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[Quaksna]

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"He'll be alright." you propose. "If not by his ownt merit, I was presented an offer of cooperation from the garrison."



"Were you now?" the Vagrant snaps her head. She had not seemed to have considered such a possibility.

"Indeed so. We can meet with an official to exchange some information- unrelated to the disease. I made a case we were unaware before our arrival... Nothing should happen to us."



"You did not... Bewitch them, did you?"

"Hah! No, I did not, and it's a good thing, too! That we certainly do not need right now, with all this talk of... Curses, and what have you. We'll get to prove ourselves yet..."



The stoat doesn't seem too assured, but certainly calmer. She rests against the wall, then prompts you to talk for a change.

"I presume they didn't let you near anyone sick after all, did they? Save those ill in the head..."

"No, not as such." you say, and it appears again you'll be both occupied for the duration of your wait, as her mouth starts to shift. "Their pity."



"I really don't understand it, see..." she simpers. "There wasn't this much trouble across the premises before... Or it wouldn't come your way, but now, since I got you to look after..."

 "Is that what you think? Then I hope you trust us lot to navigate out of these plights. We will, as Sas would put it, we have lived through worse, as I know you have, and what is then this investigation compared?"



"I suppose so... Looking back, you're certainly more worthwhile, if nothing else..."

"And even if worse was to come, I know what out leader is capable of. And he won't flinch to exercise that power. Nor would any of us, but he is truly something else. Not to mention, he has a stake in your safety for sure."



The stoat takes a pause, to merely behold. She is still quick to speak, as right thereafter, you're hit with another question.

"Why'd you travel with him anyway? When you fear him..."

Understandably, you take time to answer as well.



"I gave a promise. My word to aid, and my kin keeps their vows. As I am to aid these soldiers, and as I am to aid you."

Despite all what you have said, you never see the lass convinced. But there's peace in your mind, at least regarding this...



And hither comes Flax by, not as does slumber but rather as doth thunder. It is not anger that made him enter so, although he looks upset, and of a burdened mind.

He lays his glowing eyes upon you, and reads the inquisitive face that has greeted him.



"They don't like me." he announces, as he walks to set himself beside you. "The sooner we hit the road the better."

"Well, about that..." you address him. "I might've negotiated us a safe stay, but... We'll need to indeed stay."



"Then you explain it please, because the interrogators did anything but a good job. What are the terms?"

"Some kind of an agent is to give this place a visit. They made it sound he'll be glad to hear from us, and that way we may help them."

"Sounds simple enough. When will this take place?"



"That is the part we don't know. They only mentioned he's on his way, he should arrive in a matter of days, but might be delayed."

As you have expected, the man is not thrilled to hear such news and suddenly, the ordeal sounds simple no more. With a furrowed brow and his sight held down he silently sorts his thoughts.



"And why should we bother exactly?" he then grunts. "If we got free from suspicion, I say let's run for the hills. There's a trip a'waiting, and the longer we linger the garisson may reassess their stance."

"The informant has been investigating beast men attacks. I might just find out why are we being pursued by my people."



The warrior's swirling features now set themselves straight, and he dwells on the statement.



"I see." he mouths, then twists the eyes all around. "Is this our boarding house then?"

"Perhaps? Though it was not proclaimed as such."



Flax scoffs, and starts to circle the space, inspecting the structure as he goes.

"Talk about organisation... But if it is empty, we should be able to win it with words... Given the room shortage with all the bedridden folk. What consumes my thought is rather, what do we do in the meantime."

[King Zultan]

Probably need to ask him what happened in there.

[Quaksna]

Strif3 says:



— post for June 23 2024 issue of ToDW:
Let us state that we, personally, sure as hell don't intend to sit on our asses.
Whether it be training, acquiring knowledge or some temporary employment—we'll do something.

[King Zultan]

+1 To that, a temporary job will probably be a good thing as it seems we don't have a whole lot of money in the group.

[Quaksna]

Hey.

So I had been thinking, and I came to some less than ideal conclusions. I want to leave the forums, and since this story is unfinished, I intend to take it with me. The reasons for my departure are mostly personal, I wager those following the thread might guess, moreover my ambitions have shifted, it is not something I wish to carry on. But also, and this is more relevant to the project, I just can't keep up this format. It's funny given the one bountiful year with updates coming nearly weekly, but alas, I cannot sustain it right now, and I do not see the situation changing for some years to come. The last update I am about to post now was in various stages of development just lying on the table untouched for days, multiple times over, regardless of the holidays and long summer days, recently I've just lost patience and sorta rushed it. It is no secret I have been growing ever more discontent with how the "art" was going.

The thing is, I still want to finish the project. Chiefly becausing it's been fueling most of my music output, which I am honestly more excited about, I have multiple character themes written in the works and recently I have finished Blackhoof's, and then, I think too much work has been put in both here and behind the scenes for me to abandon ToDW, I also see it as a great opportunity for some concepts unfitting for my other works, like the frog universe. So I want to reinvent ToDW somewhat, in a different way, at a different place. This will take some time for me to setup, but I am very much set on it, and had already laid out the options. I'd like for all regulars here to be able to join and retain the interactivity element, I have come to terms with giving it up should it be neccessary, but I'd prefer not to.

Before that's ready to go, I think I'll tidy up this thread, tie up some loose ends, but the lesser time I spend here the better for me. I cannot really do much else right now, as I depend on a handful of devices I am still logged in, as with my new gaming setup I have come to discover, I cannot log in and am unable to reset the password, for whatever reason, but I don't care anymore.

With all that, have this one update that I last worked on, and we'll see how the future unfolds. Thank you all for your stay, it's been a fun ride while it lasted.

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"I certainly shan't stay seated to pass time." you state. "Wasn't it back in Usodestis, in my absense, when you have readily sought out a wage? Surely we can find something meaningful to do here, too."

"Except I've had both hands to harness back when, and a companion in full  health." mouths Flax, and ponders. "It is a good thing you lot get the time to rest, and I do as well I suppose, we have more than enough to live off for the whole... What concerns me more would be there is always someone new after us, no matter where we go. And since that very Usodestis, friend, I don't intend to take chances."



"At least we're safe from those savages..." the stoat proposes. "With a garisson like this they would need a tad more then what they sent so far... With our help, of course, man-to-man they wouldn't last I'm sure. Though no matter the force, there are those blasted sorcerers to consider. I've seen more that one hearing than one needs in a lifetime!"



"Correct." the warrior says. "And no matter our condition, if death and malevolence is all we leave behind, we are setting up a troublesome future for others on top. After all if this meeting wasn't to avert such a threat, we'd be better off moving. But, although we're not, we still have to try and avoid harm. That much and the manner of it I now contemplate."

"That is adorable and all, but we're not trinkets to be kept in a box, never forget. Add that to your musing."



"You in particular should stay in a box! Alas, even then, you're the sole one yet to be struck with steel. Therefore, should I think of a use for you, I might get someone to walk you."



"Then one of you better get outside quick." the stoat frowns. "I don't want to sit here all day either."



Flax rolls his eyes, and thusly the chatter is cut. Weariness drags your faces down, and there is still one left to join you. Staring into the single lamp you wait.



As soon as the door creeks, Flax rushes to get a hold of the escort. Sas indeed arrives the instance and appears quite tranquil, offset only by your leader's hurry.

"Watchman!" you hear the head. "Is this hut empty for us to stay?"



"Right now, it is." the soldier anwers. "Should the captain need it, he'll surely move you along."

"Very well. Do tell him we'll use it."



Flax then shuts the door, and twists his neck to greet the hunter, who is still remarkably composed.

"Take a seat Sas, and tell us of your hearing." the leader bids him, he first looks around to read the rest, but ultimately heeds the words.



"Why, all is well." he speaks. "They don't suspect me a bit."

"That is good. What about the rest of us, then?"



Upon this, the hunter shrugs, and Flax lets out an irritated grunt. "Go on." he urges. Sas nods and continues.



"So apparently someone has put a curse on the place..."

"We know they say it. But what is crucial, is whether we are believed to be involved in this... Conspiracy. You've already said you're safe yourself?"

"I think so. And I think any notion we plot together is dispelled. It seems they've figured we've merely come together temporarily."



"Adorable. So they want to acquit most but one can still get it, I see. I guess we'll have to take it..."



The leader takes a deep breath and his mind toils yet again. Then, he makes sure Sas us caught up.

"Say, if you've won any favor with these people, now's the time to make use of it, as we are to stay here. There is a meeting arranged for Black to attend, in a few days. Meanwhile, we'll have to cope somehow. But now, let us go to bed at last, there should be plenty of time to think. And hope no more disturbances come."



"No need to convince me." the stoat says, and heads to occupy a corner. "If we can't run, we might as well."

And one by one they all draw in to lie by the walls.

[King Zultan]

I was just thinking about you and this story a few days ago and was wondering how things were going.

What made you decide you want to leave the forum, was it something that happened in another thread or is it the lack of people here these days? What has made you discontent with your art for this, I saw nothing but improvement sense the start of the thread when it came to the art which I've always liked.


If you do decide to leave it'll be sad as I have enjoyed the stories and art you've shared.