Chapter 1.59 H

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Last edited: July 5, 2023, 2 a.m.

Book: The Wandering Inn (1)

Most mentioned character

98 mentions

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
Calruz	55
Gerial Doerisel	45
Yvlon Byres	24

Most mentioned class

1 mentions

[Builder]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Historian]	1
[Mage]	1
[Necromancer]	1

Most mentioned skill

5 mentions

[Dangersense]

Most mentioned spell

1 mentions

[Illumination]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Sticky Ground]	1
[Translate]	1

Most mentioned location

1 mentions

Izril

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
Ruins of Albez	1

Mentions

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Name	Text
Sostrom Reidez	Sostrom shook his head as he walked out of another dark room, his staff glowing. Calruz stomped out behind him, growling irately. Ceria tried not to scowl at her friend, but it was hard.
Calruz	Sostrom shook his head as he walked out of another dark room, his staff glowing. Calruz stomped out behind him, growling irately. Ceria tried not to scowl at her friend, but it was hard.
Ceria Springwalker	Sostrom shook his head as he walked out of another dark room, his staff glowing. Calruz stomped out behind him, growling irately. Ceria tried not to scowl at her friend, but it was hard.
Sostrom Reidez	Sostrom pointed into the dark room and shook his head. He traced a line of pallid blue light, too pale to be natural, in a cone around the worn stone. Smooth stone, possibly painted once, but fragmented away. Dust and tiny insects skittered away from the light, and it fell upon a marvel of architecture.
[Builder]	Deep, carved passages, even the rough, broken reliefs of what had once perhaps been complex statues. Now—smashed and rotted with age. A marvel, still, to [Builders] looking for decent stone or perhaps [Historians].
[Historian]	Deep, carved passages, even the rough, broken reliefs of what had once perhaps been complex statues. Now—smashed and rotted with age. A marvel, still, to [Builders] looking for decent stone or perhaps [Historians].
Sostrom Reidez	Nothing for adventurers. Faceless, eyeless statues revealed only gaping wounds where what might have once been valuable metal or gems. Someone had been here first—and if there had been books, cloth, aught at all beyond the bleak stone and rubbish strewn about—even wood had crumbled to dust. Sostrom’s staff glowed brighter as he set it down with a sigh.
Ceria Springwalker	Ceria cursed and kicked at the ground. Olesm peered over her shoulder into the empty room. He shuddered as a handful of crypt beetles scurried away. But then he looked peeved.
Olesm Swifttail	Ceria cursed and kicked at the ground. Olesm peered over her shoulder into the empty room. He shuddered as a handful of crypt beetles scurried away. But then he looked peeved.
Ceria Springwalker	Ceria growled at Olesm, and he backed away, claws raised. Gerial put a hand on her shoulder, but she sensed the tension in it too.
Olesm Swifttail	Ceria growled at Olesm, and he backed away, claws raised. Gerial put a hand on her shoulder, but she sensed the tension in it too.
Gerial Doerisel	Ceria growled at Olesm, and he backed away, claws raised. Gerial put a hand on her shoulder, but she sensed the tension in it too.
Sostrom Reidez	“Most likely. We just haven’t found it yet, and we’re all tired. Why don’t you go with Sostrom and check those rooms out?”
Sostrom Reidez	Sostrom made a face, but walked with Olesm down the dark corridor to peer into another room.
Olesm Swifttail	Sostrom made a face, but walked with Olesm down the dark corridor to peer into another room.
Ceria Springwalker	Ceria made a face and patted Gerial’s hand with hers. She turned, lowering her voice. She felt embarrassed—she was the veteran here. She couldn’t act like a child.
Gerial Doerisel	Ceria made a face and patted Gerial’s hand with hers. She turned, lowering her voice. She felt embarrassed—she was the veteran here. She couldn’t act like a child.
Gerial Doerisel	“Sorry, Gerial.”
Calruz	They’d split into two groups, one going down the left passage, the other the right. Of all the teams, Calruz’s hadn’t lost any adventurers besides Hunt in either battle, so they’d taken a few of Menes’ mages while the other adventurers under Gregor had gone left. Yvlon had remained with the wounded, and they were keeping up a stream of communications with several adventurers who ran messages across the vast ruins.
Yvlon Byres	They’d split into two groups, one going down the left passage, the other the right. Of all the teams, Calruz’s hadn’t lost any adventurers besides Hunt in either battle, so they’d taken a few of Menes’ mages while the other adventurers under Gregor had gone left. Yvlon had remained with the wounded, and they were keeping up a stream of communications with several adventurers who ran messages across the vast ruins.

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