“MY food… … source…!” Lilia makes a cute kid like growling noise. It’s like a bird chirp in ferocity in comparison to Dubhe’s growls in its intimidation effectiveness. Anyways, I’m pretty sure that was a Freudian slip. Good recovery. Not food, food source. Either way, Dubhe looks a bit startled at Lilia’s growl and
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The pillar of light fades and I can see a figure being constructed from within it. It looks like layers of petals, slowly closing into a flower bud, but in the shape of yet another girl. Can I escape this torture yet? Give me one that likes me, that’s all I’m asking for here.
After raiding all of the buildings, Glen ensured all persons were both tied up and blindfolded, excluding Mika. He then starts to carry them, one at a time, into the center of town. He focuses on the men and children first, then the unrestrained women, leaving the chained women for last. I was surprised by
I crouch, which is all the height I could afford without touching the male bearfolk. The furry female pushed aside two of the males, and they parted like curtains. Wait, didn’t they weigh like thousands of pounds? How strong is she with those lanky arms? She motions for us to go through. I hadn’t
It must be several hours later now, but I can’t be sure, I don’t have a watch. To be honest, aside from the rush with our current circumstances, time seems pretty arbitrary in this world. The sunlight feels like it is high noon. I find it hard to gauge though, because I can’t identify
According to the bearfolk woman, her people, specifically the males, can generate quite strong defensive barriers. I snorted a bit when I heard that. Mika and I had, after all, killed about twenty bears by now. “We understand your small minded thinking. Bearfolk are a very proud race. It wouldn’t sit well with our
“Well, now, hold on darling.” The bearfolk woman recovered quickly. “We can do something about that, erm… Probably.” She didn’t sound too convincing, but to be honest, I was hungry. “Tristain, I’m hungry.” I notified him. “Hmmm…” He looked at me. I couldn’t place what that look meant, except that he was
“Oh jeez, darling, you a young’un? Not many can charm a Dryad. We may not be old, but even for us, that level of dense is silly. Be nice to her now. Your scaring the child.” Both Tristain and I reply together. ““Huh?”” The trader snickers. The Bearfolk puts a hand… erm…
Author’s Note: I had to rewrite this chapter because it was too violent. It’s definitely not young child safe, but it’s also a slight departure from how under-whelmingly violent things have been thus far. Please take note. “Wuuuahh!!!!” Tristain flails in my arms and scrambles to escape my grasp. Not wanting to let him
Greetings! I’m about to commission another image, specifically, the cover for the book, when it is published. To that end, I am looking for scene ideas, although I already have one: – Scene: “Gaia” tree (giant tree) surrounded by flowers, with a doorway hewn in the center, two main character pensively coming out.