All 50 Uses of "martial" in "An Ember in the Ashes" - Auto-generated

Against the Serric steel of a Martial blade, the knife will only shatter.†

p. 6.3 *

Half a millennium ago, the Scholars crumbled beneath the Martial invasion because our blades broke against their superior steel.†

p. 7.1

Anyone caught near our city's forges without good reason— Scholar or Martial—risks execution.†

p. 7.3

Helene is a true Martial, more loyal to the Empire than to her own mother.†

p. 12.7

If the rest of the book is anything like the page I found, I know what the Mask will see: Martial knives, swords, scabbards, forges, formulas, instructions—things no Scholar should know of, let alone re-create on paper.†

p. 16.1

If Darin ends up in a Martial prison, we'll never see him again.†

p. 17.4

Of how fighters raided the caravans of the Martial merchant class, the Mercators, and assassinated members of their upper class, the Illustrians.†

p. 22.9

A crypt is a good place to hide if a Martial patrol gets too close.†

p. 33.8

Tribesmen are protected under a treaty; during the invasion, they accepted Martial rule in exchange for free movement for their people.†

p. 34.6

Though his voice is cool and flat as a legionnaire's, he doesn't have the breadth and height of a Martial.†

p. 36.5

She looks too small to be a Martial, and the skin of her hands doesn't have the dark hue of a Mariner's.†

p. 36.9

If she were Martial, her name would have been Agrippina Cassius or Chrysilla Aroman or something equally long and pompous.†

p. 37.2

The unmistakable, clipped cadence of Martial voices carries down the tunnel.†

p. 38.2

People will see my eyes and think Martial instead of Commandant.†

p. 43.7

Masks, in particular, revere the Augurs, for it is the Augurs who decide which Martial children will attend Blackcliff.†

p. 46.8

Martial myths are as believable as Tribal fables of jinn and the Nightbringer.†

p. 47.4

It's a Martial city now.†

p. 52.6

The story of Blackcliff's origin was the first thing I learned as a Yearling: Five hundred years ago, a warrior brute named Taius united the fractured Martial clans and swept down from the north, crushing the Scholar Empire and taking over most of the continent.†

p. 62.6

We don't have the manpower to break into a Martial prison.†

p. 71.4

A half hour later, dusk drops over the city of Serra, and I am following the Tribesman swiftly through the Mercator Quarter, home to the wealthiest members of the Martial merchant class.†

p. 95.3

Barbarians from the borderlands lay beside Martial soldiers.†

p. 150.8

A silver-haired Martial with a soldier's build—the captain, I assume—is overseeing a group of Plebeians and Scholar slaves stacking boxes of cargo.†

p. 165.7

But the merchant has clearly done his time in the Martial army because after only a moment, he nods.†

p. 165.9

For once, I'm thankful for the severity of Martial discipline.†

p. 166.8

When Darin was fifteen, he fell from a tree while trying to draw Scholars working a Martial orchard.†

p. 171.9

If anyone can survive a Martial interrogation, it's him.†

p. 172.1

A Martial man comes through the narrow back door, looking more like a river pirate than a blacksmith.†

p. 173.5

I'm so thrown off that I forget he's a Martial.†

p. 173.8

I forget that this is a hallucination, that I'm in a Martial forge with a murderous-looking blacksmith yards away.†

p. 174.7

Somewhere in the city, my brother suffers in a Martial prison.†

p. 176.8

Thought he was a Martial collaborator.†

p. 219.6

No Martial would give up its secrets to a Scholar.†

p. 220.5

Darin excusing himself when Nan and Pop discussed the most recent Martial raids, fists clenched.†

p. 220.8

The young man is tall as a Martial, with broad shoulders and sun-gold arms that gleam in the lantern-light.†

p. 251.2

After that, I break into an apothecary for willadonna, a physician's staple that, when pressed into an oil, dilates the pupils wide enough for a Martial to pass as a Scholar or Tribesman for an hour or two.†

p. 258.2

A raid—a Martial raid.†

p. 267.2

Martial raid!†

p. 267.4

We make our way north and east through the catacombs, stopping only to avoid passing Martial patrols.†

p. 270.3

With his mask on and the walls of Blackcliff rising around him, Veturius is every inch the Martial soldier.†

p. 272.8

Some sick Martial game I don't yet understand?†

p. 284.7

I'd never make a Martial blade again.†

p. 286.7

The girl isn't even a Martial.†

p. 313.3

After refusing to help an innocent girl who hadn't done anything wrong except be born a Scholar instead of a Martial?†

p. 319.8

At my parents for dying and my brother for apprenticing himself to a Martial.†

p. 370.1

ffe's a Martial.†

p. 371.1

Then kneel now and swear fealty, for we, the Augurs, name Marcus Antonius Farrar Emperor, he who was Foretold, High Commander of the Martial Army, lmperator Invictus, Overlord of the Realm.†

p. 391.2

Emperor, he who was Foretold, High Commander of the Martial Army, Imperator Invictus, Overlord of the Realm.†

p. 392.3

Mystified by the fact that a Martial holy woman wants, for some reason, to help me, I'm stunned into silence.†

p. 397.1

So I sent you to Blackcliff with an even more impossible task: Find me a secret entrance into the most well-guarded, heavily fortified Martial fort outside of Kauf Prison.†

p. 405.1

No skills to survive a country swarming with Martial patrols.†

p. 407.9

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