build: fixing the package-lock.json

chapters/chapter-01.md

@@ -17,7 +17,7 @@ She stared at him for a moment, then grabbed one of the mugs. "Dicks?"
 
 It took a moment for the scent of tea to penetrate the fog of waking up and realize he was referencing her sore hip. "You know me, I would let any of those guys between my legs. No, Maril's damn boots fell out of the netting and I was too cold to move. Spent the entire night with those steel toes digging into my hip and my tits crushed against one of the crates."
 
-Raol patted her shoulder and then grinned. "Want me to rub anything?"
+Roal patted her shoulder and then grinned. "Want me to rub anything?"
 
 She look at him for a long count before giving him a sweet smile. "Not unless I can cut your balls off in trade."
 

language.json

@@ -0,0 +1,10 @@
+{
+	"knownWords": [
+		"Dupren",
+		"Graif",
+		"Kormar",
+		"Maril's",
+		"Ralisman",
+		"Roal"
+	]
+}