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Chapter 8.85 

Word count: 26986
Released on: May 3, 2022, 9:58 a.m.
Last edited: March 16, 2023, 6:26 p.m.
Book: Unreleased (0)
Most mentioned character
123 mentions
Belavierr Donamia
Most mentioned class
43 mentions
[Witch]
Most mentioned skill
2 mentions
[Dangersense]
Most mentioned spell
1 mentions
[Absorb Life]
Most mentioned location
54 mentions
Khelt

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 		Chieftain Torishi Weatherfur fell through the earth.
Belavierr Donamia
 		She didn’t know how long. Minutes? How far down? Her voice howled Belavierr’s name. She only knew the tumbling through air, the despair.
Belavierr Donamia
 		Eleven minutes of free-fall. What should have ground her bones to dust—didn’t. The hole that Belavierr had opened was a portal. Though it took her eleven minutes to fall to wherever the [Witch] had sent her, the Gnoll only fell a shorter distance.
[Witch]
 		Eleven minutes of free-fall. What should have ground her bones to dust—didn’t. The hole that Belavierr had opened was a portal. Though it took her eleven minutes to fall to wherever the [Witch] had sent her, the Gnoll only fell a shorter distance.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Torishi’s howl of pain was one of a dozen. Her bodyguards? Torishi dragged herself up, holding her axe one-handed.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Torishi’s howl of pain was one of a dozen. Her bodyguards? Torishi dragged herself up, holding her axe one-handed.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Torishi looked around, but the beam of light that had always accompanied her, the Skill—wasn’t working. How far down were they?
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Where were they? A Gnoll produced a magic torch at last and lit it. The Gnolls gazed around. At first, they looked straight up at that cavernous ceiling. The dirt tomb they were trapped in. Then…the light played, flickering down the walls of stone. The faded, dirty letters. Torishi’s heart fluttered.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Eleven minutes below the Great Plains…just as the legends said. Torishi’s lips moved.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		She gazed at the shattered face of a statue. A broken throne, meant to greet visitors. Then Torishi realized where Belavierr had sent her.
Belavierr Donamia
 		She gazed at the shattered face of a statue. A broken throne, meant to greet visitors. Then Torishi realized where Belavierr had sent her.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Someone laughed in the darkness. A growling, hysterical laugh of triumph. It came from a figure as the Gnoll bearing the torch moved. Torishi’s fur stood on end.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Torishi heard…sounds. She looked around and knew.
Nokha
 		“Nokha.”
Mrsha
 		Mrsha’s nightmare was giggling. Again—again and again she lived. She was immortal! But that was not what made the Raskghar laugh and howl. It was their prey. Eight Gnolls. And…Torishi sniffed the air. Slowly, she exhaled as a Gnoll moaned.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Mrsha’s nightmare was giggling. Again—again and again she lived. She was immortal! But that was not what made the Raskghar laugh and howl. It was their prey. Eight Gnolls. And…Torishi sniffed the air. Slowly, she exhaled as a Gnoll moaned.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		The torch flickered. Torishi felt a dread creeping over her. She looked upwards.
Belavierr Donamia
 		No light. No way back. Was the Stitch Witch here? Was she laughing and watching? Surely…
Torishi Weatherfur
 		Torishi spoke.
Torishi Weatherfur
 		In the silence, deep underground—Torishi Weatherfur met her end. First one Gnoll vanished, the torch falling as she struck, howling. Then silence. The Raskghar leapt and tackled another Gnoll. Torishi brought her axe down—she cleaved one head in two and then lost her grip as she buried the axe in a second arm. She looked around and saw three Gnolls.
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