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[X] If he'd like to go on a date.
I'd rather save the sex for the victor of our dragons heart
I'd rather save the sex for the victor of our dragons heart
I'm loving this imagery.The second half of that particular speech is hanging there in the air, as real as an apple dangling from the boughs of a tree, but he doesn't pick it. At best he's tugging at the base of the branch, bringing it down just far enough that you can reach if you try.
I love Eldingar.You should give him a piece of your mind. "N-no," you reply eventually. You think he gets the gist of the rebuke.
I love Eldingar.For a minute it's like an entire committee's stood up in your head and all started trying to talk over each other in various strains of 'how dare you' and 'irrelevant to the case' and comebacks like 'are you' that run the gamut between unhelpful to just plain stupid.
There's a lot more to accepting one's orientation than sex, and our dragon desperately needs to know how to manage relationships.Belial provides a pretty casual, low-stress way for Eldingar to come to terms with this part of himself in a setting that's safe and pretty supportive.
I'm gonna be honest folks, this right here was IMO the money line of this update.
"That's their familiar-"
Jun-ho gasps with the kind of force you'd expect prior to releasing some elemental breath and wiggles forward, coming to a stop flat on his stomach in front of the familiar with wide eyes. "It's the cutest thing I've ever seen!" he exclaims.
'Mee-ma-mo!' the familiar seems to agree.
"Are we keeping it? Tell me we're keeping it!"
"Y-yes we're keeping it," you answer haltingly, taken rather off-guard. "Like I said it's Abzu's familiar, they can see and hear through it so we can communicate if the need arises."
You wait for follow-up questions. You receive none. Jun-ho is altogether absorbed by the blob, experimentally prodding the jiggling surface and grinning like an idiot at its weird, mumbling giggles.
eeee it's canon now... one hundred bags of gold on the wall one hundred bags of gold, you hoard them jealously, kill someone for theirs, one hundred and one bags of gold on the wall...
Jun-ho gasps with the kind of force you'd expect prior to releasing some elemental breath and wiggles forward, coming to a stop flat on his stomach in front of the familiar with wide eyes. "It's the cutest thing I've ever seen!" he exclaims.
'Mee-ma-mo!' the familiar seems to agree.
"Are we keeping it? Tell me we're keeping it!"
"Y-yes we're keeping it," you answer haltingly, taken rather off-guard. "Like I said it's Abzu's familiar, they can see and hear through it so we can communicate if the need arises."
You wait for follow-up questions. You receive none. Jun-ho is altogether absorbed by the blob, experimentally prodding the jiggling surface and grinning like an idiot at its weird, mumbling giggles. Clearly he has enough stimulus to occupy himself for the rest of the day so you decide to leave him to it, taking wing with a mumbled half-hearted excuse about needing to update Belial on the situation too. You leave the disgustingly twee noises of dragon and blob playing together behind
/me pumps fist"Hah, anytime." Belial fiddles with his bangs in the short silence, trying to hang the raven-black strands in such a way as to keep the wind from blowing them in his eyes too much. " 'ey, I know it's kind of a big ask considering you weren't expecting to entertain company so it's kind of a long shot, but I got to talking to Jun-ho about it while you were gone so I kinda gotta ask. Could you look into getting us a place to live at some point?"
You blink, craning your long scaly neck around to get a better look at him. "Where's all this coming from?" you ask. "You freeload quite happily in my dreams and Jun-ho is a dragon, bare rock is quite fine for him."
He shoots you a wry look. "Look I get it, you've lived alone for what, fifty years? It's easy to lose track of that stuff. But I got literally nothing to do all day every day right now and Jun-ho might be a dragon but his type isn't really s'posed to curl up on some rocks in the corner while you get all the comfy gold. You follow? And I bet it's not helping Makram's mood he has to float everywhere 'cause shit's all stone and cliffs and everything."
You narrow your eyes. "You expect me to turn my lair into some kind of... 'halfway house'?" you sniff.
He shrugs. "You wanna kick us all out?"
You do a double-take, blinking as if struck on the nose. You- but- that's an unfair way to phrase it! You said nothing of the sort! Really, the nerve of some people, to speak so confrontationally. You should give him a piece of your mind. "N-no," you reply eventually. You think he gets the gist of the rebuke.
"Then you should probably start dropping some lines for contractors," Belial says, running his talons through his hair with a soft sigh. Lacing them together behind his neck and stretching with a soft grunt. "Jun-ho says that was one of the things your mother was rambling about yeah? You kinda gotta do it sooner or later so, y'know."
I've gotta give you props here Zerban, you do a real good job of giving these characters distinctive voices. Eldingar just naturally reads like someone babbling on anxiously, while Belial comes across very much as someone centred, slowed down, a calming influence. It's cute, but it's also a very clear character dynamic, which means that when Belial says stuff like..."Abzu says it's about compatibility," you reply, lifting one foreclaw to wave vaguely. "Not that that mattered to Makram and now four of the five people on the map who I've met know and there's still five more to meet which is oddly quantifiable as far as potential romantic interests go and I'm feeling very..."
You trail off, constantly searching for a suitable word and finding none.
"Confused?" Belial prompts. "Overwhelmed?"
... I can see it. He reads like someone who made a specialty out of virgins, of knowing how to coax them out of their insecurities and give them a good introduction."I'm not laughing at you," he says, relaxed as can be. "It's just the situation that's kinda funny. Gay and bi virgins were kind of my speciality back in the day so like, trust me. I've seen every single variant of it."
You narrow your eyes at him. "Is this the part where you brag about the amount of virgins you've deflowered in the pursuit of whatever dark purpose a demon is sent to this plane to accomplish?"
He shrugs. He's so sanguine about everything it's bordering on annoying. At least with Makram you can't feel bad about it because he instigates or hits back. Now you just feel all guilty. You fall silent and wait for the incubus to say something.
"Guy's gotta eat," he says at last. "And virginity's a bullshit societal fabrication anyway, but that doesn't matter when it feels so real and how it feels matters more than anything else in my experience." He glances at you. "It's so easy to bite down the urge every time, isn't it? When you get that thought in your head that a guy's cute, or when you want to say he has a nice laugh, or when you just want to picture it all in your head. You tell yourself it doesn't matter because the first ten, twenty, thirty times it really doesn't feel like it does. But it sticks around, and it piles up, and it starts sticking together into one big ball of sour feelings that gets harder and harder to stomach but even harder to do anything about."
I mean, it's a gigantic rocky spire. We have space, we just need to mine it out, probably create outside access with alcoves and shit and really sturdy doors for all the inclement weather.[X] If he'd like to... show you how it's done.
Anyhoo, anybody with architecture experience have any ideas to make Eldingar's Lair both large enough for the 10+ harem and make it actually something he feels actual pride in, as opposed to it being good enough to not be ashamed of?
Anyhoo, anybody with architecture experience have any ideas to make Eldingar's Lair both large enough for the 10+ harem and make it actually something he feels actual pride in, as opposed to it being good enough to not be ashamed of?
Are we going to end up with a dwarf carving out rooms for us or dig into the ground? The animosity between dwarves and dragons tends to be strong in fantasy, but we have more alcohol than we have dragons in the spire, which dwarves love. (that is if I am being presumptuous about an already unique fantasy world that seems to do its own thing.)We could always expand outside the mountain. Build spires on top, or a settlement at the base/on the slopes. Or heck, dig underneath it.
Good booze seems to be a working social strategy so far. It helped deal with Eldingar's mother, along with breaking the ice for Jun-ho.The animosity between dwarves and dragons tends to be strong in fantasy, but we have more alcohol than we have dragons in the spire, which dwarves love.