Seeker of Thrones 5-42 (Xe Tao Alley)
Chapter: 5
“Due to the broken sun, the shadeside of Ashton is in a perpetual state of being two in the morning. This has, of course, had predictable results on both the food and the people.”
– 52 Righteous Fist Crushes the Flowers of Sin
The nature of hell is that of a shopping center.
There is no thing more torturous or eternal.
Speaking of sun and 52…
Is cloak-and-staff there propositioning the goblin lady of the night, proselytizing to her, or both?
I think it’s aimed at the little altar there rather than any of the ladies.
With spine intact and no soft eggs
Free from curses or defects.
We’re proud to walk around on legs.
*snort*
Tourists.
The Rising King shall drink deeply of the Flame and foray into the deepest abyss. The Devils aseat shall love and fear the kingly Flame, burning in the depths. The king shall take the hand of Night and He shall Waiver
For a city built on the corpses of dead gods it sure is buzzing with life. Then again, arent corpses usually buzzing with maggots and carrion eaters?
Life always finds a way.
It is not shackled with arbitrary codes and moralities.
What works lives on.
What fails becomes the humus upon which the next generations germinate.
Annon is observant.
What a charming, quaint little place!
So reading the little tidbit from the 52 Righteous Fist Crushes the Flowers of Sin, it occurs to me that a luxurious tram/locomotive the size of an estate could make for a fine resort, simulating a day’s sunrise and sunset on command between the lit and shaded parts of Throne.
Why a tram or train that would require significantly more energy and construction, when flying ships and islands are clearly common in the city? Because it’s extravagant and superfluous, of course~
The man and the monkey are looking for someone who can switch their faces back.
You may be on to something there…
Please make this canon.
That’s not a monkey. It looks like a very small Red Devil!
It’s a sad day when even Nirvana and the promise of enlightenment can be sold at a discount on the filthiest streets.
I’ll take seven to go, please.
There will be several jokes about Nevermind and Bleach.
This is axiomatic.
Fool, you have wasted your guilders on ramblings and equivocations! Should have become a farmer, a fisher, or a murderer for hire.
Perhaps it’s a sale on some of Nirvana’s best albums?
lighting must cost a fortune then
You would be surprised. In such places, men and devils display their usual ingenuity when it comes to finding things that will burn.
Those that dwell in darkness shun the light, for in the light their deeds are made known.
Yet the darkness shrouds and protects those that would be prey out in the open light.
Not all is as it seems and all that it seems is not all that there is.
“many fish time now”
me too thanks
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.
Sellers (Indian):
Ah Sahib – welcome to the Burrapow Sewer Club. What does the dirt encrusted Sahib desire? All the sensuous drinks of the Orient are yours – the Palm Bidi, the scented Vishnu wine, the toddy juice, the aromatic crab pani. Which do you desire, oh wicked one?
Seagoon (thin voice):
Pot of tea please.
Sellers (Indian):
Forbidden but I fix it. Oh, wait!
Kay & Cod are my favorite stores.
Hrmm… COD (Comestibles On Demand) is certainly the best place to find 2- and 3-day (old) “tuft weasel” on the menu, and they cook it up right there for ya. I recommend staying away from anything older than the 4-day Weasel Suprise though (*urp*).
YISUN bless all the hilarious & creative people who respond to my dumbass comments on this webcomic.
Reminds me of when I once traveled down a market street in a foreign land. Unlike Xe Tao, the food was delicious, and thus I was spared a Fool’s Death.
I love the arcade hidden in the background, next to what I can only assume is Zoltar from the movie Big. .
Zoltar the Fortune-Telling Robot did not originate in Big.
So…seven (+) languages/scripts? Are they all truly translatable?
Zaltar hearkens from a time without the hiss, crackle and buzz of electrics.
He was born in a time of the whir and click clack of clockwork automata.
Each movement and inflection precribed and predetermined like the movements of the bodies in the heavens,. Ever moving within their complex eccentric dance.
I’d go for that nirvana, if I were her.
“Great Nirvana, Best Price”
Unsurprising that the hawkers of Throne are peddling enlightenment. Which, in the eyes of YISUN, is a complete waste of time and effort. Now, kindly give me that jar of pickled imps before I introduce you to my last meal. He was a verdant devil by the name of Helmutarius von Krallenholt and he screamed as I devoured him alive. Of course, they all scream in the End. Which is why Lord Jagganoth is Holiest of Holies, because he shows us the Screaming at the End. He will cleanse the multiverse in a firestorm that will consume the vile street merchants for all time.
right away i want to know about those nice ears and the possible adjustments or mutations. or what they represent — perhaps Buddha-like quantum entanglement, symbolizing a conscious rejection of the material world in favor of spiritual enlightenment. In which case she should probably pass — as kicking ass is clearly her path to Truth rather than renunciation of material wealth.
Powdered human ear sells briskly, if not as well as powdered human horn.
Many fish time now, indeed. Fish time is the best time.
I’m sure it’s just coincidence that there’s a Clerk of the Holy Count in that first panel…
Good catch!
Also, loving the fact that the monkey-faced guy has a human-faced monkey.
Cannot begin to imagine why this page was delayed….
Oh, wait, I meant, I cannot imagine why you would think something this detailed could possibly be done on a reasonable deadline. Kudos!
How great a mischief it was that our dearest father-mother separated understanding and comprehension. How sad for poor Allison that in godhood she might forget this important division. It seems she understands, but is only beginning to comprehend.
There are worse-advised courses than being an obviously new face in the Xe Tao alleys of Throne. For example, one could challenge a Demiurge to single combat, engage an ebon devil in a riddle-game, or attempt to extract one’s own skeleton without anaesthetic.
At best, one emerges from such an experience with significantly less than one entered it.
Al-YS-UN, of course, has come pretty close to two of those.
All three. Remember how she first got to Throne.
So what I’m hearing is, opening an IHOP on the shadeside of Ashton could make you very rich very quickly?
Where do you think Mammon got his riches?
I want to ask some questions about this “blue time”.
It’s worth the price, though perhaps not the lasting effects. I would not recommend it to mortals, or to those who would rather keep their midsection intact during the time they spend in their current body.
Outlet Mall of Seven Worlds. it must be hard to Abbadon register all the langages and signs.
These are the pages I read you for, Abby.
I once saw a man die when he ate something roasted on a stick from one of the carts in Xe Tao, and then it climbed back out though his throat and took his liver with it.
“Incoming message from the big, giant head!”
I can’t think of anything to comment on, plot-wise, but I do have to say that this page is gorgeous. The market-goers, the architecture, everything’s great! I like the arcade added in, too. Just a little juxtaposition to remind us where we are.
Hey uhh…
Is that Mammon disguised as a horse?
Who rule barter town? MONKEYMAN RULE BARTER TOWN!
I do like a human girl with nice ears…
wait, why is alison carrying that big ol’ sword? what’s she gonna do with that?
It is great for scarring off thugs, vagabonds, essential oil peddlers, and anyone else who doesn’t realize how nearly useless a thing a sword is.
Even the hookers are open air.
what a good aeon name though
I love this comic for the world it creates, and it’s scenes like this that really hammer it home! <3 <3
Our fresh-faced conqueror now faces – wait, I think it’s many fish time. I can’t be sitting around talking.
Awwwwwww!
I was binger-reading the hell out of the webcomic… And now I have reached the most recent panel!
Ha, the bug man picking out the bug lady prostitute is a nice detail.
I’ve been in places like this, one block over on the right is whisper alley. One block over on the left are buy me drink bars. No matter what path chosen you always leave with less money than you start with.
Hmm. Where does Alison’s sword go in the second panel?
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