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After over two years, I have finally finished Zōēā’s seventh story, the crucial link between her previous stories and those to come.
This story starts at the precise moment “A Duel of Drakes” ends, so you may want to read that first.
Posted by SandvichMan 4 years ago Report
Oh my god, yes! Thank you so much, you never knew how long I’ve waited for this moment!
Btw, sorry if I sounded rude just now.
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Posted by IvesBentonEaton 4 years ago Report
No worries. I'm several paragraphs into the next story, "A Snake and Her Girl", and should have a sequel to "Dick" finished in the not-too-distant future.
Of course, this story and those two were about where they were for months and months, too. Sometimes the writing just…goes away. :/
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Posted by 1ring42 4 years ago Report
Its good to see you back!
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Posted by IddlerItaler 7 months ago Report
I like the description of Spellkeep. Some scenery porn along with the regular porn doesn't hurt. :^) Well, there wasn't a lot of porn in this chapter, but Onawella teasing Zōēā about her oncoming fate was rather erotic. I love me a good gloating villainess, even if she got thwarted in moments.
Rat people are cute. I assume hraat is the name of their species? It's curious how Atolha's first line is in broken speech, while she speaks more eloquently at the dinner afterwards. Maybe the panic had sabotaged her language skills, or she had a better translation or eloquency spell cast on her off-screen.
That lucky rod makes me think back to last chapter's afterword, where step 3 involved Zōēā getting lucky and summoning 3 arrowhawks.
“Your mother may be the only person more loquacious than mine.” That's a pretty cold line on Drandel's part, considering how worried sick and distressed both mother and daughter must've been after getting no news about each other for so long, and the recent events. "Your mother just gave me a list of everyone who died in your tribe. Boy, she sure is talkative!"
Huh, so the answer to what had caused the disappearances was a horde of mind-controlled black slimes. This is a fun coincidence since in one of my stories the protagonist ran into an elven tribesman and saved him from a black slime which they then fought together.
Just casually walking back from the Velnes to Spellkeep... Zoea made quite the progression.
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Posted by IvesBentonEaton 7 months ago Report
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Posted by IddlerItaler 7 months ago Report
Fair enough about Drandel's line. I imagined it was a "powerful wizard disconnected from mortal woes" type of deal rather than a hint he was secretly evil or something.
Ah, yep, that's the name, black pudding. I also used that statblock in the game I ran. They hit pretty hard, enough to one-shot a basic tribal warrior, but lack any ranged counter so they'd be pretty easy pickings for a dragon. I gave them a ranged attack in the form of them spitting out the bones of their preys as if they were projectiles - it still wasn't enough to give the players any real trouble as they pelted the slime from the skies, but it added the risk that a lucky hit could break the concentration on their flight spell and send them plummeting...
About walking, I was talking about the return scene with Zōēā alone. The way it was written seemed to hint that Zōēā didn't bring a horse, and that those were still in the stables at the time Onawella's trap sprung. "She was content to walk rather than fly in bird form; she welcomed the time to think. {...} Her thoughts were interrupted by a cry for help. It came from the stables just outside of Spellkeep, where Langōval’s and Zōēā’s horses were being kept. {...} She got a long coil of rope and brought her horse, Lēawilnoth, out of her stall"
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Posted by IvesBentonEaton 7 months ago Report
If you recall from “Talk to the Animals”; she doesn’t really need a horse; Langōval got it for her and she didn’t want to spurn his gift. (The horse did come in handy for carrying Būshān—snakes aren’t terribly fast—until she got too big.) But when a druid gets to 8th level, they can pretty much stay in wild shape all day, so she could just travel in eagle form, which is faster than riding.
The walk wasn’t to travel, of course: it was to have some time to herself and think. She could have flown out in eagle form to some nice place outside of Spellkeep and walked back thinking from there. I didn’t feel the itinerary was necessary; it was only needful to establish that she was (seemingly) alone and outside of Spellkeep.
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