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Chapter 9.68 

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Released on: Nov. 28, 2023, 11:25 p.m.
Last edited: Dec. 6, 2023, 5:02 a.m.
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The greatest slaughter had actually come from the ghostly undead. Kasigna had spawned them underground; their first targets had been the hidden Antinium…and the lurking force, which found itself fighting ghosts and ethereal undead from all sides. It had saved the other armies from ambush from below, but the cost would be reckoned too high.
As the Gnoll, Iert, prowled towards The Wandering Inn, they had been disintegrating the bodies.
They looked nothing like what they were. A third seemed like Chandrarians, which they all were, but they had the iconic skeletal hand holding a golden coin—the symbol of Khelt—on their armor.
The other groups appeared to be either [Maids] or [Butlers]—or members of the Forgotten Wing company, and they split by groups. Searching.
The other groups appeared to be either [Maids] or [Butlers]—or members of the Forgotten Wing company, and they split by groups. Searching.
The principal group masquerading as Eternal Khelt headed straight for the inn, and the Gnoll raised his sword overhead, though the cheering was sparse. Yet he had fought—he had come within a foot of Kasigna herself. The Gnoll touched his side; he hadn’t dared put the arrow in his bag of holding, so the tip was secured in a belt pouch, the shaft snapped off.
The principal group masquerading as Eternal Khelt headed straight for the inn, and the Gnoll raised his sword overhead, though the cheering was sparse. Yet he had fought—he had come within a foot of Kasigna herself. The Gnoll touched his side; he hadn’t dared put the arrow in his bag of holding, so the tip was secured in a belt pouch, the shaft snapped off.
Halrac’s arrow. One of his top priorities. There would be no retreat until at least one more priority had been secured.
“Quarry located. Invrisil. They’re moving towards the door leading to Liscor.”
“Quarry located. Invrisil. They’re moving towards the door leading to Liscor.”
The Gnoll spoke into a stone, adjusting the casual course of his group, keeping far away from Magnolia Reinhart and her servants. Everyone was exhausted; [Soldiers] had simply collapsed where they stood or tried to find anyone alive in the carnage.
The Gnoll spoke into a stone, adjusting the casual course of his group, keeping far away from Magnolia Reinhart and her servants. Everyone was exhausted; [Soldiers] had simply collapsed where they stood or tried to find anyone alive in the carnage.
It was a straight shot to the inn, either way. Iert leaned against one wall as the other [Assassins] took positions well outside the inn, peering in via windows and confirming there were only two targets.
“Three. Shriekblade and the Hobgoblin and [Innkeeper]. Report for training after this.”
“Three. Shriekblade and the Hobgoblin and [Innkeeper]. Report for training after this.”
The Gnoll’s voice was quiet as he leaned up against one window; only he was certain he wouldn’t be picked up by Erin Solstice’s aura, despite her exhaustion as she put her head down. The [Assassins] hesitated. Iert spoke.
The Gnoll’s voice was quiet as he leaned up against one window; only he was certain he wouldn’t be picked up by Erin Solstice’s aura, despite her exhaustion as she put her head down. The [Assassins] hesitated. Iert spoke.
“Squad two. Keep away from Magnolia Reinhart. Forget the auxiliary targets if they’re on the battlefield.”
They signaled affirmation. Iert grunted. Yazdil would have been best served if only his people were here, but the Naga was no longer in principal control. The Gnoll watched as [Assassins] loaded blow darts with piercing tips and a sleeping powder.
They signaled affirmation. Iert grunted. Yazdil would have been best served if only his people were here, but the Naga was no longer in principal control. The Gnoll watched as [Assassins] loaded blow darts with piercing tips and a sleeping powder.
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