A gigantic, two-handed sword made out of orichalcum. It’s extremely heavy, but is resilient and has powerful anti-magical properties. Orichalcum is magic-resistant.
Orichalcum: +6 DMG against enemies with a higher MAX-SOUL than the wielder.
Quality Effect: -6 DMG from all SPELL-DMG
Weight: 6kg
Durability: 199/199
Fresh hums to herself as she stirs the water of the cauldron around with a big stick.
There’s nothing in the water, it’s just water. The cauldron isn’t hot either, so the water isn’t boiling or bubbling or doing anything witchy. She just feels like she needs to stir it because… because that’s just what she needs to do.
It just is what it is.
Swaying with her head from side to side, she continues to hum as she looks up towards the ...
2022-01-16 16:31:04 +0000 UTC View PostDots of white fall down on the other side of the thin glass of the windows, painting the street with a fresh, covering coat which is promptly trodden down flat by the many boots stepping over it, on their way to the dungeon, on their way to shops and merchants, on their way home, on their to the adventurer’s guild.
Hineni stands there, downstairs, standing in front of one of the good windows, staring out over the booth and into the street. But now, unlike in those days that...
2022-01-15 18:40:22 +0000 UTC View PostThe house-spriggan stands upright, tilting its upper body and its raised arms to the left. Fresh, her arms also in the air, mimics its movements. The spriggan sways to the right and then so does she. The spriggan lifts a leg and then hops around in a circle and then Fresh does the same, before coming to a stop and bouncing on the soles of her feet, just like it.
That’s how it goes.
Left, right, leg, circle, bounce.
The spriggan does it agai...
2022-01-15 11:52:31 +0000 UTC View Post“And so, they made a lot of money and all of their problems were solved forever. The end,” says Jubilee, closing the book with soft affection to their movements. They let out a long sigh. “That’s my favorite story,” they say, rubbing the cover of the book on the counter with their hand.
The four of them are downstairs, the shop is closed after their first, very successful day of business.
Basil, sitting down across from Jubilee, with her head in her...
2022-01-14 09:04:37 +0000 UTC View Post“PAKEW!” shouts the newly spawned spriggan, only moments after popping to life right in front of a very surprised elf, who lets out a sharp gasp, her hands by her mouth as she watches the spriggan. The little creature lifts its stubby arms and starts bobbing up and down in an odd, excited half-dance.
Fresh thinks that it just wants the staff from the elf, but from an outsider’s perspective, it looks like it's reaching for her.
Giddy, the elf picks it up...
2022-01-13 09:48:50 +0000 UTC View Post“Thanks for your time,” says Hineni, perhaps somewhat sarcastically as he shuts the door behind the leaving guardsmen, who are taking Beni with them as a key witness to this attack. Sockel goes along with them.
Given that Obscura is a god, her word was essentially taken as truth without any real questions. And, to be fair, it was the truth. But still, maybe it’s not the best judicial system in the world. Apparently, their fight had made quite a bit of noise, which doesn...
2022-01-12 13:08:34 +0000 UTC View Post“I don’t know about this…” says the guardsman, rubbing his chin.
“Pakew!”
Fresh grabs the spriggan, pulling it back towards herself. “It’s just a little spriggan,” she argues.
Today is the day of their store’s opening. They’re not open just yet, but in order to assure public safety, a man from the city as well as a guard are here to check out everything and to make sure that their home isn’t a giant death-trap for the ...
2022-01-12 10:46:19 +0000 UTC View PostFresh digs through the dirt of the farm, pulling out weeds and roots. She’s opted to make herself a straw hat out of some old bark. There isn’t actually any sunlight in this room. It just seems to be illuminated by the same ambient glow that many rooms down in the dungeon are also filled with. But she figured that if she was going to do farm work, that she needed a straw hat. It’s just the way things are.
“Hmm…” says Basil, sounding a little concerned. “That’s...
2022-01-11 09:29:08 +0000 UTC View Post
Here's some cool art a few days early for you. I was too excited to wait, so I'm showing you now °-°
Done by @KiakisArt
2022-01-10 17:22:38 +0000 UTC View PostFresh stands outside of the door to their house, staring up towards the distant bubble covering the city. She doesn’t move and isn’t out here with any particular purpose that she can recall having. Rather, she’s just standing here, staring vacantly at the shield.
Snow falls down onto her cheek, stemming from the casters standing atop the lower branches of the world-tree. They seem to be there all day, every day. Apparently, they had been hired by the city to keep the mo...
2022-01-10 11:43:18 +0000 UTC View PostSomething in the air has shifted. The feeling in the room, the pressure of the ever so subtle draft that creeps through the cracks of the old house, the lingering smell of fire that never quite seems to leave the walls which had, for a while now, been covered by the fresh smell of frogs. It all changes.
The owl-god Obscura sits up high on the rafters, staring down at the room beneath herself. But she isn’t just there. She’s everywhere, as are the eyes. Yellow, haunting ey...
2022-01-09 19:52:15 +0000 UTC View Post“This is a disaster,” says Jubilee, staring at her.
Fresh blinks, not sure what the problem is. She brushes her arm to the side, pushing a spriggan away. “What do you mean, Jubilee?” she asks. “Don’t you like the wands?” Fresh frowns, rubbing her arm as she looks down towards the ground. “I thought you’d think they’re neat…” she says sadly.
A spriggan raises its stubby arms up towards her, dancing in front of her as if it were trying t...
2022-01-09 09:53:24 +0000 UTC View PostHidden beneath the layers of clothes that Hineni usually wears outside, beneath his coat, his hat, his scarf is just a man. Hidden beneath Sockel’s exhausted, sleep-deprived face that always seems to carry an unusual expression of ‘pleasantly worried’ is just a woman. Hidden beneath the fabric of Rhine’s expensive robe, hidden beneath the strands of long, wet blue hair, is just a boy.
Hineni isn’t really too sure what’s happening right now. He thinks that he’s b...
2022-01-08 19:18:30 +0000 UTC View PostFresh stands outside, in front of the giant heap of wood that the market has been cleared out for. Workers run around, carrying timber from the dungeon and placing it onto a large stack in the middle of the plaza.
“What’s this for?” asks Fresh, looking at Basil. The priestess shrugs, not knowing either.
“Maybe there’s a festival?” she suggests.
Fresh blinks, looking back at the heap of wood. “Again?”
A worker ...
2022-01-08 08:43:54 +0000 UTC View PostSomething accompanies Hineni as he walks up the familiar staircase.
An odd, nostalgic noise that he had been doing his best to ignore all night, never looking out of the many darkened windows.
Together with the steps of his heavy body against the stairs that time has forgotten, come the sounds of a thousand smaller ones.
Rain strikes against the roof above his head. It’s easy to ignore downstairs, but up below the ceiling, it’s far more p...
2022-01-07 17:59:11 +0000 UTC View PostFresh is laying on her back on the floor of the library.
Her legs are bent up and resting on a chair, her feet dangling over the other side and wiggling as she does her best to read the book on orichalcum that the spriggan had brought her. She squints, skipping over a particularly hard chapter. A lot of this text is technical jargon that a trained smith or an alchemist might understand, maybe even someone who went to the magic-academies that supposedly exist in every city. Bu...
2022-01-07 16:22:31 +0000 UTC View PostHineni holds a tuft of ash cupped in one of his hands, staring down at it through the slits between his scarf and his hat.
It is late at night, so essentially the middle of the afternoon for a night-owl like himself.
They had come back a while ago. Rhine had asked for permission to use the bath before going to bed and Hineni told him to do whatever he wanted. If there is any room that is safe from flooding, it’s the bath. Apparently, the boy really is stayi...
2022-01-06 16:18:14 +0000 UTC View Post“Here, hold this,” says Basil, handing Fresh a woven basket that they had plundered from the streets. She bends down, picking at a few mushrooms, plucking a few larger ones out of the ground while leaving the rest. They’re inside of their secret farm room. Basil has been busy here and while it’s still very much overgrown and wild, there’s definitely a look to the place that somebody has been here and has been working.
“So are we just gonna grow mushrooms?” asks ...
2022-01-06 08:21:30 +0000 UTC View PostSo I've been trying to find a good balance, but you know me, I like to tend to slow and slice of life. I want to get your feeling on the matter in a more concrete way. Is there enough crafting? Or should the focus be more on crafting and less on the 'plot'?
2022-01-05 17:39:54 +0000 UTC View Post-Quality -
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“Gift of the owl-god”
“Wow,” says Jubilee, looking at the thing on the table. “That looks like shit.”
Fresh frowns, her lip quivering as she looks away from her drawing and down at Jubilee. “But… but Jubi…” she starts, her throat starting to tighten up. She had been working on these all morning.
Jubilee raises an eyebrow. “If you cry, I’m leaving.”
“Don’t always be so mean,” says Basil, walking over and rubbing Fresh’s shoulders. “I...
2022-01-05 11:43:27 +0000 UTC View PostFresh stares at her reflection in the moon-glass mirror that she’s made with Jubilee’s help. It isn’t an enchanted mirror, like the one that they had to leave behind in the east before their vacation. But it’s a mirror, alright.
She stands on one leg, holding her other leg out to the side as she lifts her arms up in the air.
The girl in the reflection does the same thing.
Fresh lowers herself down to a one legged squat, sticking her o...
2022-01-04 09:14:39 +0000 UTC View Post
A new fun, shorter, side-story that I'm making for the RR magazine contest. We're live now! =)
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/50034/planetary-orbital-weapon-an-orbital-particle-cannon
2022-01-04 08:53:49 +0000 UTC View PostBeni is missing.
It is later in the evening and Hineni has returned back to the adventurer’s guild. But the elven man is nowhere to be seen.
“Beniiii~!” calls Sockel, peeking into his office again, despite having looked there only two minutes ago. They had checked out the rest of the guild, assuming that the man was perhaps simply upstairs or in the washroom. But no, he’s just not here. “It’s not like him, but maybe he went home?” asks Sockel. ...
2022-01-03 17:10:13 +0000 UTC View PostWater droplets fall around herself, falling like rain from someplace high up above, splashing down to the ground at her feet. But there is no ground, it’s just blackness. There is no sky, it’s just blackness. “Hello?” asks the voice. “Hello? Is anyone there?” it calls, stemming from no source, from just blackness. “Fresh?” asks Peridot. “Hellooooo~?” asks the girl, as if trying to talk into a phone with no signal.
The blackness is ripped apart, devoured in...
2022-01-03 07:57:14 +0000 UTC View PostSteel has interesting properties. It isn’t really a magical metal, in any sense of the word. It’s not like something such as orichalcum or cobalt-chromium, that could have enchanted properties. It isn’t a ‘base’ metal like iron either. Steel is a metal made mostly out of iron and some carbon. What this results in is that steel is highly useful for tools and weapons with a nature of physical-applications, since it’s bad at holding magical energies inside of itself.
“Those sure are a lot of mushrooms,” notes Fresh, looking at the giant basket of mushrooms that Basil is bringing back out of the ‘farm’ in a basket. The priestess walks over to the table in the middle of the library, setting them down, the spriggan running alongside her.
“They’re not good to eat, sadly,” she sighs. “But these can be used in medicine.”
Fresh blinks, staring at the mushrooms and then back towards Basil. “How can we use them...
2022-01-02 11:04:15 +0000 UTC View Post“Boy… I sure do feel funny,” says the receptionist, staring down at her hands.
Hineni clears his throat, trying to get her attention back to the ledger. Instead of drifting off to sleep the entire time, the elf just seems to be drifting off into her newly rediscovered sense of being awake and aware. She wiggles her fingers, almost seeming sur...
2022-01-01 19:59:14 +0000 UTC View PostDew collects on the tip of the crystal body hanging above the pool of water, forming together out of the rising mist that sticks to the glassy surface of the thing, coming together at the pointed edge.
Fresh, floating in the water, watches as that single droplet drops down from the crystal above the pool, splashing against the surface of the bath below.
“Drip,” she mutters to herself.
She floats there, staring at the large, yellow crystal...
2022-01-01 13:57:29 +0000 UTC View Post