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Chapter 10.32 (Pt. 2) 

Word count: 28172
Released on: Jan. 25, 2025, 10:02 p.m.
Last edited: Feb. 1, 2025, 11:42 p.m.
Book: Unreleased (0)
Most mentioned character
242 mentions
Pawn
Most mentioned class
23 mentions
[Witch]
Most mentioned skill
40 mentions
[The Palace of Fates]
Most mentioned spell
5 mentions
[Midnight Shard]
Most mentioned location
15 mentions
The Wandering Inn

Mentions

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Mrsha
 		Mrsha stumbled through the door, and the first thing she did was pivot and turn around. But there was nothing behind her; just the empty inn. If she stared at the tiny spot in the air, just past one of the chairs, she could see the root, but only if she focused.
Erin Solstice
 		I’m back. I made it. I have the knowledge to revive Erin and…younger me sucks. She’s not the me I remember being. She’s so…different.
Mrsha
 		Strangers. They actually felt like strangers. Mrsha had always known she’d been a bit of a brat who thought she was all that. She ran around, punching and kicking and pretending to be her heroes and calling herself all kinds of names.
Mrsha
 		What had she used to say she was…? Oh yeah, ‘Mrsha the Great and Terrible’. Dead gods, Ekirra and Visma had made so much fun of her that Liscorians had begun catching on, and she’d had a few years where everyone gave her nicknames.
Ekirra Silverfang
 		What had she used to say she was…? Oh yeah, ‘Mrsha the Great and Terrible’. Dead gods, Ekirra and Visma had made so much fun of her that Liscorians had begun catching on, and she’d had a few years where everyone gave her nicknames.
Visma
 		What had she used to say she was…? Oh yeah, ‘Mrsha the Great and Terrible’. Dead gods, Ekirra and Visma had made so much fun of her that Liscorians had begun catching on, and she’d had a few years where everyone gave her nicknames.
Mrsha
 		Mrsha’s eyes opened wide, and she came to a dead standstill. She whirled around.
Kasigna
 		“—The Mother of Graves. I forgot to tell them.”
[Thought Healer]
 		That particular bit of trauma was often repressed in her head. The [Thought Healers] called it a ‘self-preservation mechanism’, but the dread, the terror, the horror of that period came back at once. Mrsha reflexively reached for a vial of the cure that she always carried with her.
Mrsha
 		That particular bit of trauma was often repressed in her head. The [Thought Healers] called it a ‘self-preservation mechanism’, but the dread, the terror, the horror of that period came back at once. Mrsha reflexively reached for a vial of the cure that she always carried with her.
Pisces Jealnet
 		She caught herself before she grabbed the root. Wait, first things first. She should grab all the intruders here, then tell them. When you were in the thick of trouble, you prioritized the biggest threat first. Pisces had taught her that.
Pisces Jealnet
 		Speaking of which, Pisces is coming and Pawn and…I need to get them out of my world now, or this is going to actually be three Crelers with a cat in a sack.
Pawn
 		Speaking of which, Pisces is coming and Pawn and…I need to get them out of my world now, or this is going to actually be three Crelers with a cat in a sack.
Mrsha
 		Remembering it was her birthday made Mrsha go running again. She was at the doors of the common room when she opened it, and someone slammed into her.
Mrsha
 		Mrsha punched Visma off her feet, saw her friend, and then raced over.
Visma
 		Mrsha punched Visma off her feet, saw her friend, and then raced over.
Visma
 		“Visma, I am so sorry! Let me just—I have a bruise balm!”
Visma
 		Visma was rolling around and holding her cheek, and Mrsha was trying to see how bad the punch was.
Mrsha
 		Visma was rolling around and holding her cheek, and Mrsha was trying to see how bad the punch was.
Mrsha
 		Mrsha was slathering a blue poultice that helped reduce swelling and cure bruising when she felt her fur prickling in anxiety.
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