Fresh stands there, holding her hair out of her eyes as she stares out over the ocean. The sea-winds pressing against her face throw her long, sun-bleached golden strands around behind her. Ships move across the horizon. Large, wooden vessels with giant sheeted-sails. She and Shamrock are standin...
2021-09-23 18:23:02 +0000 UTC View Post“Demon-king, huh?” asks Sister, listening as Alleluia finishes explaining their story. “Sounds like the outside world really blows these days.” it sighs. “It used to be better, you know?” it asks.
Alleluia nods. “My husband told me. He used to be alive then too.”<...
2021-09-22 18:43:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe four of them, after unloading the rest of the cart and storing the boxes inside of their room, had then washed up and essentially all fell asleep into a newly formed heap like that one. Any serious talks that were left to be had were postponed for another time, as this talk had already been e...
2021-09-22 16:37:47 +0000 UTC View PostFresh falls down onto the single bed inside of their room in the eastern adventurer’s guild, landing on the pillow face-first. The bed sits tucked into the back-right wall, like the one in their original room in the northern guild. She has arrived here first and by right of conquest, the bed is...
2021-09-21 18:59:11 +0000 UTC View Post“It makes me sick, you know?” asks the odd figure, lurching closer towards Canta with odd, janky and quickly snapping movements that only ever appear together with the vibrating sensation of the strong heartbeat, that Canta can feel down in his feet, coming into his body through the ground. I...
2021-09-20 17:43:48 +0000 UTC View PostThis is a subject matter that Fresh not only wasn’t expecting in the least, but also has literally zero experience with. So, taken aback by the barkeeper’s direct request for her help with such a thing, she simply doesn’t really know what to say, in all honesty and just kind of stares at he...
2021-09-20 10:32:07 +0000 UTC View PostHello everyone, we've reached our first membership goal and a huge milestone of 100+ patrons! Thank you all so much for your continued support! *-*
As such, I will be increasing the DIS chapter backlog from 10 to 15 chapters and commissioning a cute picture of Fresh!
They run out into the carriage-house, full of empty carts and carriages. Thankfully, the other anqas here seem to be asleep in their pens and aren’t looking at Fresh. “Get back on the cart!” barks Jubilee at Basil, who is already untying Thyme from his reins. “We’re leaving. Now!” the...
2021-09-19 17:55:56 +0000 UTC View PostFresh stares out of the cart in wide-eyed bewilderment, as the desert wind, carrying a circulating heat, pushes against her face as they ride into the city. The wide open road quickly tightens up, as they enter past a giant gate, adorned with two westward facing statues on the outside of it. Both...
2021-09-18 09:10:32 +0000 UTC View PostCanta exhales, lifting his torso body upwards, his hands are locked behind his head. His breath leaves him, visible in the cold air present outside now here in the empty night of the far, north-western region of the world. He lowers himself back down, getting ready for another repetition of sit-u...
2021-09-17 18:21:19 +0000 UTC View PostThe desert is hot.
Fresh lays there, splayed out over the bench of the cart and several boxes, her right leg is kicked up one way and her arms dangling the other, swaying limply as the cart rolls on down the road, as if she were already dead. She has given up fanning herself with...
2021-09-17 08:52:17 +0000 UTC View PostIt is the morning of the next day.
The cart continues rolling eastward, now at a slow and steady pace. The fun, jovial nature that the trip has had up until now is gone. Rather, everyone seems to sit in awkward silence in their usual spots. Fresh, not wanting to be in the back ha...
2021-09-16 07:50:01 +0000 UTC View PostI made really good tables for this story, but they of course look like garbage on patreon. Sigh.
Chapter 1 has been updated, but only some cosmetic changes. https://www.patreon.com/posts/56001034
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2021-09-15 15:14:24 +0000 UTC View Post“We should just go,” whispers Alleluia in a hushed whisper as she holds the two large, greasy barrels over her shoulders, staining the fabric of her dress with leaking human-fat that had been collected during likely several ‘harvesting’ processes. Canta shushes her, looking around the nex...
2021-09-15 13:32:51 +0000 UTC View PostThe cart, entirely quiet and void of any voices, rolls to a stop a while later, their tempo having slowed now after they lost the wolves. Basil looks back at everyone and then jumps off, going to the panting anqa to lavish it with praise for its hard work and to check on its condition. Fresh gets...
2021-09-15 09:40:45 +0000 UTC View PostIt is late at night, shortly before midnight.
“I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO INTO THE FOREST!” shouts Jubilee as the cart thunders down the road. Fresh flinches, covering her head instinctively with one hand, even though she isn’t the one being yelled at. Her other hand holds on to ...
2021-09-14 18:37:12 +0000 UTC View PostIt is several days later.
It turns out that his theory about the lizard-demons was correct.
Alleluia stands by the door of their room in the adventurer’s guild, pressing her shoulder against it, as furious fists hammer on it from the other side. “Honey! What ...
2021-09-13 14:26:26 +0000 UTC View PostA heavy wind pushes through the open cart, the breeze following the flow of the open road as it surges along the way, like water through a channeling basin. Fresh feels her hair blowing to the side, as the calming breeze moves over her face, heading down the road that they themselves had come fro...
2021-09-13 09:51:26 +0000 UTC View PostThe next morning is surprisingly mild-weathered, in comparison with the quickly passed storm of the previous night. Fresh is deeply relieved that those unfortunately-timed, heavy clouds left just as quickly as they had come. Now, the cart is rolling again along the wet road, water and a bit of mu...
2021-09-12 08:33:16 +0000 UTC View Post“Hey! Hey! What’s this?” asks the fairy from the back of the cart. They had been flying around it the entire time. Fresh turns her head and then yelps, flailing her hands as she jumps back at the sight of the dead snake. A group of fairies has carried it inside the cart.
Ju...
2021-09-11 14:41:29 +0000 UTC View PostTags: Crafting, Mystery, LitRPG, Fantasy, Progression, Base/Guild-building, Pact with a diety
[I accidentally hit on the evil owl-god and now we're making a guild together]
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Living in the big city is really ve...
2021-09-10 15:56:51 +0000 UTC View PostSo far, so good. Nothing seems out of the ordinary just yet, well, apart from this entire city in and of itself, but that’s a different matter. It’s been a week since they had arrived, but Canta still spares wary, lizard-eyed glances at every passing shadow and silhouette. But nobody has trie...
2021-09-10 15:01:33 +0000 UTC View Post“Look, see?” asks Basil as she holds out the crushed, wet leaves in her hands. A deeply floral, sharp smell fills the inside of the cart, which is once more parked by the side of the road. It is the morning of the next day and they have stopped for a few minutes, because Basil saw some useful...
2021-09-10 10:10:09 +0000 UTC View PostThe wooden boxes in the cart rattle as they move along the road, which they have decided to take after all. Jubilee seemed untrusting of this plan, but the convenience of such easy travel seems to outweigh any potential risks in their mind. Fresh keeps herself busy by playing games with the fairi...
2021-09-09 18:11:25 +0000 UTC View Post“Right!” shouts Canta, ducking to the side. A metal foot flies over his head, leading up to a dry crack which rings out through the air, as the skeleton is shattered into a thousand pieces. All of them fly across the landscape, smashing into the many rocks that surround them. After a few days...
2021-09-08 18:33:38 +0000 UTC View PostFresh stands out on the balcony and stares out over the city. It’s time.
All four of them know it and so, all four of them stand there in silence, staring out over the world which stretches on before them, nigh-boundlessly. The houses which dot the mountain are all open and the...
2021-09-08 10:02:45 +0000 UTC View PostSeveral days have come to pass, each consecutive one seemingly shorter than the last and the nights feel much the same.
Excitedly, the children run around the store every day, much to Jubilee’s annoyance and constantly line themselves up and ask when the four of them are leavin...
2021-09-07 16:00:39 +0000 UTC View PostThe two of them have been staying in the ruined city for a few days now, having found an old house outside of the large dungeon-gate, which stands in the center of the ruins. The furniture has all long since rotted and broken away, the windows long since crumbled and shattered by time and the ele...
2021-09-06 19:01:16 +0000 UTC View PostFresh leans her forehead to the side. Shamrock obliges and dabs her sweaty face with the cloth that he’s holding. “Thanks, Shamrock,” says Fresh, continuing the last of the work on the bunk-beds. In essence, she just added an iron and wooden frame to the three of their beds and then had Sha...
2021-09-06 10:18:16 +0000 UTC View Post“Come on, chop, chop,” barks Jubilee at Shamrock as he passes by and heads out of the front-door with several boxes in his hands. He spares a glance down to Jubilee, opting not to say anything as he loads the contents into the tiny half-carriage. Dried provisions, materials, blankets, a...
2021-09-05 18:54:02 +0000 UTC View Post