Chapter Heroes of Hraace (Pt. 3)
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Released on: Oct. 6, 2024, 4:15 a.m.
Last edited: Oct. 13, 2024, 12:06 a.m.
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Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| Ceria Springwalker | 229 |
| Yvlon Byres | 189 |
| Doubte | 145 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| [Slaver] | 29 |
| [Necromancer] | 28 |
| [Mage] | 16 |
Some honourable mentions
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| [Blade of Zethe] | 2 |
| [Inspiring Chorus] | 2 |
| [Wings Upon Ice] | 1 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| [Ice Spike] | 8 |
| [Ice Lance] | 5 |
| [Ice Wall] | 3 |
Some honourable mentions
| Name | Count |
| Chandrar | 18 |
| Roshal | 13 |
| Reim | 9 |
Mentions
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| Apista | Day 3 — Captain Apista by Brownie! |
| Hraace | Maximillian began to slow and walk—and a chorus of voices made him jolt and run faster in sheer surprise. He turned his head, and twenty Mentors of Hraace were running behind him, cheering their lungs out. |
| [Inspiring Chorus] | [Inspiring Chorus]. Maximillian ran, though it might have been the sheer embarrassment on his red, freckled face from having your personal cheering team lustily singing your virtues. |
| [Drummer] | A jogging [Drummer] lowered the tempo, but kept Maximillian running to the beat. The [Inspiring Chorus] was replaced by an [Uplifting Cheer], and like that, they coaxed another mile out of him. And another. |
| [Inspiring Chorus] | A jogging [Drummer] lowered the tempo, but kept Maximillian running to the beat. The [Inspiring Chorus] was replaced by an [Uplifting Cheer], and like that, they coaxed another mile out of him. And another. |
| [Uplifting Cheer] | A jogging [Drummer] lowered the tempo, but kept Maximillian running to the beat. The [Inspiring Chorus] was replaced by an [Uplifting Cheer], and like that, they coaxed another mile out of him. And another. |
| [Masseuse] | A [Masseuse] was working the muscles in his legs as Maximillian lay down, and ameliorating the damage that would have kept the young man hobbling around like an invalid tomorrow. He squirmed, but one of the [Trainers] had a fruit beverage after a bitter draught of refreshing medicinal liquid. They were calculating how much water he needed. |
| [Trainer] | A [Masseuse] was working the muscles in his legs as Maximillian lay down, and ameliorating the damage that would have kept the young man hobbling around like an invalid tomorrow. He squirmed, but one of the [Trainers] had a fruit beverage after a bitter draught of refreshing medicinal liquid. They were calculating how much water he needed. |
| [Instructor] | “Absolutely! Just let us set up—our [Instructor], Jasrene, will demonstrate the form.” |
| Hraace | —And that was Max’s training. He was going through a complementary basic fitness course that Hraace offered to people they found worthy or who paid for it in quieter times. Maximillian and the other lower-level Mentors broke off from his exercise regimen to watch Gazi’s training. |
| Gazi Pathseeker | —And that was Max’s training. He was going through a complementary basic fitness course that Hraace offered to people they found worthy or who paid for it in quieter times. Maximillian and the other lower-level Mentors broke off from his exercise regimen to watch Gazi’s training. |
| [Fistfighter] | With fists, true, and padded arrows, but they were coming at her hard. No less than sixteen [Fistfighters] were swinging in a melee she was trying to get out of, and her eyes were spinning nonstop as several [Archers] free-fired arrows into the melee. And just to spice things up, every now and then, someone lobbed in a jar filled with cloth bags that exploded in every direction. |
| [Archer] | With fists, true, and padded arrows, but they were coming at her hard. No less than sixteen [Fistfighters] were swinging in a melee she was trying to get out of, and her eyes were spinning nonstop as several [Archers] free-fired arrows into the melee. And just to spice things up, every now and then, someone lobbed in a jar filled with cloth bags that exploded in every direction. |
| Gazi Pathseeker | The goal was to get Gazi ‘used to taking hits’. According to Pedagogia Araxia, Gazi had a lot of bad habits that came from wearing her nigh-indestructible armor. Her famed fighting style meant she deflected a lot of projectiles with her claymore, but she used her armor to tank the rest. If her armor broke—that style would get her wounded quickly. |
| Araxia | The goal was to get Gazi ‘used to taking hits’. According to Pedagogia Araxia, Gazi had a lot of bad habits that came from wearing her nigh-indestructible armor. Her famed fighting style meant she deflected a lot of projectiles with her claymore, but she used her armor to tank the rest. If her armor broke—that style would get her wounded quickly. |
| Gazi Pathseeker | The goal was to get Gazi ‘used to taking hits’. According to Pedagogia Araxia, Gazi had a lot of bad habits that came from wearing her nigh-indestructible armor. Her famed fighting style meant she deflected a lot of projectiles with her claymore, but she used her armor to tank the rest. If her armor broke—that style would get her wounded quickly. |
| Gazi Pathseeker | What was the therapy? Eating a bunch of punches, apparently. Gazi blocked a punch to her gut, swayed out of a flurry of blows, and kept her arms moving, deflecting punches, dodging, using her opponents to block each other. |
| Gazi Pathseeker | It looked like it sucked, but Gazi didn’t utter a word of complaint, just doggedly trained. By contrast, Ceria was all complaints. |
| Ceria Springwalker | It looked like it sucked, but Gazi didn’t utter a word of complaint, just doggedly trained. By contrast, Ceria was all complaints. |
| Ceria Springwalker | “Come on, Ice Squirrel, right at me! Donut! Do-nut.” |
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