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Un peu tard dans la journée, comme Noël a décalé et supprimé quelques heures de travail :)
Mais pour autant, le bon jour!
Je vous souhaite à tous de bonnes vacances et de bonnes fêtes!!!
EDIT : It’s Friday night, I’m coloring, and tomorrow we’re having a celebration. I’ll do what I can, but the page is quite detailed (first indoors scene of the comic!^^) and it seems I won’t be able to finish it right on time. So expect a little delay of maybe 12 hours!
Wow, my favorite guy just so downtrodden… chin up!
Being utterly lost is rarely a walk in the park^^
but, something tells me that he may be close to a new lead.
Such a long journey, perhaps some rest ahead.
Maybe, but not just that…
Stones tumbling down the mountain tend to set other ones in motion.
I am fortunate that days in the capital of Kizh are more often filled with sun than with the fog I have heard tell is so common among the Rocks.
I pray to the seven that the adventurer in your tall tale does not become lost in such a wasted land.
My personal opinion is that any who chose to live there were lost from the beginning. Why ignore, or reject, the brilliance of civilization? If this scarce population of scruffy hermits wants to live away from us in their desolate land, let them. And should they pull another March, we will show them their place, again.
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If you managed to read this, it means you haven’t slacked on your training with lamidian ink and prismometer. Good.
That part with “praying to the seven” was quite subtle, and is precious in informing us how influencial the Dagram Fanatics have become. We are sending a Lance of Inspectors right now, and new bodyguards should already have arrived. If they do their job well, you won’t see them. Act as you would normally.
Fusing Norodol and Ghureoz to Dagram, what bloodthirsty nitwits. Glory to the Golems, and to the Empire we keep in their name.
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