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Brewer King 42

San awoke with a headache. His body was stiff and he was cold once more. The drafty room he lay in didn’t provide much comfort, but for the time being it was safe. He had returned Densa to the temple, their interaction with the Hesna Cult had left them both exhausted and in pain. She had left him and he had made his way back to the apartment, only to find that Pavano had been quick in getting Endaha and the others out of there.

Lost and confused, San had made his way to the...

Brewer King 41

San knocked on the apartment door, still perturbed by Panchavi’s appearance. The Landed crime boss knew far too much about San and the others. That put the Exonaris family in danger, as he understood that Panchavi was hurting for money and even if it was a lie, he would try to obtain what he could from those he claimed owed him.

Pavano would know where to go. The old man was wily and clever.

The door creaked open, with Azios standing there, crossbow in hand.

“San!” he ...

Brewer King 40

As Esomir Sol Suvanis lead Densa, San, and other officials to his father’s rooms, San wondered about the Powers he had. He didn’t have much time to ponder wha the Powers or Levels were doing to him. They made him stronger, faster, and more resilient, but did they also change his mind?

He had been a fearful man before coming to this world. A general anxiety about the world, about his place in it, and how failure at his business my mean ruin for him and his family. Yet in t...

Brewer King 39

“Azios, hold up!” San called, but the boy was already gone.

“Fool, boy,” Pavano muttered.

The pair rushed off after the boy, pushing through the crowds and getting glares and curses tossed their way. San pushed out of the crowd, nearly stumbling as he left the stream of people moving down the street.

Pavano was nowhere to be seen and a slight panic bubbled up, but San pushed it away. A mental map of the city and areas he had traversed formed in his mind. H...

Brewer King 38

San awakened, confused and disorientated by his surroundings, or lack of surroundings. Darkness enveloped him, no lights, no sounds of vehicles, and none of the white noise of the fan that Mary always insisted on keeping on. Still air was bad air, she’d always say. Therefore she had kept a fan on, even during the coldest of winter nights.

He was cold, but it wasn’t a painful or hard kind of cold, it just was. It permeated the darkness and he could feel it prickling at his...

Brewer King 37

“She’ll not bite, lad,” Pavano said as San stood by the entryway.

The world seemed to be holding its breath. The sounds of the busy street outside was muted, the cold wind blowing down the street lost its bite, and San could feel the thundering of his heart as his hand hovered over the latch to the apartment that Pavano had rented for Endaha and the children.

He had faced monsters and creatures of horror, but now he couldn’t move. Another man’s wife, another m...

Apologies, Folx

First of all, my apologies. I’ve just ghosted everyone and haven’t been keeping up my end of this bargain we’ve all made.

I have this belief that writing such as this, in a serialized format and on a nearly daily basis, requires momentum to keep it chugging along. The first kink that arose was my mismanaging of the story IDGM, I did not like how it was going and what I was doing on it. So, I figured I’d back off a bit and try to hammer out what the issues I had with the story. 2021-03-01 17:55:57 +0000 UTC View Post

Tender

A bit of IDGM fix.  Still working on fixing the story. Been a little under the weather.

Brewer King 36

Clothing was an indication of status and San’s status was that of a foreign savage. His tattered winter coat and trousers given to him in Forest River had seen better days. Between the hard traveling and fights against inhuman monsters, the leather coat and pants were on their last legs. San still had an extra pair of trousers in his gear, but he had been whisked away from Densa’s Senta Temple before he could grab a change of clothing.

As he was technically working for the Sol Suvan...

Brewer King 35

San groaned as he opened his eyes. A foul sourness filled his mouth and his head was pounding with every beat of his heart. He groaned again and saw the beam of sunlight playing across his tattered coat.

Sunlight? San lay back his head, resting on something soft. What had happened? He remembered going to the fight club with Elgava and Bostarion, meeting Saggaris and then Densa, and then… nothing.

The familiar taste of alcohol and hangover were old friends. San lay the...

Brewer King 34

Attempting to find Pavano and the Exonaris family within White Tower at night was a near impossible task. It wasn’t that the city was a sprawling place, it was actually fairly condensed, with homes, warehouses, and workshops all tightly packed within three story building that towered everywhere.

The city reminded San of the denser parts of Seattle, but without the wide streets and with a bit more foulness to the air. A world without refrigeration and limited washing and was...

IDGM - Maya

Just a bit of a sketch to help ease the hiatus pain.  I do enjoy drawing and such, but haven’t had much time recently to do so.  As they say, use it or lose it... or get really bad at it.

IDGM Hiatus

For the last few weeks i've been struggling with writing IDGM, I know where i want to go with the story, but I seem to be doing it in the wrong way.  I enjoy the story and I'm not discontinuing it, but i need a few days to hammer out where i've been going wrong in the writing. 

What I've seen is that I've been doing a little too much... telling and not showing, too many unnecessary dialogue ad things that aren't really pushing the plot forward.  it feels as if I'm just sp...

Brewer King 33

“I am Histoa! Explosive Mage of White Tower and the Barony of Sol Suvanis!” the Mage declared at the guards manning the entrance into White Tower.

The thick gates had been closed by the time they reached the city, and a dozen guards had set up a small camp outside of the walls. They all looked tired and worn, their armor dirty and their demeanor sliding toward sour.

San watched as they rolled their eyes and glanced at one another.

“You don’t look like a Mage,” one ...

B3-33 - Missiles and Warlocks

Maya chewed chocolate bar as she watched the Tarvana begin hustling toward the Hangy. She frowned at the sight, seeing that they were still wholeheartedly determined to snuff her and Bad Blood out. She had hoped the fliers and the destruction of their logistics lines would force some cooler heads to prevail. The problem with fanatics was their fanaticism.

“We’re as ready as we’ll ever be,” Hanna said as she entered the room Maya had deemed the War Room. It was filled ...

Brewer King 32

San scooped up water from the low flowing creek. Brittle ice cracked under the bronze pot and the rounded rocks of on the creaked scratched the metal. Brown tinged water flowed into the pot and San pulled it out.

He looked to the sky, the thin clouds didn’t hold anything that looked like a storm, but they still bothered him. It was odd, he thought, that the weather was so much on his mind these days. He had arrived in winter in this world over a month ago but now it was truly setting ...

B3- 32 - Promise of Blue Skies

Slayer of Tarvana

You’ve either got a serious hate on for one particular species or you just happened upon a fair number of them to farm EXP, either way. You’ve killed a lot…

+ 1 Foundation

+ 2 Physical Strength

Maya stared at the message like it was a rebuke from the System. She lifted her hand to wipe away the message, but stopped herself. Slayer titles only dropp...

Brewer King 31

San awoke to the chill of the morning light. He stared at the stone ceiling above him, it was painted with scenes of men battling ebony and crimson monstrosities. Soldiers wearing armor and mages lit up in green light casting spells. He hadn’t noticed them the night before, all his focus had been on the dead, the blood, and the creature…

Pain stabbed his head as he tried to finish the thought. It was like a recently removed tooth, a pain that throbbed and ached, and a sense that som...

B3-31 - Glow on the Horizon

Planning and organization for an extended trek across the rainbow sky hellscape had not been a thing that the Tarvana did often. Their world, accord to Bad Blood, was only a few hundred square kilometers they called the Motherland. That is where they were born, died, and added to the biomass that the Mother used to create different forms of the Tarvana.

Maya peered down at the crawling resupply convoy. It was about ten thousand Tarvana, pushing, pulling, and carrying loads of...

Brewer King 30

San walked along a sidewalk, the sounds of traffic filled the air and the chilled humid air blew through his light coat. He felt a figure pressed against him, leaning in against the cold and against the wind, or maybe just wanting to be close to him.

“It’s cold,” Mary said.

“It’s not that bad,” San replied. “It’s not even cloudy.” He pointed up to the sunny sky, but this late in November the air was cold and even the sunny skies didn’t do more than m...

B3-30 - Mother's Claws

Nope, Maya thought. I’m not going to see the System because I’m not about to friggin’ die just yet!

Pain was the surest sign that you had just fucked up, according to Pops Sullivan. Maya was in pain and she knew she had fucked up. It was a simple thing called vetting all the damn Tarvana that Bad Blood had decided to bring to her ship and into her most sacred of places, the Hanganathorie.

I just trust people way too much, Maya thought. There was ...

Brewer King 29

“Put out the fire,” San hissed. Elgava and the others looked at him like he was insane. Pivane was still recovering from nearly getting hypothermia and Elgava was heating up another pot of tea. “Now.”

Putting out a fire that was keeping the howling wind and freezing cold at bay wasn’t an easy task. It was built high and they had to waste the water they had melted upon it. The hissing steam and smoke sent everyone coughing until Bostarion told them to shut up.

...

B3-29 - High General’s Summons

The screaming of metal, machinery, and the cursing of men and women filled the Dock as Maya opened a doorway into it. The stench of hot oil, gasoline, smoke, and other exhausts filled the air. Orders were being shouted, announcements were being called out via intercoms that now worked, and officers and engineers roamed the area, yelling, pointing, or checking lists.

Maya stood there for a while taking the sight in. Sixty vessels filled the Dock that had been created in the Ca...

Brewer King 28

Dawn arrived none too soon. San wearily looked out of the tunnel they were hidden within and scanned the cavern that was still bathed in mostly darkness, but with enough light now that the roof was shredded that it made seeing much easier.

San stared at the hole in the roof. Before it had been merely a large circular opening, allowing in a bit of snow and light, but after that iridescent creature had escaped, the roof was now a wide and jagged opening that showed a brilliant patch of tu...

Feb 2021

Hey all. 

it's Feb. we made it one month into the new year. yay. 

I'd like to thank all the peeps who have been supporting me and my efforts at writing these stories, IDGM and Brewer King. I'm glad you've been enjoying the tales and I hope you continue doing so.  thank you all so much for your patronage. 

In other news, I've finally begun drawing the cover for Brewer King. I mean I could have months ago, but everyone now associates the hot pink cover with...

B3-28 - Soldiers

The screaming of a woman caught Mathias Navarro’s attention. He snapped around, his axe raised and ready to strike. A woman stared up at him, clutching a child. She was yelling something to him, but he didn’t understand her. She looked at him in horror, no she wasn’t looking at him. Navarro turned to see a creature out of a nightmare crest the remnants of a shattered wall.

Blood drenched the odd chitinous armor that covered its body, still fresh and dripping. The beast ...

Brewer King 27

“We really can’t get out through these tunnels,” San said as he shoved against the blockage of rocks and debris. He dusted the resin off his gauntlets and looked to Elgava who stood with a torch in hand.

“We’re fucked,” she said.

“Not entirely,” San exited the tunnel, looking up toward the hole in the roof. “We could climb out through there.”

“There’s about fifty feet from the floor to the roof, foreigner. Unless you can jump that high.”

“I ...

B3-27 - Cowboy

“They’re not dead,” Marcus stated.

Maya looked at her younger brother. The usual marks of exhaustion, lack of proper hygiene, and the general lack of food showed on him. His clothing was a mix of civilian and military, along with some bits of metal strapped to his thighs and upper arms, creating a makeshift armor of sorts.

She could see the stress and pressure that had been on him for the last month. He was skinny, but wiry and harden like leather. His dark eyes peered into ...

Brewer King 26

The cavern began filling with battos, scurrying in from deeper within the nest, arriving at the behest of their keening queen.

“We’re fucked,” Elgava said. She immediately began pulling off the two pistols she carried, setting them on the ground before her and then setting out the crossbow bolts alongside them. She paused and looked at everyone else. “Well, get ready. If we die, we die fighting.”

“I’d rather not die,” San said. He peered throughout the l...

B3-26 - Rammstein

“An army marches on it’s stomach,” Maya said, leaning back in her chair. “Who said that?’

“Patton?” Hanna answered.

“No, seriously. I don’t know who said that,” Maya responded.

“Oh. Yeah, I don’t know much about history, but let me tell you about the wonderful world of chemistry and biology,” Hanna began.

“Sorry, I was making a point here,” Maya sat up straight, looking at the gathered men and women in her privy council, as Hann...