The ground wobbles and shakes as the hissing from beneath the meat, as the screech of the wailing calliope grows louder and louder, as the dungeon shakes. Ruptures begin to tear through the landscape around us, the serene grassy hills now peeling away entirely as the scab is ripped off. As it bur...
2021-01-27 08:45:14 +0000 UTC View PostSomewhat startled, but eliciting a curious response to the question, the priestess moves closer to me with the monk at her side. The laughing monk grabs the wizard and pulls her off of me with some effort, as the fire-caster is struggling and kicking in her attempt to get back to me. Laughing too...
2021-01-26 08:09:35 +0000 UTC View PostThe meaty tendril extending out from the wobbling ground beneath us lunges forward, before I have time to react any further than just pulling back a step and lowering my head. Out of my forward raised eyes, from my lowered gaze, I see the thing fly towards my face. I see the red, gaping meathole ...
2021-01-25 11:54:15 +0000 UTC View PostIt won’t be much longer now anyways, I think to myself as I march down the way. It won’t be much longer until it starts. I’m not dancing and skipping around anymore, I think I’m too tired for that. No, no it’s not that. It’s that I’ve come a little more into the forefront again. The...
2021-01-24 08:08:17 +0000 UTC View Post
Just sharing some quick and dirty sketches for the cover of the secondary story. Looking forward to when it's done so we can go live! First one is a sketch of our new protag Pen, second is just a mockup of the cover posing =)
2021-01-23 09:09:48 +0000 UTC View PostSwiping away the menu with my horn, I sigh a breath of relief, knowing that the charade is about to come to an end. That soon only one color of the rainbow will remain. All of this nonsense, all of this spiel taking place here, it’ll finally come to an end now that the hero-party is here. Out o...
2021-01-23 08:57:40 +0000 UTC View PostAnd so I continue on down the way, down through the cover of the swaying forest. But even here I can’t stop dancing to the tune of the calliope that is ringing out from far off in the distance, from the miller’s mill. The mill never stops turning, never stops spinning and neither does the pla...
2021-01-22 09:07:14 +0000 UTC View PostRainbow light glitters on the bright blue and green grasses around me, which seem to pop left and right as they too follow the motions of the miller’s song. Everything here is bound to it. Everything here has to be beautiful. The grass. The flowers. The trees. Myself. Everything. I keep dancing...
2021-01-21 10:38:38 +0000 UTC View PostAs my rapidly decaying body spirals down into the darkness below, I watch as the silhouette of thief-girl becomes smaller and smaller above me, as I fade into the depths. Her waving arm and her warm, heartfelt smile bid me adieu as the dungeon consumes me once more. The last thing I see before im...
2021-01-20 15:54:55 +0000 UTC View PostAs the hoard vanishes far out of my sight, their silhouettes fading into the darkness of the wood, I feel that lurch in my gut. I feel the dead-light trying to yank me back to the rest of them, trying to draw me back into the swarm of the living dead. But my body can only do so much, my muscles t...
2021-01-19 08:31:04 +0000 UTC View PostThe fight stretches on with neither side making significant progress either way. Every fatal blow that lands on us, every explosion that tears us limb from limb, every pure magical purge of white magic that seeks to erase our darkness from this plane, all of them are made void and null by the cre...
2021-01-18 18:18:17 +0000 UTC View PostThe horde marches forward, ambling out of the darkness together with the creeping streams of the dead-light that sicker along the ground, winding through the blades of midnight-blue grass like serpents on the hunt. All of us crawl together towards the only thing that our thoughts have space for n...
2021-01-17 10:42:07 +0000 UTC View PostSilhouettes move around behind the windows of the cabin as the hero-party gathers inside and collects themselves to listen to the sad tale the graveyard-keeper has to tell. It is like a theater of shadow puppets, which we watch through the golden windows from afar out here in the shelter of the c...
2021-01-16 09:35:57 +0000 UTC View PostMystical tendrils of the moon-glow dead light sicker through the waving boughs of the haunted forest, reaching and extending forward only to always falter and fade back a moment later. Only to dissipate as if they were puffs of smoke that were blown away by a sudden, sharp gust; rejected from goi...
2021-01-15 09:57:56 +0000 UTC View PostThe pale white strings of the moonlight crystal pull me upright into the air, bringing me back up onto my rotting feet and letting me stand tall once again amongst the crumbling, spireing headstones that are aligned before me in broken rows. A cool night-wind gently blows through the world around...
2021-01-14 08:53:08 +0000 UTC View PostFurious white light fills the air, enveloping and consuming everything that I can see; as if the room were flooded in an instant. As if a great wave had risen from the floor and surged through the many shelves, ripping and tearing everything apart from the sheer force of the heavy torrent crashin...
2021-01-13 17:58:41 +0000 UTC View PostA deep nausea overcomes me as I look at the disembodied, bloodied eyes staring up at me from the ground. The two kind, fiery energetic eyes I recognize as belonging to the wizard of the hero-party. What the hell?! Red drips out of me as I look back to the thief who is absolutely giddy. “I know ...
2021-01-12 08:46:16 +0000 UTC View PostWell I can’t say I’m surprised, truth be told I think to myself as I watch the hero-marker enter the map from the stairwell. A moment later a handful of the other familiar markers come into focus as they enter one after the other just behind him. Now obviously, there is an issue at hand here,...
2021-01-11 18:38:34 +0000 UTC View PostHovering out past the pit, I just go in the first direction that seems reasonable to be honest. I suppose the library all looks the same no matter where you go, so this way is as good as any. Before I vanish into the shelves, I take one look back at the dungeon-master behind me still fast asleep ...
2021-01-10 11:11:51 +0000 UTC View PostI fly up higher. Upwards past the shelves in order to get a good overview of the library. Breaching the surface I reach the oddly empty open space that just hovers above where all the shelves come to an end. It makes me uncomfortable in a sense as I see it, the empty. If you spend your life in th...
2021-01-09 09:44:30 +0000 UTC View PostWell. That happened.
I float.
Okay so… the dungeon-master isn’t exactly what I expected. I mean, I’m not disappointed I’m just… I dunno, not as impressed as I thought I would be, you know? I suppose the mental image you have of someone never really stan...
2021-01-08 15:25:17 +0000 UTC View PostUh, I don’t feel so good I think to myself as the wailing elf thrashes me around wildly. The dry library air is terrible for me, the strange somber feeling I have been experiencing here the whole time seems to grow stronger and stronger the more she shakes me, the more of my goo flies away drop...
2021-01-07 08:31:03 +0000 UTC View PostLooking around, I wonder what I should do. I get the feeling that the dungeon-master isn’t going to be as much of a help as I had hoped they would be. They want me to leave the dungeon, but they are also apparently so bored that they’re willing to let me stay here and suffer longer just so th...
2021-01-06 10:39:54 +0000 UTC View PostProbably when this story gets released I'm going to bundle the first 10 chapters each into a double, so the intro will only be 5 chapters then to allow a 'quicker' introduction. My long rambling ways coming back to haunt me again haha
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Two dim, old-wor...
2021-01-05 16:51:52 +0000 UTC View PostAh…
They look at me, somewhat perplexed at my silence.
“What?”
“You’re not what I expected, honestly.” I say looking at the small, dark-haired person, creature, thing with deep eye bags visible beneath their woodland tanned skin that ...
2021-01-05 10:48:16 +0000 UTC View PostWhat an odd place this library is I think to myself as I crawl over the many floating books towards the center of the void. Then again, I suppose it isn’t much weirder than any of the other floors of the dungeon. Heck, it’s probably nicer than most of them if I’m gonna be honest. Sure, it...
2021-01-04 18:21:47 +0000 UTC View PostAs I crawl over the ground I notice that it has an odd quality to it. It’s not like the stone floors of the dungeon, no, it’s more like… more like the grass of the forest. It’s soft, with a hard surface beneath it, just below the cushioned layer. The goo of my body drips down between the ...
2021-01-03 10:04:58 +0000 UTC View PostMustering my resolve I press up the stairs, my oozy body thankfully large enough to move up these steps with ease. No awkward climbing or nudging up bit by bit, no, I basically just gribble my way up them. Gribble is the word I’ve just made up on the spot and am using to describe this particula...
2021-01-02 09:28:07 +0000 UTC View PostI've edited every previous chapter of this story, lots of grammatical stuff, pacing etc
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Pen lets out a frustrated shout through her pursed lips as she grabs hold of the fabric fringe of the bottom of her ragged dress and rips off a large stripe of the dirty, oil an...
2021-01-01 15:33:32 +0000 UTC View PostAlready now I sense new vibrations ringing out from far behind me, from the entrance of the dungeon floor where the hero-party has begun their daily fight to the death with the trash-mobs guarding the entrance stairs they have just descended down. They seem to be in some kind of larger fight. Is ...
2021-01-01 08:24:57 +0000 UTC View Post