Rainy says:
Wait. Look at the top of the poster.
…Espionage, terrorism, and murder? Glass???
She… what? Is this what she’s been hiding from you? Is this why she’s been asking to get a gun on her first day here? What was she going to do with it? Is this why she asked for a pardon back there? Who did she murder? Oh my God…
Teacup Angel says:
No no no, this can’t be right. A Sorya criminal mastermind who sticks her neck out for strangers she’s barely met and with the most improbable story to ask for an audience with the Shintarics? That’s the opposite of keeping a low profile.
Glass has issues, but not like this. She can’t even read. Does she even know she’s wanted?
O-okay, let’s just unpack this… Looking past the sinister depiction of Glass… she really didn’t lay a claw on you —well, not intentionally. Her claws kind of dug into your arm when she was pulling you, but she didn’t really know that. If she’s really a mass-murderer, you’d not have woken up yesterday — or even this morning. Not to mention how shy she looked when she confessed that she’s illiterate. You caught a glimpse of vulnerability there, today. It’s hard to imagine a Sorya going out of their way to fake that, it just feels like way too much work to waste on someone like you.
Perhaps it’s just that the Qoths are always so keen to flood the city square and districts with anti-Sorya propaganda. Yeah… Perhaps per-usual, they’ve painted such a broad stroke that Glass got caught in their . Heck, even the Qoths themselves accuse each other of being Sorya spies on occasion.
And Glass seems like— say, I don’t know, like a different type of criminal? Like she’s too reckless to be a spy? And not in a subversive way. Like shouldn’t a spy at least know basic local customs like wearing shoes? It just seemed so baffling how much she didn’t care. And also her jokes are just so brainless; so far the subjects consist either of genitalia or eating you.
You feel like the only crime she’d be guilty of is spanking a thinking it will just turn on and start playing.
Okay, you might be over-analyzing this. Just— let’s move on.
GAB says:
Crikey, that’s one big Kunevah. Were you even aware they made those in that size…?
Garfunk says:
Good god she’s HUGE- okay, try to keep a level head, don’t think about how far she could probably throw you.
Qoths have always unnerved you. There’s just something about their pale faces and eyes— gazing at you like they know you’re guilty of something. You were already antsy dealing with the sergeant the other day, but oh goodness, this captain.
Much taller. Unnatural grey eyes you’ve never seen on a grazer before. And that eerie scar twisting her mouth into a permanent smile. Your mind spirals towards wondering if she’s even a Kunehva at all, but you shove it down before those thoughts take hold.
J-just stay calm, and you’ll get through this.
Oh goodness, you can faintly hear her heart beat under her breastplate from here.
VoiceOfTheAbyss says:
Zeb, read that paper carefully…..Because if you answer in a way that ends up with the person who saved your life, WITH THEIR HEAD CHOPPED OFF, I’m afraid no amount of punishment will ever lead to forgiveness for guiding that very blade to their neck. Tell that “captain” to get off the machine and get some distance, personal space is important after all; especially so when they’re trying to strike up a conversation.
“C-can you please… uh— give me a little space? You’re v-very close and it’s making me nervous.”
“I asked ye a question.”
DaBeard says:
Okay, hear me out; The D-model has the ability to reverse, and the captain is on the front of it… Zeb, do you feel like taking control of your situation and not being helpless?
Her giant, metal paw is covering the drive lever you need to reverse with. You wouldn’t dare. If you decide to take control of your situation, she’d probably take control of your windpipe.
Phosfen says:
Hey, they’ll probably give you five whole urchins if you sell her out! Maybe 10. That’s good money. Could buy a sandwich with that.
Mal says:
An opportunity presents itself. This could be an expedient way to remove the current source of stress in your life. You might even get a reward for your troubles.
You may be angry with Glass, but you don’t think she should die. Because, those are some damning accusations. If she is caught, she will without a doubt face the axe. And that is if the Qoths don’t kill her on the spot. And sure, she is a rascal. A thorn in your side, even. You’d love to just yell at her for corrupting your very soul.
But terrorism and murder? On her first day? That just seems so out there for her.
Besides, you… can’t really forget. As much as she’s unintentionally ruining your life, she’s also the reason you still have it.
Also a sandwich doesn’t cost 10 urchins. Like the economy’s not that great and all but that’s just crazy talk.
Jonathan Currie says:
Lie, you still care for her, so lie
“I… um. N-no. I don’t recall seeing her. S-sorry.”
The captain stares into you, and you feel panic start to bubble up. “Kindly step off of the crank.”
This was a bad idea.
More Qothic soldiers surround you. About a dozen or so normal sized Kunehva investigate the lot. You’re starting to realize how serious this is.
“Either Sergeant Karvik misrembered seeing ye with her on a model C yesterday, or ye’re no thinking hard enough, lassie.
“Go on, then. I’ll let ye try again.”
Enyo says:
She clearly already knows since she’s singling you out to find Glass, she’s just checking if she’s going to have to snap you like a twig too, so maybe don’t get snapped like a twig by a kunehva of unusual size.
Oh goodness… You can’t help but tremble. You weren’t ready for her to easily handle you like that.
Ugh, you’re not a good liar; and why are you even considering lying? It’s going to be your hide on the line and if you keep this behavior up, you will have to answer to God and the law.
“Ok… I’m sorry, I know her.” you peep out.
The Captain leans in, “One more time, please?”
“I said I know her.”
“How well?”
“I–I um… I… S-sorry… Am I— Am I in trouble?”
Her tone softens. “Naw, pumpkin, ye’re not in trouble. Yesterday morning, this ‘Glass’ was responsible for the deaths of a dozen souls— 8 of them being Captain Iplyn Delaford’s marines. If ye ken where she’s at, we can keep the citizenry safe.”
“O-Oh goodness…Delaford? I know nothing of that, I swear.”
“Think harder, now.”
“N-no, honest to God, I don’t know that Glass would be even capable of that. I have no ill wills against the Delafords— I mean— you know Ikogard Delaford? The racer? I’m like his biggest fan. I-I’d never do anything like that to a Delaford.”
Halflite says:
You have in fact seen this one. Where she is now? Well, you don’t know that.
You continue, “I-I just drove her from Vebruk to Cohv. She spent the night at my place, and we went into town together. W-we were at th-the merchant’s district but… we got into an argument and then we split up.”
Her eyes narrow, “What were ye arguing about?”
“Well, my faith…”
“Which is?”
“I’m a Pasturist.”
She smirks, “Heh, that’ll dae it. Not surprising at all. I was just curious because ye dinnae really dress like a Pasturist would.”
“W-what should a Pasturist dress like?”
“Well, the lasses tend tae bundle up and wear those trenchers on their faces, eh—what’s the word for those…”
“‘Kogs?’ They’re holy masks.”
“Aye! Those ones— but ye dress more along the lines of a Shintaric.”
You pause, “I…I do? How do they dress?”
“Like the beauty’s spilling out, hahaha.” she winks at you.
“Oh goodness,—I I’m actually a…”
She turns to the soldier, “Ack, you lads got the cozy war over here, did ye no?” ‘Welcome to the army, Landylyn. Choose a campaign: Would ye like tae get blown up at the canal or eat ice cream off the bosom? Ah, Am no hungry.’ I tell ‘em.
“Now just when I come to join the fun in Siltria, the Nanzuul are running cranks and we’re already running out of icecream.”
She turns back to you. “It’s a mess, isn’t it? Yer folk dinnae ken when tae quit. I mean, ye’d think after the sixth crusade they’d go, ‘alright—pack it in lads, we’re dying a wee bit more than we’re shaggin’ here.”
You reply to what you think she said, “They’re… not my folk. I actually despise them.”
“I understand. And dinnae worry, yer free tae be pretty here. More than Calixo come tae think of it.” She scratches her ear. “Where was I? Ah, yer haverin’. Was this Glass of yers a Shintaric? Or at least, pretending tae be one?”
“N-no, she didn’t really seem to care at all about God.”
“Really? None of ‘em? She couldnae choose one?” There’s like over a hundred!”
“There’s only one true God.” you correct her.
“Ah, so this is how yer argument started?”
“Nevermind…” you mutter.
“One more time, pumpkin?”
You speak up, “I said ‘nevermind’. It’s nothing.”
“Okay, so how close were ye tae the Beacon when ye split?”
Your heart stops, “Th-the Beacon?”
“Aye, it’s hard to miss. How close?”
“Uh… we were…”
You hesitate, tripped up by the fact you were standing-in-front-of-the-lightkeeper close.
Wait, are you trying to lie again? Why can’t you just stop sinning? Can’t you just tell the captain the truth? Every time you try to help Glass you always end up in more trouble. Maybe Shama is testing you. Maybe this giant Kunehva with a weird accent is a warning: keep sinning for the hunter and there will be consequences. Because if she catches you in a lie, you’re definitely going down with Glass.
You try not to spiral.
So you want her dead then? If you tell the truth, you’re condemning Glass to death for something you don’t even think she did. Could you even live with yourself if you did that to your savior?
But, she will be left behind anyway, do you want to join her?
Do you still think you won’t be left behind? Think about how much you’ve been straying away from Shama…
Damn it all, you’re taking too long just trying to be stupid. Now you have to tell the truth.
But you can’t.
I imagine that Zeb will encounter Landylyn again, this time when he is trying to hide a fugitive Glass. I picture a David versus Goliath scene, where Zeb beats and humiliates Landylyn in front of all her troops.
I am really digging the characterization of Zeb. He appears closed minded, but on the inside it is like a tumultuous torrent constantly in motion. It is always interesting to see someone on the anxious spectrum being religious.
thank you! :3 he’s a lil ball of nerves!
I have an idea. I think it would be good to see Zeb take a few levels of badass (I think that is the trope) and becomes a fearless and skilled warrior. Like Luke Skywalker. He goes from a farming boy on Tatooine to defeating the Darth Vader, the second most powerful sith in the Galaxy.
Re-reading the archives for the second time, after a (un?)healthy bit of skimming the extra lore and the official gallery.
This is probably the best original setting I’ve seen for furry races, and all the hinted depth, the potential for growth, the consistency of the character’s perspectives even in a format where the plot is steered by suggestions has been a joy to see.
I can tell there’s a lot of love and care put into the setting, written and drawn, and it’s been an absolute pleasure to see it all unfold. It’s not just entertainment to me, it’s inspiring, and I want to thank Jasken and Yitexity for creating it all.
Aww, I appreciate this! It’s a joy to create and share this story to you! x3
I have an idea, but im not entirely sure if it would work. So Glasse is definitely involved with the lightkeeper, politically wise yeah? The lightkeeper and the whole religion thing seems pretty big. So big and so influential that perhaps… they are just as powerful as the regular government here. Since Glasse is on an important mission here, perhaps if you hint (but not directly clue them in as to accidentally expose yourself of knowing more), such as mentioning that she was “invited” by the lightkeeper to visit, then that may just save your life and hers. If i am correct, with the captain referring to religion in a bit of negative light, then i think it is possible to infer that the two sides dont get along, and therefore neither would the respective governments. At the very least, if they meet up with the lightkeeper to try and claim glasse, there is a good chance that they will be cockblocked (legally) from trying to capture her and therefore interrupt her mission. I will admit however that i do not know the politics of the two sides very well, and this is quite a long shot, but its good food for thought, pining two sides against each other to try and delay or even stop glasse’s arrest
I don’t think Zeb is willing to potentially set off a war
That *could* happen, but even with the serious charges against Glasse, i dont think it’ll be enough to set off a war. I think…
This looks like a “Know your rights!” situation if I ever saw one.
Yeah! What *are* his rights?
His cousin is a lawyer, maybe he can help.
LEAVE HIM ALONEE
I’d throw up at this point, honestly.
why he so 🐐