Chapter 9.67 (Pt. 2)

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Released on: Nov. 26, 2023, 12:29 a.m.

Last edited: Nov. 28, 2023, 11:27 p.m.

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Most mentioned character

224 mentions

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
Erin Solstice	47
Chaldion Oliwing	44
Magnolia Reinhart	34

Most mentioned class

13 mentions

[Necromancer]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Innkeeper]	11
[Soldier]	11
[Witch]	9

Most mentioned skill

8 mentions

[Garden of Sanctuary]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[Path to Victory]	2
[He Left Pride in His Wake]	1
[He Walked and Shadows Split]	1

Most mentioned spell

7 mentions

[Light Bridge]

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
[The Godslayer’s Arrow]	5
[Bloodseeds]	2
[Fireball]	2

Most mentioned location

42 mentions

Liscor

Some honourable mentions

Name	Count
Kasignel	24
Floodplains	21
Manus	15

Mentions

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Name	Text
Kasigna	It was what Kasigna said again and again, and each time, they refused. Necromancers, masters of death no matter their form, stood before her.
Walled Cities	“Who wakes me from my slumber? Have the Walled Cities died?”
Rheirgest	The Village Head of Rheirgest stared at Kasigna, eyes flashing as he gripped a staff of bones. Tolveilouka turned his head away from the apparition swimming in the deeps below them.
Kasigna	The Village Head of Rheirgest stared at Kasigna, eyes flashing as he gripped a staff of bones. Tolveilouka turned his head away from the apparition swimming in the deeps below them.
Tolveilouka Ve’delina Mer	The Village Head of Rheirgest stared at Kasigna, eyes flashing as he gripped a staff of bones. Tolveilouka turned his head away from the apparition swimming in the deeps below them.
Kasigna	The Mother of Graves was not what Az’kerash expected. She was most certainly not…a person. She had no voice he understood, but the rage emanating upwards was kith and kin to the rest.
Az’kerash	The Mother of Graves was not what Az’kerash expected. She was most certainly not…a person. She had no voice he understood, but the rage emanating upwards was kith and kin to the rest.
Regis Reinhart	“W-why have you—how have—I am Regis Reinhart. I will hear you negotiate.”
Regis Reinhart	Some were cowards. Regis Reinhart flinched as Az’kerash stared at him with astonishment. A Fraerling stopped trying to send [Message] spells and Az’kerash saw the tiny [Necromancer] recoil from him.
Az’kerash	Some were cowards. Regis Reinhart flinched as Az’kerash stared at him with astonishment. A Fraerling stopped trying to send [Message] spells and Az’kerash saw the tiny [Necromancer] recoil from him.
[Message]	Some were cowards. Regis Reinhart flinched as Az’kerash stared at him with astonishment. A Fraerling stopped trying to send [Message] spells and Az’kerash saw the tiny [Necromancer] recoil from him.
Az’kerash	Some were cowards. Regis Reinhart flinched as Az’kerash stared at him with astonishment. A Fraerling stopped trying to send [Message] spells and Az’kerash saw the tiny [Necromancer] recoil from him.
[Necromancer]	Some were cowards. Regis Reinhart flinched as Az’kerash stared at him with astonishment. A Fraerling stopped trying to send [Message] spells and Az’kerash saw the tiny [Necromancer] recoil from him.
Az’kerash	The Archmage of Death stood there, panting, and looked around. He missed the undead Cat Beastkin hiding behind a bewildered Naga, avoiding his gaze.
Az’kerash	There was too much to see. Az’kerash turned his head, and a dead man with white hair and features controlled by his hatred of the living and desire for vengeance—met the eyes of a man who held a rapier in hand, the mark of Silvaria still upon his robes.
Silvaria	There was too much to see. Az’kerash turned his head, and a dead man with white hair and features controlled by his hatred of the living and desire for vengeance—met the eyes of a man who held a rapier in hand, the mark of Silvaria still upon his robes.
Az’kerash	They were one and the same. Perril Chandler and Az’kerash stared at each other.
[Necromancer]	He turned his head, and another [Necromancer] bowed. She was a beast of bones, twelve feet tall, yet Hetarria, the dead [Necromancer] who had served on Rhir’s 5th Wall, had survived even destruction of her body with the bones she had possessed.
Hetarria	He turned his head, and another [Necromancer] bowed. She was a beast of bones, twelve feet tall, yet Hetarria, the dead [Necromancer] who had served on Rhir’s 5th Wall, had survived even destruction of her body with the bones she had possessed.
[Necromancer]	He turned his head, and another [Necromancer] bowed. She was a beast of bones, twelve feet tall, yet Hetarria, the dead [Necromancer] who had served on Rhir’s 5th Wall, had survived even destruction of her body with the bones she had possessed.

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