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Many Names
I have a secret name. Only my birthmother and the Kindly Mothers know it. I know it as well. It is a name that was given to me when I completed my training. I honor it as my true name more any other because I earned it.
I have other names as well. My father named me Seraphina. He almost named me Sara. My mother suggested the compromise as my great-grandmother once was named this back in the Old Country. It means the Fiery One. I had copper-toned hair back then with fiery eyes. I loved my father in those days. He was a good man, but much older than my mother. He was of good blood and joining his family as a concubine was a strategic decision by the Dréama. He knew it too. But we are highly desired and mother, one of the greatest actresses of the stage in the Capital, was a catch. The price was money, influence, and me. That name honors him.
To the Minari, I am called Brandende or merely Dendi in the diminutive. I've studied much of their music and tales. To the Sarian people I am called Brännkvinna, which was my most common name with the Sisters. I know many of their stories, just like the Druids - or so I'm told. I like all my names. Those names honor my teachers and my ancestors. But, a name is hollow without a reputation. I must make a name for myself.
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Homecoming
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Many Names
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The Lodges of the Dréama
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The Honored and Kindly Mother
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Why the Silver Hair?
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Chess
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An Unusual First Day
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A Riverside Ruckus
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A New Team and Mentor
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Troubling Dark Magics, Goblins, and Miasma
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Goblin's Defeated but Mystery Remains
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The Trap Laid Bare
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Odd Dreams
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Its Seems the Report of My Escape from the Miasma Was Premature
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An Inner Energy
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A Monster Hunt
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On the Ship from the Monster Hunt
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A Decision to Make
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Journey to Livania
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A Campfire Chat
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Status Letter to the Viceroy
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