Chapter 8.31

Word count: 21053

Released on: July 18, 2021, 2:11 a.m.

Last edited: March 16, 2023, 6:24 p.m.

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Most mentioned character

133 mentions

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
Mrsha	115
Wer	73
Bird	57

Most mentioned class

37 mentions

[Shaman]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Keeper of the Pasts]	13
[Bard]	10
[Chieftain]	8

Most mentioned skill

3 mentions

[Basic Cooking]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Check Sum]	1
[Double Step]	1
[Dust Kick]	1

Most mentioned spell

1 mentions

[Scry]

Most mentioned location

14 mentions

Liscor

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
Rhir	14
Izril	12
Bloodfields	9

Mentions

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Name	Text
Izril	Across Izril, people and things were moving at high speeds.
Ryoka Griffin	At high relative velocity—like Ryoka expelling the contents of her guts onto the floor as the curse on her added a new layer of excitement to her life.
Hectval	With great distances covered each day, as with the doughty band of Goblins, Antinium, Humans…Gnoll…Vampire…and Drake who marched down the road, on the lookout for attacks from Hectval or monsters or anyone, really.
Octavia Cotton	Octavia rode on that, feeling marginally less useful than the potions and ingredients she’d loaded up. She watched as Garia, Fals, and Fierre jogged together, the dark umbrella over Fierre’s head bobbing. At Sergeant Gna, muttering to herself and staring at all the others.
Garia Strongheart	Octavia rode on that, feeling marginally less useful than the potions and ingredients she’d loaded up. She watched as Garia, Fals, and Fierre jogged together, the dark umbrella over Fierre’s head bobbing. At Sergeant Gna, muttering to herself and staring at all the others.
Fals Lenestre	Octavia rode on that, feeling marginally less useful than the potions and ingredients she’d loaded up. She watched as Garia, Fals, and Fierre jogged together, the dark umbrella over Fierre’s head bobbing. At Sergeant Gna, muttering to herself and staring at all the others.
Serafierre val Lischelle-Drakle	Octavia rode on that, feeling marginally less useful than the potions and ingredients she’d loaded up. She watched as Garia, Fals, and Fierre jogged together, the dark umbrella over Fierre’s head bobbing. At Sergeant Gna, muttering to herself and staring at all the others.
Serafierre val Lischelle-Drakle	Octavia rode on that, feeling marginally less useful than the potions and ingredients she’d loaded up. She watched as Garia, Fals, and Fierre jogged together, the dark umbrella over Fierre’s head bobbing. At Sergeant Gna, muttering to herself and staring at all the others.
Gna	Octavia rode on that, feeling marginally less useful than the potions and ingredients she’d loaded up. She watched as Garia, Fals, and Fierre jogged together, the dark umbrella over Fierre’s head bobbing. At Sergeant Gna, muttering to herself and staring at all the others.
Bird	The Goblins, arguing in their tongue. The Antinium, without sound following Bird, who was singing a Bird-song…
Bird	The Goblins, arguing in their tongue. The Antinium, without sound following Bird, who was singing a Bird-song…
Numbtongue	Numbtongue, who rode at the fore of the group, aside from Snapjaw and Icecube scouting from overhead, and Xeu, somewhere unseen, also prowling for enemies…or maybe eliminating them without telling anyone.
Snapjaw	Numbtongue, who rode at the fore of the group, aside from Snapjaw and Icecube scouting from overhead, and Xeu, somewhere unseen, also prowling for enemies…or maybe eliminating them without telling anyone.
Xeu	Numbtongue, who rode at the fore of the group, aside from Snapjaw and Icecube scouting from overhead, and Xeu, somewhere unseen, also prowling for enemies…or maybe eliminating them without telling anyone.
Izril	“We’re going across Izril. In search of Mrsha. We might run into armies or…we don’t know who took her.”
Mrsha	“We’re going across Izril. In search of Mrsha. We might run into armies or…we don’t know who took her.”
Octavia Cotton	Octavia’s voice as she murmured to herself made the group look back. Badarrow’s head swung around; it was Ulvama who turned. The [Shaman] barked at Octavia.
Badarrow	Octavia’s voice as she murmured to herself made the group look back. Badarrow’s head swung around; it was Ulvama who turned. The [Shaman] barked at Octavia.
Ulvama	Octavia’s voice as she murmured to herself made the group look back. Badarrow’s head swung around; it was Ulvama who turned. The [Shaman] barked at Octavia.
[Shaman]	Octavia’s voice as she murmured to herself made the group look back. Badarrow’s head swung around; it was Ulvama who turned. The [Shaman] barked at Octavia.

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