Chapter 8.32
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The Wandering Inn
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(It is the 5th Anniversary of The Wandering Inn, and in celebration (or something), Book 4: Winter Solstice is out on Audible, and as an e-book on Amazon! Also! Diana Gill’s Q&A from the Discord server can be found here!) |
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Diana
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(It is the 5th Anniversary of The Wandering Inn, and in celebration (or something), Book 4: Winter Solstice is out on Audible, and as an e-book on Amazon! Also! Diana Gill’s Q&A from the Discord server can be found here!) |
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The Last Tide
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(The Last Tide is going to launch a Kickstarter on August 24th for the full comic and physical versions! It’s almost done, sorry for the delay!) |
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Chandrar
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The sun rose on Chandrar, that arid continent full of as much suffering as magic, but it did not burn away the nightmares. It was not fair to say, however, that Chandrar was the land of more evil than other places. It was just more visible. |
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Chandrar
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The sun rose on Chandrar, that arid continent full of as much suffering as magic, but it did not burn away the nightmares. It was not fair to say, however, that Chandrar was the land of more evil than other places. It was just more visible. |
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[Necromancer]
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Slaves stood, staring up at the sky. A [Necromancer] shaded his eyes, then lowered his hand, slowly. Slowly. |
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Pisces Jealnet
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You could not understand what it was like to just…see the sun, or even breathe, until you knew the difference between freedom and captivity. Pisces Jealnet exhaled. He clenched his hands, his branded scars and wounds, visible and invisible, lingering. |
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Cawe
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His friend, Cawe, was dead. A brave [Pickpocket]. |
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[Pickpocket]
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His friend, Cawe, was dead. A brave [Pickpocket]. |
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Roshal
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Roshal’s depravities through night and day were ignored. Sometimes they became clearer than not, but the sun? |
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[Slave]
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A symbol for [Slaves] anywhere to look up and be inspired by hope, rebellion. The nightmare of all those who kept them. Many had forgotten, believing the symbol would never come again. Now—it shone. |
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Czautha’qshe
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The Death of Chains. Czautha flew. One of the mightiest Djinni of her kind turned the sky alight. |
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Merr
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Merr the Storm looked up. The [Bandit Lady] stood with the other [Slaves] for a moment. Pisces just nodded. |
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[Bandit Lady]
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Merr the Storm looked up. The [Bandit Lady] stood with the other [Slaves] for a moment. Pisces just nodded. |
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[Slave]
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Merr the Storm looked up. The [Bandit Lady] stood with the other [Slaves] for a moment. Pisces just nodded. |
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Pisces Jealnet
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Merr the Storm looked up. The [Bandit Lady] stood with the other [Slaves] for a moment. Pisces just nodded. |
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[Necromancer]
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The [Necromancer] of Izril, Az’kerash, raised his head as Ijvani stumbled into the room. |
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Izril
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The [Necromancer] of Izril, Az’kerash, raised his head as Ijvani stumbled into the room. |
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Az’kerash
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The [Necromancer] of Izril, Az’kerash, raised his head as Ijvani stumbled into the room. |
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Ijvani
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The [Necromancer] of Izril, Az’kerash, raised his head as Ijvani stumbled into the room. |
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Pisces Jealnet
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“Master, master, news of the apprentice Pisces!” |
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Az’kerash
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She flinched from his glare, which had been his mood the last week and a half. Naught but a dark fury, a mood which sent his Chosen scurrying away from his study. Attempts had been made and failed, and Az’kerash had feared the worst today. |
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[Slave]
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He was far from the only person to hear the news incredulously. The Gold-rank adventurer, a prize among [Slaves]—freed? |
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Selys Shivertail
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Selys threw up her claws. Drassi had scattered all her papers over Noass and Sir Relz, rushing into the broadcast booth to blurt it out. His friends and allies celebrated. |
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Drassi Tewing
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Selys threw up her claws. Drassi had scattered all her papers over Noass and Sir Relz, rushing into the broadcast booth to blurt it out. His friends and allies celebrated. |