Innverse Stats | 10.23 LMGY

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[Councilmember]	It kept the purple-scaled Drake up late at night, pacing, until he got growled at and reluctantly slunk into bed. Then he’d wake up, despite being tired, and stand on his balcony and listen to the sounds of his beloved, changing city, feeling it in his bones. Not the insight of a [Councilmember]—not quite. It was his basest instincts, the ancient reptile-brain that Drakes didn’t like to admit they had.
[Shopkeeper]	It was his other class that whispered to him, the [Shopkeeper]’s paranoia. And Councilmember Lism listened to it when it told him something in Liscor was wrong.
Lism Swifttail	It was his other class that whispered to him, the [Shopkeeper]’s paranoia. And Councilmember Lism listened to it when it told him something in Liscor was wrong.
Liscor	It was his other class that whispered to him, the [Shopkeeper]’s paranoia. And Councilmember Lism listened to it when it told him something in Liscor was wrong.
Lism Swifttail	Lism. Profile of himself: purple-scaled Drake in his early forties. Very early! Just forty-three! No saggy scales, not much grey at all, just a few patches. Craggy purple, nothing royal, but he fancied he looked decent with the right clothing on. Not fit or handsome as he had been in his youth—you should see Olesm, now there was a Swifttail in his prime; Lism loved his nephew—but Lism still had it.
Olesm Swifttail	Lism. Profile of himself: purple-scaled Drake in his early forties. Very early! Just forty-three! No saggy scales, not much grey at all, just a few patches. Craggy purple, nothing royal, but he fancied he looked decent with the right clothing on. Not fit or handsome as he had been in his youth—you should see Olesm, now there was a Swifttail in his prime; Lism loved his nephew—but Lism still had it.
Lism Swifttail	Lism. Profile of himself: purple-scaled Drake in his early forties. Very early! Just forty-three! No saggy scales, not much grey at all, just a few patches. Craggy purple, nothing royal, but he fancied he looked decent with the right clothing on. Not fit or handsome as he had been in his youth—you should see Olesm, now there was a Swifttail in his prime; Lism loved his nephew—but Lism still had it.
Lism Swifttail	Lism. Profile of himself: purple-scaled Drake in his early forties. Very early! Just forty-three! No saggy scales, not much grey at all, just a few patches. Craggy purple, nothing royal, but he fancied he looked decent with the right clothing on. Not fit or handsome as he had been in his youth—you should see Olesm, now there was a Swifttail in his prime; Lism loved his nephew—but Lism still had it.
Liscor	By ‘it’, he meant his self-confidence, a certain pluckiness that had seen him build up his shop from scratch and become a Councilmember of Liscor of all things. He could cook—fish were his specialty—and in the rainy season, he’d be frying up a storm, just you wait. He’d been a [Handyman], had fixed up his apartment more times than he could count, and he’d aspired to be a [Trader] before he realized he hated the road and settled down to [Shopkeeper] instead.
[Handyman]	By ‘it’, he meant his self-confidence, a certain pluckiness that had seen him build up his shop from scratch and become a Councilmember of Liscor of all things. He could cook—fish were his specialty—and in the rainy season, he’d be frying up a storm, just you wait. He’d been a [Handyman], had fixed up his apartment more times than he could count, and he’d aspired to be a [Trader] before he realized he hated the road and settled down to [Shopkeeper] instead.
[Trader]	By ‘it’, he meant his self-confidence, a certain pluckiness that had seen him build up his shop from scratch and become a Councilmember of Liscor of all things. He could cook—fish were his specialty—and in the rainy season, he’d be frying up a storm, just you wait. He’d been a [Handyman], had fixed up his apartment more times than he could count, and he’d aspired to be a [Trader] before he realized he hated the road and settled down to [Shopkeeper] instead.
[Shopkeeper]	By ‘it’, he meant his self-confidence, a certain pluckiness that had seen him build up his shop from scratch and become a Councilmember of Liscor of all things. He could cook—fish were his specialty—and in the rainy season, he’d be frying up a storm, just you wait. He’d been a [Handyman], had fixed up his apartment more times than he could count, and he’d aspired to be a [Trader] before he realized he hated the road and settled down to [Shopkeeper] instead.
Olesm Swifttail	Nevermind the hard times; he’d raised Olesm properly, and look at the boy now. Lism. Confident? Overconfident? Bah, he deserved his swagger. He had an oversized ballista between his legs and an even larger ego for his nephew and his city. Those were Lism-facts.
Lism Swifttail	Nevermind the hard times; he’d raised Olesm properly, and look at the boy now. Lism. Confident? Overconfident? Bah, he deserved his swagger. He had an oversized ballista between his legs and an even larger ego for his nephew and his city. Those were Lism-facts.
Lism Swifttail	Nevermind the hard times; he’d raised Olesm properly, and look at the boy now. Lism. Confident? Overconfident? Bah, he deserved his swagger. He had an oversized ballista between his legs and an even larger ego for his nephew and his city. Those were Lism-facts.
Lism Swifttail	…Lism hadn’t been allowed to put one of those details in his personal biography, despite him feeling like it was a salient, nay, complimentary fact about him. Why was he writing a biography? Not purely vanity. Krshia and the other Councilmembers were doing it too. One of the [Scribes] kept bugging him about it for Liscor’s election this year, which they were not having, except maybe they were.
Krshia Silverfang	…Lism hadn’t been allowed to put one of those details in his personal biography, despite him feeling like it was a salient, nay, complimentary fact about him. Why was he writing a biography? Not purely vanity. Krshia and the other Councilmembers were doing it too. One of the [Scribes] kept bugging him about it for Liscor’s election this year, which they were not having, except maybe they were.
[Scribe]	…Lism hadn’t been allowed to put one of those details in his personal biography, despite him feeling like it was a salient, nay, complimentary fact about him. Why was he writing a biography? Not purely vanity. Krshia and the other Councilmembers were doing it too. One of the [Scribes] kept bugging him about it for Liscor’s election this year, which they were not having, except maybe they were.
Liscor	…Lism hadn’t been allowed to put one of those details in his personal biography, despite him feeling like it was a salient, nay, complimentary fact about him. Why was he writing a biography? Not purely vanity. Krshia and the other Councilmembers were doing it too. One of the [Scribes] kept bugging him about it for Liscor’s election this year, which they were not having, except maybe they were.
Liscor	It was complicated. He should have been in office at least another year. Liscor’s Council worked like that. Yet, somehow, some way, everyone was saying there’d be an election this year.
Lism Swifttail	Right? Right, said Lism’s [Councilmember] brain.
[Councilmember]	Right? Right, said Lism’s [Councilmember] brain.
[Shopkeeper]	Wrong, said the [Shopkeeper]. Anything you can force through is allowed. Maybe it’s illegal, but who’s going to arrest Noxsham? Zevara? Venim? Was it a crime if he just states his opinion and maybe bribes people to say the right thing or hires people to agitate for it? Not one you can arrest him for.
Zevara Sunderscale	Wrong, said the [Shopkeeper]. Anything you can force through is allowed. Maybe it’s illegal, but who’s going to arrest Noxsham? Zevara? Venim? Was it a crime if he just states his opinion and maybe bribes people to say the right thing or hires people to agitate for it? Not one you can arrest him for.
Venim	Wrong, said the [Shopkeeper]. Anything you can force through is allowed. Maybe it’s illegal, but who’s going to arrest Noxsham? Zevara? Venim? Was it a crime if he just states his opinion and maybe bribes people to say the right thing or hires people to agitate for it? Not one you can arrest him for.

[Councilmember]

It kept the purple-scaled Drake up late at night, pacing, until he got growled at and reluctantly slunk into bed. Then he’d wake up, despite being tired, and stand on his balcony and listen to the sounds of his beloved, changing city, feeling it in his bones. Not the insight of a [Councilmember]—not quite. It was his basest instincts, the ancient reptile-brain that Drakes didn’t like to admit they had.

[Shopkeeper]

It was his other class that whispered to him, the [Shopkeeper]’s paranoia. And Councilmember Lism listened to it when it told him something in Liscor was wrong.

Lism Swifttail

It was his other class that whispered to him, the [Shopkeeper]’s paranoia. And Councilmember Lism listened to it when it told him something in Liscor was wrong.

Liscor

It was his other class that whispered to him, the [Shopkeeper]’s paranoia. And Councilmember Lism listened to it when it told him something in Liscor was wrong.

Lism Swifttail

Lism. Profile of himself: purple-scaled Drake in his early forties. Very early! Just forty-three! No saggy scales, not much grey at all, just a few patches. Craggy purple, nothing royal, but he fancied he looked decent with the right clothing on. Not fit or handsome as he had been in his youth—you should see Olesm, now there was a Swifttail in his prime; Lism loved his nephew—but Lism still had it.

Olesm Swifttail

Lism. Profile of himself: purple-scaled Drake in his early forties. Very early! Just forty-three! No saggy scales, not much grey at all, just a few patches. Craggy purple, nothing royal, but he fancied he looked decent with the right clothing on. Not fit or handsome as he had been in his youth—you should see Olesm, now there was a Swifttail in his prime; Lism loved his nephew—but Lism still had it.

Lism Swifttail

Lism. Profile of himself: purple-scaled Drake in his early forties. Very early! Just forty-three! No saggy scales, not much grey at all, just a few patches. Craggy purple, nothing royal, but he fancied he looked decent with the right clothing on. Not fit or handsome as he had been in his youth—you should see Olesm, now there was a Swifttail in his prime; Lism loved his nephew—but Lism still had it.

Lism Swifttail

Lism. Profile of himself: purple-scaled Drake in his early forties. Very early! Just forty-three! No saggy scales, not much grey at all, just a few patches. Craggy purple, nothing royal, but he fancied he looked decent with the right clothing on. Not fit or handsome as he had been in his youth—you should see Olesm, now there was a Swifttail in his prime; Lism loved his nephew—but Lism still had it.

Liscor

By ‘it’, he meant his self-confidence, a certain pluckiness that had seen him build up his shop from scratch and become a Councilmember of Liscor of all things. He could cook—fish were his specialty—and in the rainy season, he’d be frying up a storm, just you wait. He’d been a [Handyman], had fixed up his apartment more times than he could count, and he’d aspired to be a [Trader] before he realized he hated the road and settled down to [Shopkeeper] instead.

[Handyman]

By ‘it’, he meant his self-confidence, a certain pluckiness that had seen him build up his shop from scratch and become a Councilmember of Liscor of all things. He could cook—fish were his specialty—and in the rainy season, he’d be frying up a storm, just you wait. He’d been a [Handyman], had fixed up his apartment more times than he could count, and he’d aspired to be a [Trader] before he realized he hated the road and settled down to [Shopkeeper] instead.

[Trader]

By ‘it’, he meant his self-confidence, a certain pluckiness that had seen him build up his shop from scratch and become a Councilmember of Liscor of all things. He could cook—fish were his specialty—and in the rainy season, he’d be frying up a storm, just you wait. He’d been a [Handyman], had fixed up his apartment more times than he could count, and he’d aspired to be a [Trader] before he realized he hated the road and settled down to [Shopkeeper] instead.

[Shopkeeper]

By ‘it’, he meant his self-confidence, a certain pluckiness that had seen him build up his shop from scratch and become a Councilmember of Liscor of all things. He could cook—fish were his specialty—and in the rainy season, he’d be frying up a storm, just you wait. He’d been a [Handyman], had fixed up his apartment more times than he could count, and he’d aspired to be a [Trader] before he realized he hated the road and settled down to [Shopkeeper] instead.

Olesm Swifttail

Nevermind the hard times; he’d raised Olesm properly, and look at the boy now. Lism. Confident? Overconfident? Bah, he deserved his swagger. He had an oversized ballista between his legs and an even larger ego for his nephew and his city. Those were Lism-facts.

Lism Swifttail

Nevermind the hard times; he’d raised Olesm properly, and look at the boy now. Lism. Confident? Overconfident? Bah, he deserved his swagger. He had an oversized ballista between his legs and an even larger ego for his nephew and his city. Those were Lism-facts.

Lism Swifttail

Nevermind the hard times; he’d raised Olesm properly, and look at the boy now. Lism. Confident? Overconfident? Bah, he deserved his swagger. He had an oversized ballista between his legs and an even larger ego for his nephew and his city. Those were Lism-facts.

Lism Swifttail

…Lism hadn’t been allowed to put one of those details in his personal biography, despite him feeling like it was a salient, nay, complimentary fact about him. Why was he writing a biography? Not purely vanity. Krshia and the other Councilmembers were doing it too. One of the [Scribes] kept bugging him about it for Liscor’s election this year, which they were not having, except maybe they were.

Krshia Silverfang

…Lism hadn’t been allowed to put one of those details in his personal biography, despite him feeling like it was a salient, nay, complimentary fact about him. Why was he writing a biography? Not purely vanity. Krshia and the other Councilmembers were doing it too. One of the [Scribes] kept bugging him about it for Liscor’s election this year, which they were not having, except maybe they were.

[Scribe]

…Lism hadn’t been allowed to put one of those details in his personal biography, despite him feeling like it was a salient, nay, complimentary fact about him. Why was he writing a biography? Not purely vanity. Krshia and the other Councilmembers were doing it too. One of the [Scribes] kept bugging him about it for Liscor’s election this year, which they were not having, except maybe they were.

Liscor

…Lism hadn’t been allowed to put one of those details in his personal biography, despite him feeling like it was a salient, nay, complimentary fact about him. Why was he writing a biography? Not purely vanity. Krshia and the other Councilmembers were doing it too. One of the [Scribes] kept bugging him about it for Liscor’s election this year, which they were not having, except maybe they were.

Liscor

It was complicated. He should have been in office at least another year. Liscor’s Council worked like that. Yet, somehow, some way, everyone was saying there’d be an election this year.

Lism Swifttail

Right? Right, said Lism’s [Councilmember] brain.

[Councilmember]

Right? Right, said Lism’s [Councilmember] brain.

[Shopkeeper]

Wrong, said the [Shopkeeper]. Anything you can force through is allowed. Maybe it’s illegal, but who’s going to arrest Noxsham? Zevara? Venim? Was it a crime if he just states his opinion and maybe bribes people to say the right thing or hires people to agitate for it? Not one you can arrest him for.

Zevara Sunderscale

Wrong, said the [Shopkeeper]. Anything you can force through is allowed. Maybe it’s illegal, but who’s going to arrest Noxsham? Zevara? Venim? Was it a crime if he just states his opinion and maybe bribes people to say the right thing or hires people to agitate for it? Not one you can arrest him for.

Venim

Wrong, said the [Shopkeeper]. Anything you can force through is allowed. Maybe it’s illegal, but who’s going to arrest Noxsham? Zevara? Venim? Was it a crime if he just states his opinion and maybe bribes people to say the right thing or hires people to agitate for it? Not one you can arrest him for.

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