“This place is kind of creepy,” says Rhine, walking behind Hineni as they go through the seating area with all of the tables. They walk past the broken window, but Hineni doesn’t mention it.
He turns around. “This is my family home.”
“Your family home is creepy,” says Rhine, looking up at the high rafters above. Obscu...
2021-12-09 19:24:35 +0000 UTC View Post“We’re not taking the fucking cart,” says Jubilee.
Fresh, laying on her back on the floor beneath the sales-cart that she had made together with Basil a while ago, turns her head to look at Jubilee. “But Jubilee~” she argues. “Basil and I worked really hard on it and I think there’s something we could do with it.”
“Yeah, you can run around the city with it a few times to lose some weight,” sighs Jubilee.
“I lost a lot of...
2021-12-09 16:48:24 +0000 UTC View PostWeaponsmith chapter isn't going to be up for another 12-16 hours, I goofed. Sorry
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The morning after that is pretty calm by their standards. Though, to be fair, most mornings are calm these days. Fresh stretches, rising up to the tips of her toes as she lifts her hands towards the ceiling. After their meeting with the dungeon-master yesterday, Fresh and Basil had simply gone home and told the others abou...
2021-12-08 19:50:46 +0000 UTC View Post“Tea… tea…” mutters the entity, running around the small room that they now find themselves in. Fresh and Basil hadn’t moved from the spot they were told to stay in, rather, a few moments later, the room simply appeared all around them in the white void. Simply fading into existence as if they were inside of it all along and just couldn’t see any of the furnishings.
It’s simple, plain. There’s a small table that they sit at on two small chairs that had to be f...
2021-12-07 19:12:07 +0000 UTC View Post“So do you think the flowers are too much?” asks Fresh, looking down at the pot of flowers in her hand that she was allowed to take from Basil’s garden, replanted in one of Shamrock’s vases. It has the shape of a human skull, morbidly enough. She lifts them up, smelling them. They smell sweet and pleasant. “I don’t want to give the wrong impression.”
Basil shakes her head. “I don’t,” she reassures, pulling on the collar of Fresh’s robe to straighten it o...
2021-12-06 11:01:35 +0000 UTC View Post“I really like the new shower,” says Basil first thing as she comes upstairs, still ringing out her long hair as she wraps it up in a cloth to dry.
“Fuck off, Basil!” yells Jubilee, pointing at her with the broom they have in their hands. “You’re making everything wet! Dry off downstairs!”
“Oh, don’t be such a grump,” replies Basil, turning her head the other way. “Go take a shower too. Maybe washing all of that salt off of you will fina...
2021-12-05 18:10:19 +0000 UTC View Post“Not interested,” says Hineni, slamming the door back shut. A knock comes again from the other side and he sighs loudly, hoping that the man on the other side of it can hear him doing so. “Go away!”
“Sir!” calls the representative of some noble guild up in the fancy part of town. “This is a great honor!”
Hineni rolls his eyes....
2021-12-04 11:44:48 +0000 UTC View PostGiven the stressfulness of the entire situation, Fresh finds her mind distracted most of the day. Should she pull Jubilee to the side and ask them about it? What if she’s misreading the situation entirely? Maybe the body was just higher up in the chimney, where it was dark? Maybe Jubilee just saw blackness and assumed that it was just what it was supposed to look like?
Fresh blinks, staring at the thing that she’s working on downstairs in the shower, in order to keep her ...
2021-12-04 11:16:50 +0000 UTC View Post“Why is it raining again?!” protests Fresh, pressing her face against the window. “I thought deserts are supposed to be dry?” she asks, turning her head around to look at the others who are walking around, getting ready to call it a night. It’s shortly after Jubilee and herself had gotten back from their excursion. They had told the others about it, just to keep them on their toes. But there really wasn’t a large surprise here, today.
Sure, the thieves’ guild is...
2021-12-03 15:49:59 +0000 UTC View PostFirelight shines around the room, reflecting off of the many lustrous surfaces scattered all around from wall to wall. Obols of all size, shape and color, gems and precious stones and odd metals that Fresh has never seen before, all of them capturing the radiant shine of the fire.
Yet, through the cast reflections of the glow, the light does somehow seem to lose some of its warmth, as if the glow itself carried the tinge of the bad-thing that all of these precious things had ...
2021-12-02 20:02:54 +0000 UTC View PostShe doesn’t like it.
Despite their best protests, Fresh still holds onto Jubilee’s hand, clambering onto it with both of hers as they walk through the city in this dark hour. She had, of course, insisted on going with them this time, determined to be as useful as she can be, considering that once again, a giant mess has been created by no-one other than herself.
“You stay next to me the entire time, got it?” says Jubilee.
“Got it,...
2021-12-01 20:04:45 +0000 UTC View Post“Oh my fuck,” says Jubilee, looking out over the ocean. There isn’t anything to see, but the storm is clearly still picking up once again, the waves out on the distant waters crash and churn with violent intensity.
“Should we be worried?” asks Basil, sitting down on a chair at the balcony table, her leg stretched out. “I feel like we should be worried.”
“Good fucking instincts,” says Jubilee. “We all knew this day would come,” they state...
2021-11-30 20:03:30 +0000 UTC View PostSand. Sand always gets everywhere here and it’s been driving her crazy for a while, honestly. Sure, it’s to be expected while living on the beach. But there is sand on the floor downstairs, despite their constant sweeping and mopping. There’s sand on the lower shelves. There’s sand on the upper shelves. Perplexingly, there is sand in their jar of flour, upstairs in the kitchen. Somehow, there is just sand everywhere.
Fresh feels her eyes twitching as she steps out of ...
2021-11-29 09:13:43 +0000 UTC View Post“So,” says Fresh, talking to the milkshake-dark-elf. “How did you get here?” she asks, mixing today’s bottle. The man certainly seems to have developed an affinity for it.
The man shrugs. “Well, you know with the south being what it is,” he explains, shrugging. Fresh nods, understanding. “I decided that I had enough of the gloom. Some sunlight is what a lot of people need, you know?”
“Mm,” nods Fresh, handing him the bottle. “I think s...
2021-11-28 13:11:55 +0000 UTC View PostIs this weird?
This feels like it’s weird.
Hineni lays there on his back, his fingers clutching the blanket high up towards his neck. Nervously, he rolls his head to the side, turning his gaze to look at the creature lying there next to him.
Feeling his gaze, Obscura opens her eyes and Hineni quick...
2021-11-27 18:29:05 +0000 UTC View Post“I don’t know about thi-IE!” Basil clambers onto the flying broom, wrapping her arms around it as she spins around upside down, hovering above her bed. Letting go, she plops back down onto her mattress, sounding somewhat pained from the small fall. “Ah… Ouch.”
Fresh tilts her head, grabbing the broom and pulling it back down to let Basil try again. “It’s just until you get better, Basil,” says Fresh. “And only here upstairs while the curtains are ...
2021-11-27 18:08:20 +0000 UTC View Post“I dunno,” says Jubilee as Fresh fiddles around with the large, metal-sheeted construction. “This seems fucky to me,” they say. “Shamrock?”
Shamrock stares from the side, looking down towards Fresh. The man shrugs. “Less weight is good.”
“Mm,” nods Fresh in agreement. With Basil out of commission for a while, they need all of the help they can get. Sure, they could hire a new employee to just run the store. Their downstairs area is far les...
2021-11-26 18:54:45 +0000 UTC View Post“Ow!” yelps Fresh, receiving another flick to the head. This is her sixth. Jubilee, sitting there, keeps their hand where it is and flicks her again. “OW! Jubileeee~!”
“Oh, please! Stop being such a big fucking baby,” they say. “As if that actually hurts.”
Fresh frowns. Okay. To be fair, maybe it doesn’t really hurt. She might just be saying ‘ow’ more instinctively than because she actually means it. Jubilee flicks her again.
<...
Everything is just really slow in that instant, as the three of them plummet.
For some reason, she’s counting the broom and she realizes that she’s doing it and she understands that it’s odd, but that isn’t really the thing to be focusing on right now, is it?
Feeling the wind surging through her hair, her heart feeling like it's about to fly out of her throat, Fresh spirals downward, holding onto Basil and the broom as the three of them crash into the...
2021-11-24 19:43:43 +0000 UTC View PostA thick, creeping fog surrounds the two of them on all sides as they walk through the chamber. Fresh clambers on to Basil’s arm, looking nervously around the room which is, by all means, objectively speaking, spooky.
The odd faces carved into the stone walls are spooky. The broken, shattered masks that cover the floor, having perhaps once belonged to some kind of now-dead monsters, are spooky. The heavy, dense fog that presses down onto them like a smothering blanket is spo...
2021-11-23 17:46:49 +0000 UTC View PostHaving walked over the walkway towards the half-submerged dungeon-gate, Fresh stands in front of it and pokes a finger into the blue fog. She doesn’t enter through it, she just kind of leaves her finger there.
It doesn’t feel like anything at all really, the fog. It’s a little damp, a little cool to the touch, but that’s about it. It feels like fog. As for the ‘blueness’ of it, she can’t really say much about that. It’s probably just dungeon-magic. Then again,...
2021-11-22 09:59:56 +0000 UTC View Post
Dungeon Item Shop - [Book {2}] is now available on Amazon!
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09MC28BSW
No KDP as always, because I don't want to go amazon exclusive
Book 2 is chapters 111 - 205, reworked, edited and tidied up! (edited)
Thank you all so much for your support!
2021-11-21 19:38:12 +0000 UTC View PostA crackling fills the night as a shower of lights blasts out from the balcony as Fresh throws a handful of grimpowder up into the air.
“It’s very pretty, as always,” says the priestess Basil.
“It’s a fucking waste of money, is what it is,” sighs Jubilee from the side.
Fresh shakes her head, holding the bag out to them. “It’s not. You guys wanna try?” she asks.
“And lose my fingers? Pass,” says Jubilee. 2021-11-21 11:36:39 +0000 UTC View Post
It turns out that, in the spirit of offering a productive hand, Obscura had tried to cook ‘human’ food by following a recipe she had read about in one of the many cookbooks in the library. Apparently, in all of her wisdom, she had chosen a cookbook for beginners that had suggested simple pancakes as a starter recipe.
Mixing the batter went well enough, as...
2021-11-20 15:03:07 +0000 UTC View PostIt was the best night ever.
Sure. Fresh has had a lot of good nights’ sleep here in this world, many of them on her own, but many more during their so-called ‘sleepovers’. Is it a weird thing for them to be doing? Maybe. It depends, she supposes.
In the context of her old life, of her old world-view, it would certainly be odd for several friends of their age to be sharing the same bed like this. It isn’t anything seedy, they’re all just sleeping pea...
2021-11-20 11:43:50 +0000 UTC View PostIt seems that after a long moment of thought, the stranger has finally come to a consideration. “I’d like four scoops, please,” says the broad-shouldered man in crusader’s armor.
“Coming right up!” says Fresh, having already thrown his coins into the change drawer. “Uh…” she blinks. “What flavors?”
“Oh, uh…” the large man looks down, pointing at the coconut and at the sweet-bean. “Two of each.”
“Mm!” Fresh ...
2021-11-19 19:42:15 +0000 UTC View PostToday is going to be a wood-day. He collected a lot before, but he’s been neglecting it for the last week because of… well, because of everything.
Hineni sits downstairs on his bench, watching Obscura who is apparently now taking her turn to sleep, sitting up high on the rafters of the downstairs hall in the form of an owl.
Fresh sits in the workshop, polishing several different moonglass lenses as she finishes making another batch of glasses in all manner of varying focal strengths. Obviously, it would be better to make these custom-fit to everyone’s personal needs for the lenses. But that isn’t a viable business model for them, it would take up hours and hours. So, she feels that they’re better off making different kinds and just letting people try them out to see what’s the closest fit.
“Ice-cream!” calls Fresh, helping Basil push the cart along. “Come get your ice-cream!” She looks around. It doesn’t look like there are any takers. They had been outside for about an hour now. Since no business was coming to them, they had decided to take their business to the people.
However, with the cloudy, gray weather hanging over their heads, the mood-dampening wind still howling through the city and the lack of adventure, giving the closure of both the beach...
2021-11-17 19:45:44 +0000 UTC View PostThere are lots of things that you shouldn't be worrying about. The chicken-statue is one of them.
But as for Fresh, well... should she be worrying about it? Or is it all just a part of her over-active imagination?
2021-11-16 13:27:42 +0000 UTC View Post