Sara Davis shimmied back into her flimsy silk dress and slipped her feet into her silken shoes with a cat-like grace and in near-perfect silence, tying her bright red hair back with a ribbon of scarlet lace. The Eastharbor councilman on the bed next to her snored softly, deep in a sleep wrought from exhausted satisfaction. Looking b...
2019-02-22 06:51:54 +0000 UTC View PostSo, my grandma is home. It's a lot of work, with her being in a wheelchair and all, but i'm managing with the help of my mother. Her going to a permanent nursing home still isn't out of the question due to her health, especially if we can't get some more assistance with lifting and transfers between wheelchair and bed and bathroom, etc. But than...
2019-02-18 16:32:28 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was very angry. And frustrated. And fatigued, to the point of exhaustion. Her [Flame Affinity] and [Heat Affinity] were getting a serious workout -- which was good -- but the effort of continuously flash-frying the sinister pollen out of the air was a pain in her bare backside. It used up her Mana when she knew she ...
2019-02-17 06:46:28 +0000 UTC View PostWorkin on today's chapter right now guys, aiming for getting it out tonight or in the wee morning hours. Coordinating with the Duck and the Skeleton across different time zones can be a difficult challenge, but we're makin it work. The home situation remains chaotic, but I'm managing.
Also trying to get the introductory interlude for The H...
2019-02-15 15:45:36 +0000 UTC View Post
Rella, former orphaned streetrat, later temple-girl and currently the [Oracle], huddled under the blankets in a farmer's cart as it wound its way through the hills approaching the small town of Brackholt. She had carefully avoided any temples or larger settlements as she travelled. Some stops in small villages to send messages had b...
2019-02-09 17:40:38 +0000 UTC View PostI'm furiously working on today's chapter. I've not had as much time as i would have liked to write this week, between doctor's appointments for my grandma and continuing work on the house. i contemplated cutting the chapter short today and posting it anyway to make it in time for the regular friday update, but after talking it over with a couple...
2019-02-08 23:18:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was hearing voices. Or, at least, she thought she was; faint whispers seeming to echo down the twisting corridors as if people were dancing and laughing just out of sight. The area she found herself in was maddening, with passages changing before her eyes as vines and plants drew back and regrew around her, almost a...
2019-02-01 21:48:44 +0000 UTC View Post
Jacob Ward sat his horse with greater ease than he would have ever thought possible in his previous life. [Horsemanship] was one of his passive skills, and allowed him much increased ability to understand his mount. He now handled the creature with smooth assurance.
One of the local youths who had not yet unlocked a class came...
2019-01-25 03:32:58 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie sat upon a magically raised earthen seat, happily chewing perfectly parboiled [Shardback Shellipede] and wishing she had some cocktail sauce from Earth.
“This tastes better than lobster, Lulu,” she said as she licked her fingers. “If I had hot butter we’d really be on a roll. Oh! Dinner rolls… Really...
2019-01-21 10:31:02 +0000 UTC View PostJust wanna check in with everyone with some updates on what's goin on at home. Things are lookin good for the future, but in the short term stuff is chaotic in the extreme.
my mother has moved in to help take care of my grandmother, but said grandmother is not improving as much as we had hoped. she's still coming home, but i'm b...
2019-01-18 06:44:01 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan was having a rather dreary day, all things considered. She had indulged in a much-needed breakdown and a good cry as she finally processed everything that had occurred to her since arriving in this new world, culminating in the rainfall carrying her to sleep in an unplanned nap. She felt much better upon waking, but the rains...
2019-01-15 14:17:17 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was having a very frustrating morning. Nearly an entire week had passed since parting ways with her distant ancestor, and every day had managed to be more irritating than the last. The [Skyclad Sorceress] currently sat upon a low stone stool raised from the earth with her magic, bent forward in a grouchy slouch with...
2019-01-12 00:06:31 +0000 UTC View PostJust wanted to let everyone know that the interlude earlier this week was a bonus chapter and not just this week's only chapter. Today's regularly scheduled chapter is only slightly delayed by the extra writing, the chapter is done and merely waiting on final proofreading/editing pass.
Things are lookin up with regards to my home situation...
2019-01-11 21:30:08 +0000 UTC View Post
Dana Pierce dropped the overheated welding rod with a hiss and shook her singed fingers. She had developed many resistances along with other useful skills since her arrival in the Dwarven city of Thun’Kadrass, but pain was still a thing she avoided, and without a high [Pain Resistance] burns still hurt. With a frustrated grunt, sh...
2019-01-09 18:34:17 +0000 UTC View Post
On any other day, in any other circumstance, Zizzy would have been overjoyed to be flying across the entirety of Stormbreak Isle. Chances for her to stretch her wings were few and far between, usually limited to training exercises with other teams of Wardens and her coveted free days that were, by the terms of the accord she struck ...
2019-01-04 11:16:08 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was having a pretty embarrassing day. The old witch, Moghren, had proven to be extremely curious about the conditions and limitations of her Skyclad class effects. The nude spellcaster was currently trying and failing horribly at eating soup with a spoon, while the old woman cackled with vicious amusement. Oddly eno...
2018-12-28 04:57:34 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan has another chapter coming down the pipe, revelations and teachings about the System and Magic will finally be explained to her so she's not just doing things so randomly!
After that we go back to Zizzy for an update on her investigation and her hunting of The Defiler.
As a holiday bonus, and because my grandmother got a very ...
2018-12-25 00:24:54 +0000 UTC View PostThe tiers have been updated with rewards. If i can help it, I want to avoid staggering early chapters out further and further ahead by tier. For one, I don't have a buffer, and second, that just makes me feel scummy and icky to think about, even though i could seriously use the funding. The early chapters and side character short stories will co...
2018-12-23 03:44:26 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was climbing a sheer rock wall, and having a far easier time of it than any self-proclaimed mountaineer or free-hand rock climber had ever been able to boast. Her magic made it as simple as climbing a ladder, and it was only getting easier the farther she ascended. Magic helped form the perfect hand and foot-holds s...
2018-12-21 23:01:14 +0000 UTC View PostI was intending to send each and every one of you guys a personalized message of thanks, but it seems y'all are comin by faster than i could type them up. I hope all of you understand just how much it means to me that people actually like the story i am creating.
Skyclad is just the start, as well. i have at least three major arcs plan...
2018-12-17 20:15:55 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was fighting for her life, and enjoying every glorious moment of it. The magic she wielded was vibrant in a way she didn't - or couldn't - notice before. In her blood, in her bones and in her mind, it hummed. It was utterly intoxicating, a feeling of near invincibility. Her magic seemed to plead to be used, the Ma...
2018-12-17 13:50:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was suddenly back in her own physical body, and thoughts of wings and tattoos were whisked away by this new state of affairs. She found herself unable to move, and she quickly realized that the class selection experience was only the beginning of her newest ordeal. In the span of two heartbeats, the notifications began as ...
2018-12-15 01:07:17 +0000 UTC View Post
Lulu the valiant scrubby shuffled back and forth, doing its best to ignore the things nearby that seemed to call out to be cleaned. Cleaning was admittedly one of the greater parts of Lulu’s existence, and was something of a joy to accomplish, but right now even the act of cleaning was downranked to secondary importance, if not something...
2018-12-15 00:58:37 +0000 UTC View Post
Zizzy was startled awake by a notification as the dim, predawn light began to brighten the single small window of her tiny apartment. As groggy and grumpy as she was, she simply dismissed the notification without even bothering to check as the peals of the temple bells announced the arrival of dawn. The sleepy fugue state persisted as she ...
2018-12-15 00:57:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was experiencing something that she had never before experienced. Absolute serenity. Or as close to it as it’s possible to get, she mused to herself. She stood upon ground that was not ground. She could feel smooth loamy dirt beneath her bare feet, but she could not see it. Or anything else, for that matter.&nbs...
2018-12-15 00:55:47 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was running for her life, with a warbling scrubby giving panic-filled trills while desperately hanging on to her shoulder with whatever loofah magic that Lulu used. When the first giant wolf had appeared at the far edge of the meadow, she had felt confident in her abilities to defend herself with her magic. But [Naked Inst...
2018-12-15 00:54:16 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was in a very sorry state. She was flat on her back in a crater the size of a small house. A crater that had in fact been her house, even if only for a single night. Cold rain fell in slow lazy plops that hissed and sizzled into steam once they came into contact with the glowing remnants of molten stone a...
2018-12-15 00:49:30 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was having a very dreary day. By all that she could tell, it was only going to get worse. She had been startled awake not by notifications in her mind, but by ground-shaking thunderclaps and flashes of old-fashioned lightning from outside her magically excavated burrow. Her fire had gone out, and she had braved a very quic...
2018-12-15 00:48:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was having a fairly pleasant day, all things considered. She was still stuck in some magical world that was very not-Earth, and she was still naked. But, she had learned magic, her bath loofah had come alive and was her friend-pet, and nothing had tried to eat her yet on this second day of her new life. She had left the gi...
2018-12-15 00:46:32 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was startled awake by the intrusion of more insistent DING! notifications slamming into her head. She was alive, although she was not quite sure how. Her everything hurt, but in a distant and numbed manner. It was as if she were sitting in the back seat of her own mind. Sensations filtered through as if sh...
2018-12-15 00:30:58 +0000 UTC View Post