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Chapter 9.41 (Pt. 2) 

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Released on: April 12, 2023, 3:37 a.m.
Last edited: June 4, 2023, 3:02 a.m.
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A crack ran straight through Izril. Not the one caused by the Gnolls at the Meeting of Tribes. The crack was called ‘competency’, or perhaps ‘levels’, and it had always been there.
For the first seventeen years of his life, Yelroan really had thought Plain’s Eye was the future. He had heard the stories of how his people had been depleted, seen how they were forced into lands the Drakes didn’t want, on the back-foot, but the Antinium Wars had not touched them half as hard as Drakes.
For the Drakes, the Antinium Wars had been devastating both in lands lost and their authority. For the north, the Goblin King had wiped out far too many noble families and destroyed what was essentially their entire system of management.
Nobles collected taxes, patrolled roads, enforced order, built great projects…their absence could not be filled by Magnolia Reinhart and the new generation alone. This was the moment for Gnolls to rise.
The Wandering Inn was a chance to redeem himself. A chance to do what he loved.
But the crack was still there. Yelroan had no other way to describe it. A crack in the world was how he saw it. And you see, it was in him.
He had a critical flaw. A weakness, and it was this: he was a [Mathematician]. Not an [Organizer]. Not a [Secretary] or even a [Princess], who had Skills that were directly tied to management. He was good at his job, but his class had always been more than doing income sheets.
He had a critical flaw. A weakness, and it was this: he was a [Mathematician]. Not an [Organizer]. Not a [Secretary] or even a [Princess], who had Skills that were directly tied to management. He was good at his job, but his class had always been more than doing income sheets.
He had a critical flaw. A weakness, and it was this: he was a [Mathematician]. Not an [Organizer]. Not a [Secretary] or even a [Princess], who had Skills that were directly tied to management. He was good at his job, but his class had always been more than doing income sheets.
He had a critical flaw. A weakness, and it was this: he was a [Mathematician]. Not an [Organizer]. Not a [Secretary] or even a [Princess], who had Skills that were directly tied to management. He was good at his job, but his class had always been more than doing income sheets.
Yelroan knew it. He had learned how to be good at his position because someone had to be—but he was no legend of Salazsar. Now, sitting in The Wandering Inn during the morning after Erin Solstice’s proclamation that the Order of Solstice would take on a great charge—sending food and firewood to people who needed it—the blonde Gnoll was sweating.
Yelroan knew it. He had learned how to be good at his position because someone had to be—but he was no legend of Salazsar. Now, sitting in The Wandering Inn during the morning after Erin Solstice’s proclamation that the Order of Solstice would take on a great charge—sending food and firewood to people who needed it—the blonde Gnoll was sweating.
Yelroan knew it. He had learned how to be good at his position because someone had to be—but he was no legend of Salazsar. Now, sitting in The Wandering Inn during the morning after Erin Solstice’s proclamation that the Order of Solstice would take on a great charge—sending food and firewood to people who needed it—the blonde Gnoll was sweating.
Yelroan knew it. He had learned how to be good at his position because someone had to be—but he was no legend of Salazsar. Now, sitting in The Wandering Inn during the morning after Erin Solstice’s proclamation that the Order of Solstice would take on a great charge—sending food and firewood to people who needed it—the blonde Gnoll was sweating.
And not just because Mrsha was poking up the fire and tossing logs into the fireplace beyond what was comfortable. She and Nanette squatted around the fire, trying to make it as hot as possible, children enamored with a game.
And not just because Mrsha was poking up the fire and tossing logs into the fireplace beyond what was comfortable. She and Nanette squatted around the fire, trying to make it as hot as possible, children enamored with a game.
The [Knights], Lyonette, Erin, were all running around, sometimes at cross-ends. They were also arguing.
The [Knights], Lyonette, Erin, were all running around, sometimes at cross-ends. They were also arguing.
The [Knights], Lyonette, Erin, were all running around, sometimes at cross-ends. They were also arguing.
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