I had been sleeping fairly well recently, which was a good sign for me. Most of my life I measured my current mood and mental state by how well I was sleeping. It was more or less the big deciding factor for it. I always had trouble sleeping as a boy, as a teenager it… Continue reading Chapter 20: Relationship Foundations
Author: Alfie "Broke"
Letter 06: A question politics
Letter 05: A question about warfare
Bonus Chapter 01: Red Peppermint
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Chapter 19: Druid of Tea
I stirred early in the morning, but I chose to indulge myself a little and sleep in. I did have a lot of work to do today, but the temptation was there to relax a bit. I cuddled into Kait’s side and drifted off, only stirring again when I felt Kait get up and get… Continue reading Chapter 19: Druid of Tea
Chapter 18: Nimana’Yambana
I announced myself, knocking on the wooden frame that held the thick drapes of M’Lynne’s door. Waiting a moment I pushed my head into her hut. The beige cow turned her head and smiled from her seat on the floor, she let out a quiet affable grunt, in the midst of weaving what looked like… Continue reading Chapter 18: Nimana’Yambana
Herrenval Ironmuscle
Grand Chieftain: Herrenval Ironmuscle “The White Tyrant” Herrenval Ironmuscle was a former Grand Chieftain of the Minotaur, ruling the Minotaur lands between the years 405 to 475. Herrenval took his position at age 28 after several years of rallying what remained of the then disorganised Tribunal. His rule was a long and brutal one. Fraught… Continue reading Herrenval Ironmuscle
Scrap Page 03: Memory of a Party — Part 01
I remember a presence in my room, the pale blue glow of an aetherlamp and the ghostly crone face wrapped in a maid dress holding it as she waked me in a predawn hour. “Young master, you must get dressed and head down, the household is to prepare as your mother requests.” I had protested,… Continue reading Scrap Page 03: Memory of a Party — Part 01
Scrap Page 02: A first date.
Even back in the comfort of a human society, I had no experience with dating. Even ignoring the fact that this was, an act of homosexuality, the kind of thing that would get you cornered and beaten up in some places back home didn’t change much. Even if I magically turned Kait into a woman… Continue reading Scrap Page 02: A first date.
Scrap Page 01: Minotaur Physiology
Oh Gods… They’re massive! I had expected them to be larger, of course, but I had no idea the contrast would be this stark! I did some exploring and some initial note taking and I found a good spot to spy up on what appears to be a small work yard by the palisades and… Continue reading Scrap Page 01: Minotaur Physiology