Brudil fans her hand to clear the air of cinnamon.
Brudil: Now why on Toanturf would you...
She stops, seeing a terrified Pleht trying to find something else.
Pleht; Come on, come on, where's that garlic?! I know I had it...
Brudil: Oh...
She leans forward to get to Pleht's level, while he backs against the mossy wall.
Brudil: Hey, look at me.
Sparkles surround her as she softly continues.
Brudil: Do I look like some kind of "foul monster"?
Pleht: ...Well, n-no, you look like a burly gnome... wearing washing supplies?
Brudil: Heh, I mean, I'm hoping to get some better armor soon.
Pleht starts to point at Brudil.
Pleht: ...But you could well be a--
Brudil: Nope. Not a shapeshifter either.

13 – Just Covering His Bases

Then again, how do you prove you're not a shapeshifter?

Also, there's the name of the land! Special thanks to my friend Kitterah for helping me finalize that (Incidentally, she was also part of those two RPG campaigns).

Bonus points to any of you who guess the original idea it was based off of (Hint: It was based on a real English word).

EDIT: Accidentally attached two copies of today's page; one has been sent to the aether.

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