The title says it all, really.
I have not been good to you, my patrons, this is especially true when you consider the fact that you guys are the one supporting my work. That's the clinker. You're not just supporting me, but also my work and let's call a spade a spade. I have not been working, let's not even talk about the patreon rewards.
I wish there was something I could say. Some reason I could give that wouldn't ring hollow. As much as my life has be...
2018-08-06 18:04:43 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Thirty-two: Dungeon Plan
The plan was simple. He was a dungeon, a living mystic realm that lured in creatures with the intention of devouring them or adding them to his ranks. His growth depended entirely on his prey. So, why not up their calibre? Instead of letting every Tom, Dick and Harry into his dungeon why not make it so only individuals with a certain tier of power would dare. Quantity was a quality of its own, true, but it was no excuse to not seek better th...
2018-07-04 04:16:27 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Thirty-one: Defenders, Elite and Guardians
Brandr had been staring at his Dungeon Management interface for a long time, his mind deliberating the merits of several different plans. Dungeon creatures, he had learned, were dived into three different categories; defenders, elite defenders and floor guardians. At least, that was what his blue panels said. Thorn, however, was telling him something different. From what he knew, the dungeon monsters were divided thusly; or...
2018-07-04 04:10:12 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Seventeen: Lady Bloodworth's Gamble
Lillian Bloodworth flew slowly through the air, her old form an insignificant speck in a sky set aflame by the setting of the sun. She sighed at its beauty. It was a sight that never got old. The reds, oranges and golds that dyed the sky and clouds were like an expansive flame. As someone who had drawn from this very phenomenon for her techniques, the Queen of Flames felt very connected to it.
It was a strange habit bu...
2018-06-17 02:45:52 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Thirty: Progress Report
Dungeon sickness. That's what adventurers called it. A more apt term would be dungeon corruption or mana contamination. A dungeon was a living domain, yes. However, it was also everything in that domain; mana, creatures, features and items. The mana of the world did not exist within a dungeon, only its own. All foreign creature or substances had to withstand this invasive mana or their own reserves would end up contaminated and their bodies c...
2018-06-14 21:33:07 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-nine: Home and Haven
The sprites were gathered around their new home. The faerythorn stood tall and beautiful in front of them. The tree was magnificent. It stood eight metres tall with branches that stretched out to make it broader than it was tall. As such, the crown was huge, starting only three metres from the bottom. This made the trunk look relatively short albeit thick. Already, it flowered sprouting spotless white flowers and bright red berries.  ...
2018-06-14 11:17:23 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Sixteen: Pointed Questions
"Five", Valerian repeated, struggling to wrap his head around the revelation. How could there be five? A legacy apprentice was a final apprentice. The person you left your arts, belongings and dreams to. The legacy apprentice was the person to inherit his or her master's cultivation. How could there be five?
"What is going on?" he asked Sweetrot. His suddenly sharp.
"How am I supposed to know?" the dark youth said with a small ...
2018-06-13 16:46:52 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-eight: The Faeryhaven
Lindrea's eyes bugged out as she stared at the dungeon core.
"You did this?" she asked. "Why?"
The normally placid faery maid was beside herself in worry and confusion. She could not imagine why anyone would do such a thing. Faerythorns were not like other plants. They needed special care and attention. If they were not grown right they would never sync well with the magics of the fae who lived in them. The faerie charm...
2018-06-13 10:24:32 +0000 UTC
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Hello everyone!
Here's another update on BK II's cover. Honestly, I think the artist has done a fantastic job. Valerian looks so imposing.
Of course, I'll have him lighten it a bit but I'm not too sure about the hands. Should I have him reduce the clawed look (size) and instead impose a golden out...
2018-06-06 04:05:06 +0000 UTC
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Sorry about that last flake. I sort of jumped the gun a bit last time (how unlike me). My hardwon success in writing that one chapter and my eagerness to get back to work might have gotten the better of me at the time. I should have seen that coming. So I took a few steps back and put some work in. Took my time to rebuild a good enough stock of chapters too. Then, I put out a call for proofreaders. Yeah...old sinisterSonnet can no longer spare the time.
I've got one eager volunteer alrea...
2018-06-06 03:57:36 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-seven: Faerythorn
Lindrea stared at the sprout and was pleased to feel it respond, trying to grow towards her and the nourishment she was providing. Smiling, she corrected it, making it grow upright. Beside her, Bellwhispers outlined his new grand design featuring far more artistic fancies than usual. Together, they created their new faery haven.
This faerythorn was unlike any she had ever worked with but then again this one had been 'enhanced' by their...
2018-06-03 22:52:38 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Fifteen: Meetings
Hearing about Marrbisi did nothing to prepare you for seeing it. Valerian found himself leaning out of the window of his carriage, staring at the academy gates. Strapping's had a reputation for excellence but the stories surrounding Marrbissi were something else. They made the place seem all but mythical. It was the first ranked institution in the kingdom, better than the other top five combined. The birthplace of geniuses. The only school to recei...
2018-06-03 21:54:16 +0000 UTC
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Hello guys,
Here's the first sketch of the cover of HoGW BL II: Nestling!
What do you think of it?
I think it's pretty good for a first sketch. Though, I'd rather the wings be bigger and that the spikes on Valerian's shoulders were three instead of one to better match the description in the book. The artist has noted this down and will make sure they feature in the next version.
If you got a similar gripe or simply have something to suggest let me know and I'll pass them on t...
2018-05-04 13:39:19 +0000 UTC
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I have rewritten this a dozen times, even to the extent of having multiple versions of this at one point. All, as you might have guessed, to explain where I have been, what I have been up to and why the releases dried up.
Of course, the answers to these questions is something those of you on the discord server know most of this already. I went to my dad's place for Easter and ended up in a place without cell reception or internet access. That part was alright actually. It was only...
2018-05-04 12:05:47 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-six: Unrestrained Thoughts
Brandr scanned his skills carefully, constantly referring to his world link for clarification. [Dungeon Perception] was what let him sense and see anything that happened in his domain and [Terrain Management] was let him control and shape it. He had just figured out [Insight] and [Creation], as well as its sub-skills, were self-explanatory. [Ether-Mana Conversion] and Mana-manipulation were the same only he was unsure where or w...
2018-05-03 08:00:01 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-five: Flavour Text and Skills
Ring of Celadhir | Rank C | Durability 12%
Faelord Celadhir was an oddity in life and a footnote in death. The son of a brownie king and a dryad, he was originally born a gille dubh. For a time, he was the defender of his father's woods but he tired of this and began to wander the wilds in search of adventure. His feats eventually numbered enough that he ascended to the rank of forest lord but soon afte...
2018-03-25 08:02:45 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-four: Needs of the Fae
"Do you now understand why I had you stay back and leave it to them?" he asked the sprite lord beside him.
Thorn looked at his master. The dungeon core was growing rapidly. Already, it twenty centimetres. Even as he came up with an answer to the question, he wondered how much longer it would take before he surpassed him.
"Yes! I think I do."
"You might have protected them but you also gave rise to a shadow in...
2018-03-25 05:55:46 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-three: The Secret Ace
The fire pit was filled with metre tall flames. It had been burning for an hour now, with its flames being constantly tended to by an entire commune of willing sprites. Every sprite would go to its edge and toss armfuls of tinder grass to feed the blaze. Brandr had already informed them that their adversary was dead. He had received the notification when it happened, however, they still continued. It was almost a kind of minor pilgri...
2018-03-19 16:16:41 +0000 UTC
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Part II: Marrbissi Academy
Intro
A young Daemon went up to its mother. "Ma, why must I leave?" it asked.
Growling softly, its mother told it, "You have to leave, heart of mine. Verre is a big place and you must find your place in it. You can't do that if you remain here."
"Can't I do that here?" Her child asked.
"Not if you want the best" she informed it. "The mountain is ours, chil...
2018-03-16 04:05:40 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Fourteen: The Problem with Blood
Valerian leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes. After reading all through the night, he could now see why Vorm considered this a waste of time. Tapagm's Blessing, Curse or whatever it was could not be undone, modified or transferred. Fearing that his family might be exploited or that his hard work might be stolen or copied, their ancestor sealed it into their bloodline, razed his research stations and destroyed all his not...
2018-03-16 04:05:36 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-two: Fire Pit
Proudsprout was not the only sprite attacking. He was just the first to reach the target. His considerably larger mana pool and physical parameters put him above the rest but not so far that they were unable to catch up and catch up they did. The battle between Makas and the troll and the sprite warriors was on. Ignoring the scale, there was little difference between the fight going on and a clash between a dog and a hornets' nest. However, ...
2018-03-13 22:54:49 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Thirteen: Blood Rites
"What did he do?" Valerian asked his uncle.
Vorm snorted. "Something that's equal parts brilliant and dumb."
The magistrate cut in. "What your uncle is trying to say is that Tapagm created the blood rites. It was to be a solution to the problems of the Bargdarna by ridding them of the physical weaknesses and eliminating their dreaded family disease."
Vorm could not hold in another snort. "At least it was", he began. ...
2018-03-13 22:54:23 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty-one: Proudsprout
Brandr watched the malevenomous serpent bite the troll. Those things really deserved their names. They were rank 3 creatures and products or perhaps, the product of the first gu vat. There had been only one at first but thanks to his dungeon abilities he was able to create more using that one as the template. The costs of doing so was outrageously expensive but well worth it in his opinion.
Every single thing about the serpent...
2018-03-13 05:42:26 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twelve: The O'be
Valerian was lazying about in bed when he heard voices come close. At first, the only thing that came to his tired mind was a plea that it wasn't his uncle, Richard coming for a spar. Then, his keen ears heard the voice of a completely different uncle. Vorm's loud baritone was surprisingly muted but that was understandable considering that he was engaged in whispers with the magistrate.
Momentarily ignoring his aches and pains, Valerian sa...
2018-03-07 10:26:02 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Eleven: The Steel Heart Mantra
Elder Richard closed his ears to everything Valerian said as he walked to his smithy, leaving the youth to follow behind him with a somewhat disgruntled look. Stepping into the smithy gave Valerian a strong sense of deja vu. It was just like his first visit despite the fact that he had used a different entrance.
The smithy itself was a bit dark. Most of the light came from the furnace which filled the smithy with warm russet ...
2018-03-07 10:25:13 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twenty: Bait
Makas sniffed the air, catching the faerie scent again, causing his mouth to drool. He tried to keep invisible but its charm cloak kept slipping. As he inched forward, tracing the scent, his nose twisted and warped, together with a significant portion of its face. His elfin features were briefly lost as his nose became wide and warty and his skin lost the leaf green for the murky green of pond water but he did not even notice it.
There it was ...
2018-03-05 06:00:00 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Nineteen: Blitzwing Tablet
Skill books. That was the solution. They were the only thing he could rely on to train up the sprites for the upcoming battle. From the description Thorn had given, they appeared to be this world's version of certain crystals and talismans cultivators in his world had used. They had an internal matrix that held information and was capable of transferring it directly into the minds of those who used them.
Brandr was uncomfortable ...
2018-03-05 06:00:00 +0000 UTC
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I'm sorry. I was hoping to add another chapter, HoGW this time (The Steel Heart Mantra), as a bonus but SinisterSonnet hasn't gotten that back to me yet. Rather than delay the releases anymore, I'll give you these now and if I don't hear from 'Sonnet I'll publish the other one as is. Warning: It'll be uncut.
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Chapter Eighteen: Dungeon Defense
At the...
2018-02-27 12:12:05 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Ten: Lessons With The Smith
O’be. The word meant ‘chew’ in the ancient language of the plains. It was a word that had haunted Valerian for years. It was always there, often unsaid and even when spoken it was mostly whispered. He was unsure when he first heard it but he remembered when he first asked about it and the look of panic that came over Jonas' face. Every family had its secrets and the magistrate’s household held more than most. The matter of the...
2018-02-27 12:10:26 +0000 UTC
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Hello Patrons,
This is the start of something new. Starting today, every week I'll put up a short post concerning upcoming features if there are any. Weekly goals and a short assessment of how the previous week went. I will also be answering questions and generally going over things with you guys.
This new move, in addition to things, like our increasing number of lore packets is me trying to give you a greater perception of the things happening backstage so to speak. Right now, it...
2018-02-27 11:57:43 +0000 UTC
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