Chapter 10.13
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Released on: May 4, 2024, 11:12 p.m.
Last edited: Sept. 5, 2024, 11:01 p.m.
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Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| Bird | 195 |
| Mrsha | 191 |
| Selys Shivertail | 107 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| [Princess] | 38 |
| [Knight] | 12 |
| [Merchant] | 10 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| [Inn: The World’s Eye Theatre] | 3 |
| [Bridal Price Estimate] | 2 |
| [Field of Preservation] | 1 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| [Flame Strike] | 1 |
| [Invisibility] | 1 |
| [Magic Picture] | 1 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| Rheirgest | 66 |
| Invrisil | 38 |
| The Wandering Inn | 32 |
Mentions
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| Lyonette du Marquin | Lyonette du Marquin dreamed of gold. She slept on it; she woke up and tossed a gold piece out from under her nightdress. She breathed it; she was pretty sure that would lead to lung problems, so they had begun putting cloth masks on when cutting it up. |
| The Wandering Inn | Gold was such a pleasant dream. On the fifteenth day since The Wandering Inn had begun mass-producing gold, Lyonette woke up knowing three things would happen today: |
| Lyonette du Marquin | Gold was such a pleasant dream. On the fifteenth day since The Wandering Inn had begun mass-producing gold, Lyonette woke up knowing three things would happen today: |
| Bird | One. Bird was due to come back today. |
| Rheirgest | Two. The villagers of Rheirgest would finally get here, escorted by the Order of Solstice. |
| Erin Solstice | Three. Erin Solstice had more secrets. More to terrify the world with. |
| Lyonette du Marquin | The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile. |
| Calescent | The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile. |
| Pyrite | The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile. |
| Mrsha | The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile. |
| Normen Callesn | The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile. |
| Ishkr Silverfang | The dream of gold had been a simple haze. In her sleep, Lyonette had awoken from a simple, fun slumber of mining gold under the supervision of a vaguely Calescent-shaped Goblin named Pyrite. She, Mrsha, Normen, Ishkr—everyone had been working a gold mine, saying things like ‘it’s not much, but it’s honest work’—piling up gold in a never-ending pile. |
| Lyonette du Marquin | Lyonette had become awake in a way she had never felt before. Alert. She could not have told you, later, where it was or articulated the nature of this spot. Only that it was highly dangerous. |
| Lyonette du Marquin | There were rules. They were unspooling in her mind; a kind of an awareness of the stakes and seriousness of this place. Lyonette well imagined that, in another situation, she might have been incautious. This place, this aspect of Lyonette, took it utterly, deadly at face value. |
| Lyonette du Marquin | There were rules. They were unspooling in her mind; a kind of an awareness of the stakes and seriousness of this place. Lyonette well imagined that, in another situation, she might have been incautious. This place, this aspect of Lyonette, took it utterly, deadly at face value. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin Solstice. |
| Lyonette du Marquin | She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly. |
| Erin Solstice | She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly. |
| Erin Solstice | She looked—Lyonette was walking towards that strange gazebo in the distance, processing everything, squinting at Erin, and wondering why she looked so off. In the airless vacuum of the void, she heard Erin’s voice faintly. But clearly. |
| Erin Solstice | “Erin? E—” |
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