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Chapter Interlude – Arcsinger’s Memories 

Word count: 38183
Released on: Oct. 20, 2024, 12:48 a.m.
Last edited: Oct. 26, 2024, 9:51 p.m.
Book: Unreleased (0)
Most mentioned character
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Elia Arcsinger
Most mentioned class
17 mentions
[Chef]
Most mentioned skill
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[Garden of Sanctuary]
Most mentioned spell
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[Fireball]
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Pallass

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Elia Arcsinger
 		When she woke up, Elia Arcsinger stared at the ceiling and wondered if she was dreaming. Each day, she pinched herself hard on the cheek. Hard enough to leave a mark.
Rosencrantz
 		Every morning, Rosencrantz stared at the red mark on Elia Arcsinger’s cheek as he handed her a too-spicy breakfast, and a Goblin [Spice Chef] would poke his head out of the kitchen with a bunch of Goblins. They would watch as Elia slurped down spicy red spaghetti noodles or munch on seasoned fries.
Elia Arcsinger
 		Every morning, Rosencrantz stared at the red mark on Elia Arcsinger’s cheek as he handed her a too-spicy breakfast, and a Goblin [Spice Chef] would poke his head out of the kitchen with a bunch of Goblins. They would watch as Elia slurped down spicy red spaghetti noodles or munch on seasoned fries.
[Spice Chef]
 		Every morning, Rosencrantz stared at the red mark on Elia Arcsinger’s cheek as he handed her a too-spicy breakfast, and a Goblin [Spice Chef] would poke his head out of the kitchen with a bunch of Goblins. They would watch as Elia slurped down spicy red spaghetti noodles or munch on seasoned fries.
Elia Arcsinger
 		Every morning, Rosencrantz stared at the red mark on Elia Arcsinger’s cheek as he handed her a too-spicy breakfast, and a Goblin [Spice Chef] would poke his head out of the kitchen with a bunch of Goblins. They would watch as Elia slurped down spicy red spaghetti noodles or munch on seasoned fries.
Gaiil-Drome
 		She just liked spices. True, in her homeland of Gaiil-Drome, half-Elves weren’t as big on spices—they liked subtler foods. When Elia had become famous and gone on her worldwide tour, she’d been introduced to the joys of capsaicin. She’d had a hard time going back.
Elia Arcsinger
 		She just liked spices. True, in her homeland of Gaiil-Drome, half-Elves weren’t as big on spices—they liked subtler foods. When Elia had become famous and gone on her worldwide tour, she’d been introduced to the joys of capsaicin. She’d had a hard time going back.
Calescent
 		But she really just liked spices. To the horror of the Goblin called Calescent, she ate any dish he put in front of her without fail. She knew he was trying to out-spice her…he was one of two Goblins whose name she knew. Okay, three—she knew Sticks, Calescent, because his name was ironic, and ‘Numbtongue’, only because he was mentioned in absentia all the time.
Sticks
 		But she really just liked spices. To the horror of the Goblin called Calescent, she ate any dish he put in front of her without fail. She knew he was trying to out-spice her…he was one of two Goblins whose name she knew. Okay, three—she knew Sticks, Calescent, because his name was ironic, and ‘Numbtongue’, only because he was mentioned in absentia all the time.
Calescent
 		But she really just liked spices. To the horror of the Goblin called Calescent, she ate any dish he put in front of her without fail. She knew he was trying to out-spice her…he was one of two Goblins whose name she knew. Okay, three—she knew Sticks, Calescent, because his name was ironic, and ‘Numbtongue’, only because he was mentioned in absentia all the time.
Numbtongue
 		But she really just liked spices. To the horror of the Goblin called Calescent, she ate any dish he put in front of her without fail. She knew he was trying to out-spice her…he was one of two Goblins whose name she knew. Okay, three—she knew Sticks, Calescent, because his name was ironic, and ‘Numbtongue’, only because he was mentioned in absentia all the time.
Lyonette du Marquin
 		She didn’t want to know the other Goblins. She had huge reservations about this job; she was literally only doing it for the money and because Lyonette claimed her daughters were in danger. Mostly the money.
Elia Arcsinger
 		Elia’s strange misadventures and quiet days blended together in the background of her existence at The Wandering Inn. In her diary, which she kept like any good, responsible adventurer, she had written boring entries that a few Goblins and an occasional Mrsha or Nanette would sneak into her room to read.
The Wandering Inn
 		Elia’s strange misadventures and quiet days blended together in the background of her existence at The Wandering Inn. In her diary, which she kept like any good, responsible adventurer, she had written boring entries that a few Goblins and an occasional Mrsha or Nanette would sneak into her room to read.
Mrsha
 		Elia’s strange misadventures and quiet days blended together in the background of her existence at The Wandering Inn. In her diary, which she kept like any good, responsible adventurer, she had written boring entries that a few Goblins and an occasional Mrsha or Nanette would sneak into her room to read.
Nanette Weishart
 		Elia’s strange misadventures and quiet days blended together in the background of her existence at The Wandering Inn. In her diary, which she kept like any good, responsible adventurer, she had written boring entries that a few Goblins and an occasional Mrsha or Nanette would sneak into her room to read.
Elia Arcsinger
 		Elia wrote notes about her expenditures, letters to her daughter—which never got replies—correspondence of note, and how her day had been.
Bird
 		Laudas – Shepherd’s pie tonight. Spent four coppers betting Bird could not hit a Creona Flashbird. She could.
Lyonette du Marquin
 		Nendas – I wish the outhouses had plumbing. Lyonette says maybe soon? Hamburgers. I liked them.
Vaulont
 		Tirenv – Vaulont scared me again. Not on purpose? Time #32.
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