Chapter 47 - The Exchange of Currency in Return for Goods and No Services
“This is a terrible idea.”
{Nonsense! This is the perfect opportunity to get some answers.}
“The man shot at us. What if he just pulls a gun?”
{Aha! That’s why I brought…}
“This is a terrible idea.”
{Nonsense! This is the perfect opportunity to get some answers.}
“The man shot at us. What if he just pulls a gun?”
{Aha! That’s why I brought…}
Shurelya: My Vanguard is such a nightmare! The idiot refused so many of my better defensive suggestions in the early days because I: ‘can’t be trusted’. It took me almost a year to persuade him to get his first cybernetic. If I could cry...
2025-05-14 20:51:52 +0000 UTC View Post{Has your home been ravaged by a recent incursion that wasn’t your fault?
Did Trash Bandit’s kind raccoons clean up after the nasty aliens for you?
Did they possibly borrow a few of your shiniest wares? 2025-05-05 22:25:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Emily rises from the dark chute connecting to the array chamber, brimming with energy.
At a glance, she sees the cliff’s long shadow, cast by the mid-morning sun, stretching out across the ocean. Pod is standing in the dim light near the w...
2025-05-02 17:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post“This fire is out of control,
We’re gonna burn this city, burn this city!"
--Deleted recording of Trash Bandit and Shadowflame performing a duet at a Round Table karaoke night, 2035.
¯¯¯¯...
2025-05-01 10:50:05 +0000 UTC View Post“Okay, you can stop now,” Emily calls out as her eyes snap open, revealing the rolling sea stretching out before her, lit by the midday sun.
She slowly pushes herself off the ground where she was meditating and turns away from the openin...
2025-04-28 17:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post“So I sat down to write you a love song,
It was full of clichés,
It wasn't impressing anyone,
Even though I tried really hard,
All I came up with was,
'You are a rac...
2025-04-27 20:51:25 +0000 UTC View PostThe sun peeks over the south-eastern horizon behind Emily and Pod, chasing away the night and bathing the sprawling sand and grass on either side of them with light. The dry air gains a salty tang as they run through the early-morning light, and t...
2025-04-25 17:00:38 +0000 UTC View Post“Whereabouts are you heading off to then?” Earnie asks as Emily sweeps the last of her scattered tools into her belt, leaving the workshop work surfaces empty for the first time in weeks.
“The shores north of Valum,” she responds, gl...
2025-04-21 16:44:59 +0000 UTC View Post{Gentlemen, we do not stop ‘til nightfall.}
The four raccoons in forest-green cloaks pause their movements, midway through unloading the heavy packs bound to their horse.
{What about breakfast?}
{...
2025-04-18 22:17:57 +0000 UTC View PostA week later, Podrick follows Emily through the front doors of the Silver Moon Mercenary Headquarters as she walks purposefully towards an empty counter. He chases after her, his gaze scanning the room and the countless pairs of eyes following the...
2025-04-18 17:00:17 +0000 UTC View PostThis emotional suppression isn’t healthy.
One of Emily’s cores forms a small bird of crackling charge, sending it out to alert Podrick and Earnie as she rolls her shoulder, feeling out the connection with her new mechanical limb...
2025-04-14 17:00:36 +0000 UTC View Post{Oh, come on. We can take ‘em!}
{It’s a long way...}
*Snarling and swords clashing*
The raccoon wearing a Viking-style helmet with an axe on his back peers around the corner.
{Tos...
2025-04-13 10:09:17 +0000 UTC View PostTw: the last passage (installing the arm) is essentially a graphic depiction of self harm... if that gets to you, you may want to skip that.
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A few days later, in the middle of the night when only Emily remains act...
2025-04-11 17:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostJust a little note that I edited chapter 169 to include Emily finding Anna's diary within her saved items.... That was just me forgetting she owned it, oops!
(no relevant plot changes, but go back and have a quick look if you're interested....
2025-04-07 17:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostEmily’s grip on The Clock finally relaxes as her arm drops to her side.
Her water dress evaporates, with no remaining mana to fuel it, leaving her naked as her gaze settles on Everette’s mangled body.
He was so weak. How did he...
2025-04-04 17:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post{Overhearing your confident bluster of hunting The Great Old One, the old man slumped over the counter beside your group suddenly gasps for breath, sitting bolt upright and staring through you with a haunted gaze devoid of life.
Emily ravenously devours the first fruit, feeling soothing water mana spread through her body, soothing the damage dealt to her magical pathways as her magic circles slowly recharge back to full.
The real boon, however, is the gentle whisper...
2025-03-31 17:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostSilent, all-encompassing nothingness makes up Emily’s everything as she drifts motionless through the void. Thoughts slip through her fingers as a faint whispering licks at the back of her mind, pulling her onwards.
The soft, dulcet tones ...
2025-03-28 18:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostSorry it took a little while!
I've been struggling with motivation (as always), and have been particularly slow with raccoons... I should have another one soon.... hopefully
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"You know, you should be prou...
2025-03-26 12:57:34 +0000 UTC View PostEmily wraps her arms in runes of orange and silver, pulling the ball of metal apart with twisted threads of colour wrapped around her fingers, forming it into a twisted lattice with several slots carved out to fit mana crystals. Then, she produces...
2025-03-24 18:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostA week later, after returning from the East Woods and claiming over half their harvested crystals as payment, squad Cold separate on orders to wait for another contract. Emily returns to Earnie’s workshop, happy to take some time to work on her ...
2025-03-21 18:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostEmily places her hands against the hefty, glowing crystal before her, gazing into the swirling vortexes of wind trapped within its crystalline confines. She attributes her mana to match, pushing a wind current of her own through the unstable forma...
2025-03-17 18:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe Stream barks, kicking back against Emily’s shoulder as it spews glowing brown bullets, with cores formed from a blend of mithril, white iron, and powdered tezerite.
Each small projectile smashes into the rotating magical shield protect...
2025-03-14 18:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post"My name is, my name is,
My name is, Elise Trash Bandit!
I love the raccoons,
And the raccoons love me,
So much that they restored the English monarchy!”
--Popular re...
2025-03-12 00:04:31 +0000 UTC View PostAnticipation spreads through the two squads, their grips on their weapons tightening as greed lights up their eyes.
“Jackpot,” Force Bearer mutters, shifting impatiently.
Ice Petal is the only member of the group who seems confused...
2025-03-10 18:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe captured mage fills Emily in on their instructed patrol path after a dose of Dead Man’s Breath, but she doesn’t provide any other useful information, and Emily dispatches her soon after.
She leads her squad on through the woodlands, ...
2025-03-07 18:00:13 +0000 UTC View Post"What do you think wackus bonkus?
Kill him!
Oh, you naughty wackus bonkus. What a good idea!"
--Elise 'Trash Bandit' Roberton, definitely not delirious from hunger and talking to a big hammer to dec...
2025-03-07 15:06:44 +0000 UTC View PostAfter finding a small clearing a few metres wide, Emily drops her prisoner to the ground and pulls the barrier disc out of her belt.
She then takes out an extra water and light crystal, slotting them both into new sockets on top of the disc ...
2025-03-03 18:00:17 +0000 UTC View PostEmily ducks behind a tree with a bored expression, letting a shard of rock slam harmlessly into her cover and glancing back at her squad.
Sandman is channelling mana into his staff, using it to control a large magic circle while Ice Petal an...
2025-02-28 18:00:15 +0000 UTC View Post