Seeker of Thrones 5-37
Chapter: 5
“Vastoki was Prince Kassardi’s first wife, and the youngest. She wore only one ring and kept her fingernails expertly trimmed. Her dress was a short cut, her vela plain and good for traveling, and she wore eye glasses. Her teeth were filed to points, and she kept sparrow feathers tucked behind her ear. She was a master marksmen with the long rifle, with which she had trained her whole life, so that on her wedding day she could swiftly assassinate her rivals. By the time it had reached her wedding day she had hunted five men in practice and was thirsty for blood.
It was for this reason she was the first to set out in search when the prince was found missing.”
– Tales of the Silver Prince
Cio, with the most skeptical bedroom eyes ever…
Aristotle thinks he knows
about nutrition and corruption.
Some things need moderating more than others.
…And yeah, re: mouseover, I think I’ve eaten at the stall next door. The one that was half a hair less skeevy and not so stingy with the peppers.
I remember that one too! I’ve been there when I was on my last Pan-Omniverse Bankers’ Association meeting. And let me tell you, they’re spicy but pricey! I ordered the Magrathea-style glazed hydranoodles, and it ended up being so expensive after my 16th round that I had to give them a couple gallons of my blood… And the Phlebotomist’s Guild were assholes; what do you mean Gold isn’t a blood type?!
I wonder then, if next we shall see an exchange between one who thinks herself wise and one who has found herself wise.
None of the latter are yet present. Aesma’s blessings be upon them.
Allison, really! One of your companions/subjects is still eating! Have some basic courtesy!
Such courtesy is bellow those with limited potetial…however, I myself would be quite miffed if I hadn’t even begun to eat my noodles after waiting a good portion to cool. Little deary here should take a box to-go.
Lovely noodle shop, though I worry what that red card can do…. Maybe its a method of payment?
It would seem as though Allison’s appetite has not suffered in her deal with Incubus.
Although perhaps that hunger is another side effect of the true emptiness to come…
Holy YISUN, do I spot a statue of Aesma in her wild young age?
And knowing who really is Gog-Agog, that statue makes for some fine irony.
I must have spent ten minutes just fanboying over this page. So. Much. Freaking. Detail. You can practically smell and taste the place. I wanna try that tea -though it’ll probably be awful- and put a coin into that donation box with the lucky frog. I freaking LOVE it.
Also, CIO <3
Is that a Gog Magog statue? It seems like a rather flippant to treat the image of one of the “gods” of the Seven-Part World.
Gog-Agog is so vain that she’d likely see it as a compliment for there to be cheap statuettes of her in a noodle stall
TIME TO DUEL
Pharoah Yami wishes he could summon that many paper soldiers in one turn.
Don’t you mean time to D-D-D-D-DUEL?
O, Alison. Your fall will be thunderous.
I feel like I’m in Noodle surgery here at Flavortown Memorial.
Hmm, what could that card be?
Well, at least the heiress knows enough to not become consumed with power for days on end. All the other new demiurge i met went mad for days if not weeks before gained even a fragment of their sanity back.
“Vastoki was Prince Kassardi’s first wive”
I think you mean wife? But really I don’t know what Kassardi looks for in a companion.
It also refers to her as a “marksmen” so I do wonder if the plurals are intentional?
It’s W.I.V.E.: Wired Integrated Velociraptor Electroencephalograph.
The prince was wed to an automated dinosaur.
It wore feathers.
This is axiomatic.
You are a marvel.
I wish one day to eat there.
Don’t forget: this is Heaven! The price of entry has always been your death.
Cumin, cheap incense and cigarettes.
It would appear Princess is keeping a weather eye on AL-YIS-UN. She cannot release their other names and turn them Ebon if she turns into a mad vessel for Incubus. Also, if they are departing immediately for Mammon’s palace things are about to get… messy.
*Whistles* Red Card! Player has been found guilty of supernatural Incubus roiding
Damn. You beat me to the red card joke.
It’s all rellative, since everything is on a wheel. If you make one now, technically you’ll be beating me next cycle
Dining under a statue of Aesma is regarded as good luck by those who believe crisis brings opportunity.
–and by those who dine on the broken ruins of the mortals she treads upon.
Something tells me this might not be the thin line between alice-un’s dreams and life might be about to snap
Useful trick: be on the edge of the food vendors.
Close enough that the dear customers will be attracted by their scents, and wander away content and refreshed, but far enough away you don’t have to be within smelling distance of their garbage.
Allison, Nyave is still eating! Rude!
Makes me miss Nishiki market!
So, if devils don’t do food, what keeps ’em going? And why would they be affected by alcohol, or by whatever the hell Cio is smoking?
Devils do not need to “eat” conventionally as Humans or Servants, but the Hot Black Flame requires fuel. However, the dark embers of the Void are such that they can subsist on alcohol and tobacco should the Mask so choose to imbibe naught else.
Hot Black Flame
this, of all things, is axiomatic.
Cio has shown Alison a red card for she has fouled. Sge will now play this trap card in defense mode and with that achieve a royal flush. Before slamming her hand on the table and calling snap.
At least, that’s how I think the game is played.
BLUEEYESWHITEDRAGON!
Oof…
Sorry…
Don’t know what came over me just then.
uuhhh.. We don’t have stalls like these where I live. The health department won’t allow it.
Had Maya became a noodle vendor, she would have been the owner of this food stand and 80% of all food ventures on Throne. Gastronomists would sing paens to her name and she would be honored as Distended Saint of Bounty. But alas, her Chosen Path is to Cut her way to Royalty. However, this is still far more interesting than being Goddess of Noodles. Now, give me that Imp Curry before I vomit up my last victim to steal all your radishes.
Oh I do love the statuettes of Aesma and Gog-Agog…
In a bikini?
Giving a thumbs-up?
If this sort of thing is acceptable in Throne, I wonder if there are any depictions of Solomon in a thong…
Do not forget that Gog-Agog is an entertainment icon, and that Pree Yis-Voya did not specify what kind of “entertainment” that title implies.
Be thankful that you have not seen the “worm of pleasure” tape that was circulating last millennia. Me and the rest of the boys had to go far beyond our usual adrenaline soaked blood sports and Flameblood Ale induced rampages to wash that shit out of our eyes.
you cant rob a bank with a empty stomach
Transdimensional asian-ish market ramen? Sign me up!
I would eat at this place every. damn. day. Twice if it rains.
This page just gave me Okinawa flashbacks. That was twenty plus years ago and I can still imagine the smells like it was yesterday. Thank you!
I know right? Briefly lived in Tokyo above a Chinese restaurant (ironically) cheap nasty Asian food smells great, tastes like grease, gives you awful heartburn, and keeps you coming back like a masochist. 😀
Cio has definitely gotten hotter as the comic has gone on.
Good Ser Abbadon, your skill at creating memebait final panels improves with each passing chapter.
Damn, now I want pho.
Aw sweet, Fruit Roll-Ups.
I fear that Cio may have an idea that something is wrong.
I’m both terrified and intrigued.
It looks like Cioce just figured out how much money an American woman can “save” in a day during a shopping trip. It’s not a small number by any stretch of the imagination.
” a master marksmen with the long rifle,” marksman
Listen young vagabond, food is surprisingly scarce in the desert called the city. So mark these oasi smelling of old smoke, bitter vegetable and sweet teas as it may save your life. Also they are very cheap.
I’ve seen enough people imbiding of toxins to know what an addict in the middle of their first high looks like.
This will not end well for Allison.
Ah yes, the back ally noodle stall, a multi-universal constant. Personally, I prefer the coffee bar at the edge of creation.
I, too, enjoy the ownership a little statuette of Gog-Magog. It was made from a polymer not usually found in Throne, and was quite expensive to obtain; however, the cheaper figurines often come with parts detached, or the paint damaged, and as such expert craftsmanship is most desirable.
“Goblin merchants and vendors, though eyeless and blind to the world of color and image, often eagerly adorn their stalls with posters, paintings, and pictures. Consummate salesmen that they are, they long ago discovered that races with eyes are drawn more eagerly to booths that seem more ‘lived in’ and comfortable, and the apparent implication of a family to support helps reveal those marks who are empathetic and gullible for later exploitation.
Of course, the Goblins must take the painters on their word that the paintings are as they say, and Goblins who become enemies of the Guild of Brushes and Pigments may find themselves assailed daily by questions about the art that decorates their booth.”
-The Paint Wars, vol. I
Only a few hours inside and already sent-off.
Ah yes, the back ally noodle stand. A regular occurrence in every reality. Personally I prefer the coffee bar at the edge of creation.
I think that my last comment is lost in one world of multiverse.
I said: Ceo is paying with HellCard. Your sin indulged or your karma back.