This is a RE-RELEASE (again) of chapter 2. There is an entirely new segment added to the end where Sir Knight goes to the dungeon. If you read the previous version, I suggest reading this one's end half again =)
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Human, Female, Initiate
Level 05
Location: The City, Home 2023-03-26 19:46:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Reborn as the Black Knight is now live on Royalroad and Scribblehub! As such, expect bonus chapters to come to Patreon, now that Final Core is about over! =)
2023-03-26 08:21:33 +0000 UTC View PostWhat does one do, when one encounters a problem in life that isn’t so easy to solve? What is a person to do, when the things that they want to do directly collide with the things that they don’t want to do? How does one decide which of these choices is to be weighted more heavily in the hierarchy of decisions that they must make?
Mirabelle has finished not only one but two simple orders that belonged to the now passed shoemaker, both of which were simple repair and conditioning proj...
2023-03-22 11:55:35 +0000 UTC View PostThe world transforms before our very eyes as the seasons pass in a never-ending cycle of change. The air grows colder, the leaves turn gold and fall to the ground, and the earth is blanketed in white. Spring arrives, and the world awakens once again, reborn in a wash of green and the bloom of flowers.
Summer arrives in a blaze of heat, and the sun beats down upon the land, drying up the earth and turning the grass into golden strands. The world is... 2023-03-16 19:57:07 +0000 UTC View Post
In the somber embrace of twilight's gentle caress, a solitary figure labors in the dimly-lit workshop; a delicate, lithe creature with iridescent wings, who plies her ethereal trade with fervor and finesse. Behold, the enigmatic Mirabelle, a fairy shoemaker whose nimble fingers and nimble mind are ever occupied by the weaving of dreams and the molding of reality into the soft, comfortable fabric of house shoes that had been stored in the shoemaker’s workshop — another repair order. These,...
2023-03-15 11:02:04 +0000 UTC View PostIt was fun while it lasted, wasn’t it?
I thought so.
For a while, it was really scary. There were so many moments when I thought we’d die, so many moments when I thought that this was it. This is the end.
But then… those moments ended one after the other, and somehow we were all still there each and every time, and now, looking back, I’m not sure exactly what exactly I was e... 2023-03-14 17:58:15 +0000 UTC View Post
What even is the world as a whole?
Is it just a giant collection of chaotic lifeforms, running around at random intervals of time, each doing their best as individual beings to survive and thrive, sometimes banding together as groups and societies, and sometimes not doing so? Is it just a mindless race to burn time until the candlelight dies out and there is nothing left? If the gods had made the world, then for what reason would they have done so if they were to leave it? What is the p...
2023-03-11 19:41:47 +0000 UTC View PostThe churning of war is such a normal facet of life for some, that the grinding of sinew and bones is to the ears of one as common and mundane as the pulverizing of wheat for the miller and baking flour for the baker.
While we are not at war in this immediate moment, it is not uncommon for the ground to be soaked through with blood even in times of peace. Even if we are not formally at war, we are still in conflict with our neighbors. Unofficial sk... 2023-03-11 19:03:53 +0000 UTC View Post
New cover artwork for a fan favorite story, Respawn Condition!
2023-03-11 09:09:57 +0000 UTC View Post
New cover artwork for volume 2 of Final Core =)
2023-03-11 09:09:11 +0000 UTC View Post
New artwork for Mirabelle is up!
2023-03-11 09:08:35 +0000 UTC View PostI wanted to change, I really did.
I set such big goals and worked my butt off.
I went outside, I exercised, I practiced talking and speaking, whether to people alone or in groups, I earned money, I made friends, and I lived life.
But I didn’t change.
As I stand here now, looking at my reflection, the same eyes stare back at me now that had stared b... 2023-03-05 18:40:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Love is such a dangerous thing, isn’t it?
The binding of two or more souls together, the merging of the spiritual essence — what unforeseen consequences could this emotion have down the line for us?
Not just in life but after it. If souls are bound to one another through strong, passionate emotion that transcends mortality itself, then these too must stay together in the afterlife and, so, return then in rebirt... 2023-03-04 21:54:01 +0000 UTC View Post
Death laughs at us.
Just look at this mess. Open your goddamned window and look at it. Look at the shambling wrecks that call themselves people, dragging their living carcasses down the streets. Look at the dead houses and the dead cities we’ve made. Look at the dead eyes and the cold hearts you’re surrounded by. Look at yourself in the mirror and see the dead person that you’ve created.
Why the hell is anyon... 2023-03-04 18:58:26 +0000 UTC View Post
The ‘seal’, when referring to a metaphysical concept, is the locking mechanism that separates the physical from the spiritual. It is held to be commonly reasonable that every living entity has a seal of some sort present within itself, acting as a filtering mechanism to let in a specific amount of spiritual power.
Imagine it as a floodgate.
On one side, held back, is an endless torrent of water — this is the ... 2023-03-04 16:58:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Mirabelle stands there in the shoemaker’s workshop, staring at the stinky boot, her nose clenched shut and her wings buzzing behind her to signal her body’s great discomfort at this situation.
As a shoemaker, the shoemaker didn’t just make new shoes and boots, he also fixed older ones regularly. Sometimes these were just simple jobs, like a little scratch on a pair of expensive dress boots. Other times they were substantial marks of damage, as is often the case with adventurers an...
2023-03-04 12:42:51 +0000 UTC View Post“I don’t think you understand the scale of what is happening here.
My life, your life, the lives of everyone you know and everyone they knew — they're all just a glimmer of candlelight in an ocean of flames. The heroes of grand and old ages, the devils of reins of terror now past — all of them mean nothing, as they are nothing more than crumbles of sand in the grand desert of existence.
You try to find the ... 2023-03-03 19:14:27 +0000 UTC View Post
What is the purpose of faith, exactly?
Did it help me when the world shook beneath my feet, the great quake tearing apart the house that I have lived in, that my father had lived in, that his father had lived in, and turning it to rubble?
Did it help me when the wars came and went, sweeping across the landscape like a tide, that caused the wetness to come, being drawn free from flesh rather than being inherent in a... 2023-03-02 19:04:34 +0000 UTC View Post
Mirabelle, the truly malevolent fairy, stares up toward the stars that fill the night sky, wondering if they’re looking down at her in much the same way as she is. However, she has her doubts about it.
The celestial bodies are all important in their own way, although the human-people might not attribute them with such status more often than not. However, her people knew of such secrets that have long since been forgotten by the people of this age.
The mother-moon is the celestia...
2023-03-01 07:14:19 +0000 UTC View PostHello! Just a quick headsup since I know I am behind on FC. Expect a chapter dump to come before the end of this week to get us up to speed =)
2023-02-28 21:12:24 +0000 UTC View Post‘What are you so afraid of?’
“Hi, I’m Mirabelle,” echoes the voice, blunting itself on the wooden walls of the interior of the tree trunk, the words being swallowed by the many heaps of soft, colorful fabrics.
Mirabelle stands there, leaned over, her palms pressed against the walls as she stares down at the ground, as if it had an answer for her prior thought.
The ground, of course, does not answer. It would be very strange if it had.
So instead, Mirabelle li...
2023-02-22 19:53:55 +0000 UTC View PostSorry for the delay on FC chapters. FC is in it's final arc of 10-15 chapters and I want them to sit perfect. In the meantime, here's a story I've been working on some more!
If you read this first version uploaded here before. Chapters 1 + 2 have been internally combined into one long chapter and this new chapter is now chapter 2. Enjoy!
Chapter 1 - https://www.patreon.com/posts/...
2023-02-20 19:06:12 +0000 UTC View PostWhat is life, really?
Days come and days go, each of them offering a new opportunity to experience such odd sensations that are granted by life. There are good feelings and there are bad feelings, both of which come and go just as fast as the other, fading to leave on back at the baseline of neutrality — painted by the tinges of what has happened. Bad memories, good memories, bad feelings, good feelings — there are so many different things that can be summarized by these terms, desp...
2023-02-17 19:00:14 +0000 UTC View PostTransporting sensitive magical alchemical ingredients across long distances is a challenging and risky task that requires careful planning and execution. Alchemical ingredients are substances that have been imbued with magical properties through various processes, such as extraction, distillation, transmutation, or synthesis. They can be used for a variety of purposes, such as healing, enhancing, transforming, or destroying.
However, given this, a... 2023-02-16 15:05:18 +0000 UTC View Post
"I don't know what to do," Thorne said, gesturing towards his fields of corn and wheat that lay before him. "The sun hasn't come up for days, and without it, the crops are dying."
"It's the same for me," Rowan said, his eyes fixed on the sky that was heavy with clouds. "My crops are failing too. I've never seen anything like this before."
The two men stood in silence for a moment, taking in the destruction that sur... 2023-02-14 10:52:29 +0000 UTC View Post
~ Gisopi Minari’s, The Cobbler’s Art, Chapter Fourteen - The Cut
Now that we have spoken of the individual pieces a boot is made of, let us look at another differentiation. That is the "cut" of a boot, which refers to the height and shape of the boot shaft, which covers the ankle and lower leg. There are several different cuts of boots, including:
Ankle Boots - also known as ankle cut boots,... 2023-02-12 20:26:34 +0000 UTC View Post
In the dark places of the world, where creatures of the night roam free and terrorize the innocent, there exist the most curious beings known as ‘kobolds’. Kobolds live in the cold, underground regions of the world and are renowned for their fluffy ‘scarves’ of hair, which are harvested to make clothing and other fabrics. Yet, the kobold is far from an ordinary monster. Standing at no more than a man’s waist height, it may seem harmless at first glance, but do not be fo... 2023-02-09 20:57:44 +0000 UTC View Post
*She presses her face against the window from the outside, speaking*
“Stop! Stop. Just… just take a second and stop… okay? — Don’t you feel it anymore?”
*There is no fog on the window, where her breath hits as she speaks. I never reply. Every word is hers alone.*
“The chill on your spine? The raising of the short hairs on your forearms — tingling with cold energy? Th... 2023-02-07 20:46:12 +0000 UTC View Post
The world was made to be at peace.
The serenity of the world on a calm spring’s day is proof of this, as gentle winds press through the glades — evergreen — and carry with them the last kisses of winter’s chill and the first hopes of summer’s grace to come. It can be felt in the touch of soft skin upon your own, seen in the smile of a beloved person glancing your way, and heard in the cry of a songbird fluttering through the air. 2023-02-05 17:34:04 +0000 UTC View Post
It was another long and tiring day on the watch. My body aches from the weight of my armor and the weariness of my spirit. The sun had not yet risen when I began my rounds, and it had already set by the time I returned to my quarters. The day passed in a blur of monotony and endless toil.
But the usual routine was disrupted by the constant flow of refugees pouring into our city from the south. The roads leading to the city gates were congested wit... 2023-02-03 16:47:16 +0000 UTC View Post