Has the awe inspiring spectacle of diversity that is Kill 6 Billion Demons become so common and ordinary to our jaded eyes that we think a desk lamp is the odd thing?
A few months in the void might be good for us! Set our perspective aright!
Mykos has likely seen a great deal of products coming out of other worlds, in the time it took Mother Om to strip it bare of resources. It’s not impossible for desk lamps to be introduced to a society that uses scrolls.
Indeed, it may just be the Silent Brothers who still use scrolls while the rest of Mykos uses books. Secret orders are well known for their conservative methods.
I find that rather unlikely. I only know of a few ways to do such a thing, and they either require a larger body, or constant attention, neither of which I think is being given to that lamp. No, it’s probably just a technological item from another world.
It may seem to be an anachronism to you, but it seems perfectly reasonable to me. I’m Jewish, and we read from a parchment Torah scroll by electric lights. I think you’d also see something similar if someone was doing traditional Chinese calligraphy.
Kill Six Billion Demons.
Where the most minor character would probably, in reality, be some of the most impressive individuals you could ever hope to come across.
Yet still end up becoming fodder for people who would probably put nuclear weapons to shame.
She is uncomfortable with complements. She is uncomfortable with her own competence. She is worthy only if others insist. She defines her self as a gift for others, a servant. Despite her obvious qualifications to lead, she has decided that she is helpless without someone with the will to rule.
This makes her marvelous in juxtaposition with the King Ascendant. Such great growth potential.
I pray that she encounters hardships sufficient to break her masks so that she might meet herself for the first time and be healed
That’s a coquettish little number called the “I was playing coy and giving you the chance to be magnanimous about this, but I actually have you by the balls, and you have no choice but to accept my offer.”
I’m not sure how well that smarm is going to serve her as an advisor of the goddess of god murdering, but it is nice to see Princess Jack Jack Daniels … Blueberry Esquire sticking up for her. That’s an unexpected alliance that I’d like to see developed.
Amuse one as old as the Wheel and as patient as winter, with your understanding of what blood life so adorably calls “the carnal arts.”
*Harrumph*
–As though the willy-nilly way that blood spreads it’s seeds could be considered artful compared to the infinite variety of ways it can be Harvested. Why half of the whore-pits in Jagganoth’s realms are little more than factories for child soldiers. I remember back in the days of the War of the Demiurges, now there was a time when the Reaping was constantly elevated to new levels of artistry, in both style and substance. Not a day passed without some young warrior inventing a new way to …[this rant continues for some time and never returns to the original topic.]
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Not sure I get Nyave’s reaction in the last panel.
Also, it looks like Allison’s reaction to that was something along the lines of “If you were flying the ship, then does that mean noone’s flying the ship right now?!”
White Chain, while being a sexless angel, it could be argued considers its gender as female as seen previously. Demons seem to change their sex depending on color, and it would appear that the blue classification is predominantly female, save perhaps Number One. Nyave and Allison are both presumed to be female. So yes, one could make an arguable statement that all in this merry band are women.
Stimulate them to invest all their resources in forming and educating their best & brightest. The future leaders, the future geniuses! Polish those gems until the shine brightest throughout the realm! Then gather those who carry the promise to lead, reshape and better society… and then be sure to kill them all.
Though True Royalty reforges the world by will, people like Nyave are the tools that allow the master-smith to harden, sharpen, and eventually decorate their work.
Mother Om knew how to bend material to her will, yet if you keep bending, all materials will eventually snap. She might have had fire, but she never knew how to forge.
Indeed, Mother Om only figured out the most elementary of uses for fire: cooking. And lo, she has cooked and devoured the best and brightest of thousands of worlds.
What a waste. The blood of the educated is little different in flavor from that of the fool. But then, the Silent Brotherhood couldn’t have known Nadia’s intentions, and their effort will serve their universe well, before the end. Of this I have no doubt.
On another note, it seems Jack has lost her ruddy tone since last I looked. Perhaps a note of chagrin that she herself cannot fly the Yamga?
Never offer yourself as a willing servant to another. Always demand to be an equal partner in all of the crimes (legal or otherwise) that you are about to commit, even in the face of God herself. You will do half the work, you will take half the pain, you will be entitled to half the glory and dividends of your ordeal and in the end you can repay your partner’s trust by running off with all the reward money for yourself.
Coming to think of it, that policy might be why I have a bounty on my head on so many worlds…
One of the markings of true Royalty is that they inspire true loyalty. Even ebon devils will bow before the true king, for they command a power far more potent than any art: respect.
The text in the little rectangles is a bit confusing, since it’s first person but then third? I assume it’s her thoughts? Wouldn’t it be “Trained by the Mykossian silent brothers since I was young…”, then?
But only the very best daughters.
You must refine, anneal and sharpen them, in the same way you would a blade.
How else will you draw anything of value from the ashes, after the thirsting gods have drunk their fill?
Not that it matters. There is always the next harvest.
The lamp in panel eight appears out of place next to the papyrus scroll.
Has the awe inspiring spectacle of diversity that is Kill 6 Billion Demons become so common and ordinary to our jaded eyes that we think a desk lamp is the odd thing?
A few months in the void might be good for us! Set our perspective aright!
Mykos has likely seen a great deal of products coming out of other worlds, in the time it took Mother Om to strip it bare of resources. It’s not impossible for desk lamps to be introduced to a society that uses scrolls.
Indeed, it may just be the Silent Brothers who still use scrolls while the rest of Mykos uses books. Secret orders are well known for their conservative methods.
Maybe the lamp is powered by the Art.
I find that rather unlikely. I only know of a few ways to do such a thing, and they either require a larger body, or constant attention, neither of which I think is being given to that lamp. No, it’s probably just a technological item from another world.
You want her to read in the dark? How cruel
It may seem to be an anachronism to you, but it seems perfectly reasonable to me. I’m Jewish, and we read from a parchment Torah scroll by electric lights. I think you’d also see something similar if someone was doing traditional Chinese calligraphy.
The lamp is a fellow student. You may recognize him from the works of the great playwright Pi’xar.
Are you questioning the methods of the Silent Brothers?
Name and reincarnation number doesn’t check out.
On many worlds, it is traditional to name your children as if they were angels.
Stair related accidents are linked to numbers with the digits 314 and 612 — it is practically a mathematical law.
Hey, White Chain has a “teevee” in her apartment back in Throne.
(I’m not entirely sure what that is. I’m told it’s somehow used to make pictures move)
If it makes you feel any better, it’s probably full of luminescent wyvern piss or something.
I’d never thought to be glad that finishing my degree got me a diploma instead of getting fed to an undead pelvis tree, but now i am.
It could be worse, you could get a desk job out of it.
The knowledge that Father Om has consumed is irreplaceable. Truly indulgent is Mother Om.
Kill Six Billion Demons.
Where the most minor character would probably, in reality, be some of the most impressive individuals you could ever hope to come across.
Yet still end up becoming fodder for people who would probably put nuclear weapons to shame.
Such is the backwards nature of Empires.
White Chain *is* a nuclear weapon.
Only the true Royalty denies their divinity!
I’m not quite sure what she means by that face.
She is uncomfortable with complements. She is uncomfortable with her own competence. She is worthy only if others insist. She defines her self as a gift for others, a servant. Despite her obvious qualifications to lead, she has decided that she is helpless without someone with the will to rule.
This makes her marvelous in juxtaposition with the King Ascendant. Such great growth potential.
I pray that she encounters hardships sufficient to break her masks so that she might meet herself for the first time and be healed
That’s a coquettish little number called the “I was playing coy and giving you the chance to be magnanimous about this, but I actually have you by the balls, and you have no choice but to accept my offer.”
I’m not sure how well that smarm is going to serve her as an advisor of the goddess of god murdering, but it is nice to see Princess Jack Jack Daniels … Blueberry Esquire sticking up for her. That’s an unexpected alliance that I’d like to see developed.
Ah, a child of summer. That, young Reaper, is the gaze of one anticipating that the discussion must soon turn to the carnal arts.
…
….
Please, define the word coquettish.
Amuse one as old as the Wheel and as patient as winter, with your understanding of what blood life so adorably calls “the carnal arts.”
*Harrumph*
–As though the willy-nilly way that blood spreads it’s seeds could be considered artful compared to the infinite variety of ways it can be Harvested. Why half of the whore-pits in Jagganoth’s realms are little more than factories for child soldiers. I remember back in the days of the War of the Demiurges, now there was a time when the Reaping was constantly elevated to new levels of artistry, in both style and substance. Not a day passed without some young warrior inventing a new way to …[this rant continues for some time and never returns to the original topic.]
I’m not quite sure what she means by that face. (I’m also not quite sure whether this comment was already posted or not? It’s not showing anything…)
This is normal. All is well. All statements must be seen by our dear host Abaddon (or perhaps an intermediary) before becoming visible to the world.
Repetition is the path to mastery
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It was. That’s bizarre.
Comments must be manually approved before they show up in the comments section. Which is why you may very well see this explained to you more than once. ‘Tis a small price to pay for a ward capable of staying the hand of Spam Daemons.
Everybody has to learn about the comment moderation que once. Don’t worry about it.
Feed your best and brightest to a tree. Om know how to make her kingdom great agains.
I’m going to build an immortality tree, and it’s going to be a great tree. It won’t be a giant penis, that I can assure you.
–and I’m going to make Jaggonoth pay for it.
The mortals aren’t sending their best, So we’ll have to make the city float.
Something about that very normal and mundane desk lamp tickles me.
Abbadon, if you ever kill off Nyave i will riot!
Not sure I get Nyave’s reaction in the last panel.
Also, it looks like Allison’s reaction to that was something along the lines of “If you were flying the ship, then does that mean noone’s flying the ship right now?!”
I think Nyave’s embarrassed by her own skills, and doesn’t know how to behave in front of TRUE ROYALTY
But that’s what I get from this page alone, our dear master Abbadon said that we will understand with the next offering
I doubt there is anyone in all the rotting worlds who knows how to behave before True Royalty. Nyave should write a book.
Nyave’s a genius, hell yeah hell yeah. I like her even more, Alison needs a level head around.
What wonderful Women are here. Magnificent all…
But only two of them are women…
White Chain, while being a sexless angel, it could be argued considers its gender as female as seen previously. Demons seem to change their sex depending on color, and it would appear that the blue classification is predominantly female, save perhaps Number One. Nyave and Allison are both presumed to be female. So yes, one could make an arguable statement that all in this merry band are women.
Keeping a society suppressed & stumbling 101:
Stimulate them to invest all their resources in forming and educating their best & brightest. The future leaders, the future geniuses! Polish those gems until the shine brightest throughout the realm! Then gather those who carry the promise to lead, reshape and better society… and then be sure to kill them all.
Though True Royalty reforges the world by will, people like Nyave are the tools that allow the master-smith to harden, sharpen, and eventually decorate their work.
Mother Om knew how to bend material to her will, yet if you keep bending, all materials will eventually snap. She might have had fire, but she never knew how to forge.
Indeed, Mother Om only figured out the most elementary of uses for fire: cooking. And lo, she has cooked and devoured the best and brightest of thousands of worlds.
What a waste. The blood of the educated is little different in flavor from that of the fool. But then, the Silent Brotherhood couldn’t have known Nadia’s intentions, and their effort will serve their universe well, before the end. Of this I have no doubt.
On another note, it seems Jack has lost her ruddy tone since last I looked. Perhaps a note of chagrin that she herself cannot fly the Yamga?
In the Reaping of All Blood I have lost any taste for it. Just as well ask a man what his own tongue tastes like.
Still, Hastet Om was a man with… specific tastes, in his wives.
Never offer yourself as a willing servant to another. Always demand to be an equal partner in all of the crimes (legal or otherwise) that you are about to commit, even in the face of God herself. You will do half the work, you will take half the pain, you will be entitled to half the glory and dividends of your ordeal and in the end you can repay your partner’s trust by running off with all the reward money for yourself.
Coming to think of it, that policy might be why I have a bounty on my head on so many worlds…
One of the markings of true Royalty is that they inspire true loyalty. Even ebon devils will bow before the true king, for they command a power far more potent than any art: respect.
It helps that they can rip your mask off and feed it to you if you displease them.
That is how one earns respect from a devil.
I…I can’t read that face on the last panel. Is she happy? Being coy? Relieved at not being thrown off the ship? :/
All of the above.
The Cleric has joined the Party.
[x] Bard
[x] Monk
[x] Cleric
[ ] Wizard
[x] Paladin/Sorceress/DM’s GF
I think Cio cross-classed Wizard, Bard, and Thief. While Nyave seems more like a skillmonkey build, get that girl a utility belt!
Isn’t cross classing wizard, Bard and Thief still just a Bard?
[x] Custom class that invalidates all the others
[]Skeleton
Nyave a cute! C U T E!
The text in the little rectangles is a bit confusing, since it’s first person but then third? I assume it’s her thoughts? Wouldn’t it be “Trained by the Mykossian silent brothers since I was young…”, then?
I suspect we hear the voice of our resident booze-devil.
It’s the punctuation that is wrong.
“Not a servant then. An advisor.”
Should read, “Not a servant then; an advisor.”
A comma, ellipsis or colon would also be okay, if you are some kind of Angry Flower that hate subtlety in punctuation.
The period indicates a full stop, which is weird when the sentence resumes on the next panel, in a different room and a different type of bubble.
Leaving the thought hanging would prepare the reader to be looking for the continuation of the thought, and it would be less jarring.
O Alysoune! Be ye ware
Honoure hath cast Kynges low.
“But if you’re here, and she’s here, and they’re here too, then who…?!
A debt can be a heavy weight,
but a bond can give both parties lift.
Recall Mayhew’s and Ford’s.
Brave Nyave You know not your value to them. You do as you must and sail on.