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The Roots (Pt. 2b)

Most mentioned character

99 mentions

Rags

Most mentioned class

2 mentions

[Princess]

Most mentioned skill

11 mentions

[Garden of Sanctuary]

Most mentioned spell

2 mentions

[Groundswim]

Most mentioned location

11 mentions

Garden of Sanctuary

Mentions

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Name	Text
Rags	It was not today. Rags sat there, in The Wandering Inn, and waited for the call. She knew she should have been at Goblinhome, but she couldn’t. She could neither pace about and alarm her tribe, looking to her for leadership, nor be in the presence of the Dragonlord of Flames.
The Wandering Inn	It was not today. Rags sat there, in The Wandering Inn, and waited for the call. She knew she should have been at Goblinhome, but she couldn’t. She could neither pace about and alarm her tribe, looking to her for leadership, nor be in the presence of the Dragonlord of Flames.
Goblinhome	It was not today. Rags sat there, in The Wandering Inn, and waited for the call. She knew she should have been at Goblinhome, but she couldn’t. She could neither pace about and alarm her tribe, looking to her for leadership, nor be in the presence of the Dragonlord of Flames.
Frost Wyvern Lord	Nor the Wyvern Lord, either. He had become, rather than a threat…a potential ally. She could not face him; not look into his bright yellow gaze full of wild intelligence and feel the temptation. The twisted desire from the smart, ruthless part of her to ask for his help or even expect it.
[Innkeeper]	Down that road lay an [Innkeeper]’s tears and the garden of statues. It might save her tribe.
Rags	Rags took another sip from her blue juice drink, the too-sweet, fruity beverage a cross between orange and blueberry for taste. Thick with pulp; nostalgic for a little Goblin who used to have nothing else to eat.
Rags	How far she’d come. Rags took a longer drink, then raised a hand.
Rosencrantz	Rosencrantz looked at Rags. He shrugged, then provided her with another drink. Rags took it down. She wiped her mouth.
Rags	Rosencrantz looked at Rags. He shrugged, then provided her with another drink. Rags took it down. She wiped her mouth.
Rags	Rosencrantz looked at Rags. He shrugged, then provided her with another drink. Rags took it down. She wiped her mouth.
Goblinhome	Goblinhome would survive with or without her. True, her Skills mattered…but Redscar could take over the defense. Rags had a sixth shot as Peggy came over to ask if something was wrong.
Redscar	Goblinhome would survive with or without her. True, her Skills mattered…but Redscar could take over the defense. Rags had a sixth shot as Peggy came over to ask if something was wrong.
Rags	Goblinhome would survive with or without her. True, her Skills mattered…but Redscar could take over the defense. Rags had a sixth shot as Peggy came over to ask if something was wrong.
Peggy	Goblinhome would survive with or without her. True, her Skills mattered…but Redscar could take over the defense. Rags had a sixth shot as Peggy came over to ask if something was wrong.
Rags	She received a grin full of too much intelligence, even now. Rags slurred in Peggy’s ear.
Peggy	She received a grin full of too much intelligence, even now. Rags slurred in Peggy’s ear.
Pallass	“If I die here…it was Pallass. Or Xitegen. Tell Redscar that.”
Xitegen Terland	“If I die here…it was Pallass. Or Xitegen. Tell Redscar that.”
Redscar	“If I die here…it was Pallass. Or Xitegen. Tell Redscar that.”
Rags	“What if you die of drink-death or swallow-own-puke death, Chieftain?”
Peggy	Peggy put her hands on her hips, and Rags waggled a finger and reached for her cup.
Rags	Peggy put her hands on her hips, and Rags waggled a finger and reached for her cup.
Rags	She didn’t know if she got to number seven or she just dreamed she did. Rags did know that at some point the world blurred—and the rest became a haze, an experience compressed into a fraction of a moment, half-remembered as she—
Rags	Rags reached for her speaking stone and barked into it. She heard a startled voice.
Rags	“Attack, Chieftain? We’re moving!”