Frigid wind blows through Fresh’s hair, pressing past her face as she holds onto the broom so tightly, that she isn’t sure if she’s ever going to be able to unclench her fists or her clamped down legs ever again. She has never been really afraid of heights before. But then again, she’s never really been anywhere high enough to be worthy of being afraid of.
But now, looking down at the very, very, very distant landscape below, Fresh is pretty sure that, even if she was...
2021-10-08 08:51:14 +0000 UTC
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She should curse the hero.
It’s about an hour after they had gone to bed and Fresh sits awake in her own bed, having just shot upright from her sleep with a very, very specific thought in her brain, which is unable to find sleep because of it, for some reason. Her mind is buzzing and she feels like she’s on her fourth cup of coughee, but she hasn’t even had one. For some reason, her senses are simply alight and her eyes wander around the upstairs of their home. Basil ha...
2021-10-07 13:01:51 +0000 UTC
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Running along the wall was easy enough. This entire section near the ocean is basically unmanned, except for one very sleep-deprived looking guard, who shuffled past them, dragging his lance carelessly behind himself, as he made his way down the wall. They had hidden behind some old construction materials that in all honesty, anyone should have seen them hiding behind, day or night. But the guard didn’t and they crept on past him down the length of the wall, until they find a staircase near...
2021-10-06 18:52:31 +0000 UTC
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Fresh sighs, leaning back in relief as they finally close up for the day. Her back slides down the closed door and she lands on the very sandy floor. The little incline did little to stop the dragging in of what she feels like is a sizable chunk of the beach.
“What a day,” she says, feeling very tired, but satisfied. They haven’t had a real ‘store day’ together in a while. She’s just sad that Basil missed their first day here.
“Yeah,” says Jub...
2021-10-06 11:36:51 +0000 UTC
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“Coconut, please!” says the elf, covered in pinchy crab scars. He lays the coins down onto the counter and Fresh nods, grabbing the big, round spoon and dipping it into the rectangle of coconut ice-cream, which is already almost sold out. It’s not even mid-day yet.
Fresh sets the ice-cream onto a waffle-cone, which she had made out of a baked, simple wet batter mixed in with a generous drizzle of honey for color and flavor. They’re made in a custom ‘cone tray’ tha...
2021-10-05 08:13:19 +0000 UTC
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“So how are we going to get in?” asks Alleluia.
The two of them have been walking for a few days. The entire landscape around the cathedral city is now mostly calm, having begun recovering from the many blazes and fires that had burnt here not long ago. Any houses that they find on the way however, whether burnt low or still standing, are now just as quiet as well.
“Do you think we should use the tunnels?” asks Canta, doing his best to wind up her cro...
2021-10-04 19:03:51 +0000 UTC
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Nobody is really mad at her. It’s not like she’s explicitly ever told them that she can’t come back from death. Sure, she hasn’t mentioned that she’s died before now, but they don’t ask either. Fresh just explains that she died in her workshop and that her patron god brought her back, after a harsh scolding for being dumb. This seems to earn the fountain a few sympathy points with Jubilee, who listens intently and then nods approvingly.
“Well, that’s all fucki...
2021-10-04 18:21:45 +0000 UTC
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Blazing rays of sunlight shine down onto the beach, on what feels like a particularly hot day, even by the desert’s standards. But despite the heat, the shoreline is full of adventuring parties, most of whom end up as red as the crabs they’re fighting from the intense sunlight.
The four of them are just getting everything set up for their opening tomorrow. Basil and Jubilee are running around the beach, carrying a large, isolated metal container filled with pre-scooped ic...
2021-10-03 13:05:44 +0000 UTC
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<- PREVIOUS CHAPTER
The party rages on loudly behind him.
“This is too much,” says the elven woman with deep, purple bags under her eyes who is sitting behind the counter of the adventurer’s guild as she looks at the sword and then at the order. “The customer only wanted to pay forty.” She tilts her head, looking at the title of the weapon and then at him. “Wait… o...
2021-10-02 16:39:42 +0000 UTC
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“I miss having a fireplace,” says Fresh, sighing and sitting against the wall on top of her bed-roll with a blanket wrapped around herself. It gets surprisingly cold here in the east at night, especially near the ocean.
“I mean, I guess we could add one?” asks Basil, keeping her eyes closed as she is already laying down in her bedroll next to Fresh’s.
“Hmm…” Fresh crosses her arms, wrapping the blanket tighter around herself. “I don’t know...
2021-10-02 09:39:05 +0000 UTC
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[CANTA]
Class: Sin-Eater
Sub-class: None
Level: 32
—— PORTRAIT ——
HEALTH: ——
SOUL: 96/96 ↑↑
EXP: 0/125
OBOLS: 0
HUNGER: You are stuffed full
THIRST: You are desperately thirsty
STR: 26 ↑
DEX: 32 ↑
INT: 24...
2021-10-01 18:53:37 +0000 UTC
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“WEEEE~!” yells Fresh, her arms up in the air as the Shamrock rolls the ‘shopping-cart’ around the still mostly empty downstairs area. They’re on their third lap and she shows no signs of losing her enjoyment in any sense.
Following her burst of inspiration from before, she had set to work on making a large metal-basket out of dozens and dozens of small metal-rods which she had extracted from iron-bars. Then it was just a simple matter of attaching wheels to the bot...
2021-10-01 13:48:17 +0000 UTC
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“CRAB!” yelps Fresh, jumping up onto the construction-site that is their new counter. She swings a perfectly-normal broom around at it. Trying to shoo it out without getting too close to it. “Go on! Get!” she yells at the giant-crab, poking at it with the bristles of the broom. “SHOO!”
The crab, reaching easily up to her knees in height if she were standing on the ground, snips the broom with a massive claw and the head of it falls off to the ground.
2021-09-30 13:55:57 +0000 UTC
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Everything goes white.
Samael walks down the main road of the city, his bad arm hangs at his side. His eyes nervously dart every which way as he eyes the shadows all around himself. They could be anywhere. Behind any wall, inside any alley, beyond any window, they could be there, watching him, stalking him, right now, right this very second.
He flinches together, his hand grasping the knife on his belt as a flurry of noise explodes before him on the street.
2021-09-29 19:05:05 +0000 UTC
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“Yellow,” says Fresh. “I want to have an ice-café!”
“What’s a café?” asks Basil.
“Blue,” says Jubilee. “Not interested in any crab-fuckery.”
Fresh raises a finger. “It’s like a restaurant, but you can only buy coughee and cake there,” she explains. “But in our case, it’ll be ice-cream!” She looks back towards Jubilee. “But the ladder is going to be so annoying!” she protests. “How are we going to get ...
2021-09-29 09:48:33 +0000 UTC
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<- PREVIOUS CHAPTER
Hineni sits at his table, his good hand is wrapped around the mug in order to keep it still, but he can’t stop his fingers from tapping from time to time against the dusty surface of the thing. His bad hand is bandaged and lays on the table. His eyes, wide and paranoid like an owl’s, stare out of the window, searching for any sign of an oddity or disturbance.
2021-09-28 11:53:37 +0000 UTC
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Stepping back into the guild is always… awkward. Fresh has gotten into the rhythm of simply nodding to the barkeeper when entering inside of the bar during quieter hours, as she simply doesn’t really know how to talk to her, as weird as that sounds. Jubilee and Basil have handled all of the ‘logistics’ that she didn’t have the stomach for. Now it’s just up to her to complete the fountain’s ritual and to uphold their end of the deal.
Right now, the bar is empty, ...
2021-09-28 09:26:34 +0000 UTC
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Canta and Alleluia stand beneath an overhang. It started raining a day into their journey and it hasn’t stopped once since then. They return eastward, traveling along a different route. There’s something off about the rain though. It’s oddly warm and the water feels oddly… thick and almost slimy.
The really odd thing about it though is that there isn’t a single cloud in the sky. Water simply falls from above, as if coming from absolutely nowhere and Canta can’t ma...
2021-09-27 10:37:04 +0000 UTC
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The four of them need to decide on a house. Both of their choices offer unique features and possibilities. Which do you prefer?
Sky-blue house on the left staircase, when heading down from the city
- + Crab proof
- + Suited for a beach-kiosk concept
- + Has some in-built features like a reading nook, actual integrated balcony
- - No washroom
- - Ladder needed to navigate between floors
Sprin...
2021-09-27 07:08:07 +0000 UTC
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The stockpile of DIS chapters has now been increased to 15
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“Were we really standing outside of this house for hours, just to watch people?” asks Basil, annoyed. “I thought we were waiting on someone to bring the key or something,” says the priestess, stepping into the large, front area. Immediately on the right-hand side when entering is a wall. The whole left space is a large, open space however.
2021-09-27 07:00:39 +0000 UTC
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It’s been a week since then.
Life in the desert isn’t so bad really, once you get used to it. Fresh stands out on the terrace of a small teahouse and bakery that Basil had invited them all to and stares out over the endless expanse that they had left behind themselves on the way here. In a way, staring out over the desert is a lot like staring out over the ocean. The shifting sands, moving in the strongly gusting wind, are in many ways a lot like the crashing waves of the...
2021-09-26 16:34:57 +0000 UTC
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“You realize we’re going to have to move this fucking thing, right?” asks Jubilee. “When we get a house.”
Fresh shakes her head, fumbling around with the pot full of cooling-beads. “That’s okay,” she says. “We can either just leave this one here or I can just make a second one,” she explains.
“I didn’t know we could afford to live in such decadence,” says Jubilee, rolling their eyes.
Fresh blinks, looking at them for...
2021-09-26 11:37:48 +0000 UTC
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Fresh fiddles around with the pile of materials laying before her, sparing a glance at the broom and fabric in the back corner of the room. The apple, for some reason, she had thrown into her inventory window. She supposes that it wouldn’t be wise to eat it anymore. A shame, it was a really nice apple.
“Items. Items,” she mutters to herself, rolling around the few bits and bobs. Her eyes wander between the many things. They need something simple that could be quickly pr...
2021-09-26 09:41:34 +0000 UTC
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Jubilee sleeps for the rest of that night and the better part of the next morning. Fresh does her best to be quiet and to not cause any trouble for the others, so she sits in the corner, reading Jubilee’s book. She had seen bits of it while mending it back together, but she never really bothered to read it.
She had been too preoccupied then by fixing it and by making lots of drawings for Jubilee to look at. They aren’t good drawings, since she isn’t much of an artist to...
2021-09-25 16:47:54 +0000 UTC
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It took a while for Fresh to stop crying. At first she had to stop crying because her friends hadn’t abandoned her, which she realizes now should have been obvious, but in the moment, it seemed like a very real possibility to her. After she manages that, she has to stop crying as she processes the death of Mr. Monkey.
“Will you settle down?” asks Jubilee. “We were gone for like… forty-five minutes,” they say, rubbing the forehead of their mask.
Fr...
2021-09-25 14:59:13 +0000 UTC
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Hineni hammers away in the forge, finishing up his work on the short-sword. It’s the next day and he had spent his entire night not sleeping. His work is the only thing that feels like it will calm him down now and he focuses with all of his efforts on it, doing his best never to lift his head and to look up towards the window. Because he is sur...
2021-09-25 13:18:05 +0000 UTC
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Double chapters today. The DIS chapter stockpile is being increased to 15, since we reached our very first membership goal! =)
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“You IDIOT!” yells Jubilee up at her. Fresh is only barely able to hear Jubilee’s voice, which is being overpowered by the growl of the giant-ape sub-boss that they had found on floor ten. More aptly said, it had found her. “I told you to stay back!” they shout, their to...
2021-09-25 11:36:35 +0000 UTC
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Peaceful.
If there is only a single word that Fresh could use to describe the inside of the eastern dungeon, then it would be ‘peaceful’. The four of them stand there on the other side of the blue-fog of the dungeon-gate, staring out over the wide open expanse before them. It looks nothing like any of the other dungeons, the floors of which were contained in cavernous spaces and holes.
This… this is like being outside in the desert. A soft wind blows ov...
2021-09-25 08:37:04 +0000 UTC
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How long has it been?
Sweat drips down Canta’s face as he runs up the staircase again, panting, heaving and gasping for air. He’s been running for…
He blinks, getting the sweat out of his eyes.
- How long has he been running for now? Days? Weeks? He’s so hungry. It’s been a while since he got a sin from Sister.
Canta’s hands land on his knees as he bends over forward, gasping for air, his eyes scanning the area ar...
2021-09-24 19:05:04 +0000 UTC
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After that, the four of them decide to take the rest of the day slow and to stay inside of the guild, only leaving once to get dinner, before retreating back inside of their room together. Jubilee tells everyone to straighten up and be watchful, but Fresh doesn’t need to be told that. Even she recognizes the seriousness of the situation right away.
Jubilee is a well-traveled person with many contacts in seemingly every single city they go to, so it isn’t a surprise that t...
2021-09-24 17:25:55 +0000 UTC
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