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NOTIFICATION - CESSATION OF PATREON ACTIVITY

Due to certain ongoing issues with Patreon, I will be ceasing activites here - postings will continue elsewhere, and considering I have a grand total of two Patrons I imagine they both know WHERE else. The chapters already posted will remain up and while inactive, I do not intend to delete this page soon so as to leave time for them to read and catch up, but no new chapters will be posted and t...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 12 (ASOIAF FI)

The immediate threat passed. Ladon’s preparations - an expanded sphere of influence, dozens of groves and meadows he could draw on for Vim, and local wildlife enhanced to their limits and contributing to his reserves just as much as the plants - did not, and that placed him into a perfect position to both consolidate and spread.

His first real act of doing so was the subsumptio...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 11 (ASOIAF FI)

Boro’s body stood tall in front of the assembled refugees even as his less-impressive bodies loaded the carts with the tools, supplies, and resources necessary to make this controlled retreat as effective as possible while making sure it was also bearable on their part. Surprisingly, their overall mood held on despite the fact they had to move on right after settling in, but once Ladon consid...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 10 (ASOIAF FI)

Ladon noticed the incoming cavalry well in advance, grass and the rare tree, insect and bird granting him perception across the plains. Dothraki in equipment and the fact they all rode horses, but completely unlike everything he knew of the pillaging hordes from all the minds he’d eaten. There was no baggage train, no slaves following along on carts, only what they could carry, hunt, or steal...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 9 (ASOIAF FI)

“This is a problem.”

Nobody in the room disagreed, the assembled local and not-so-local leaders, influence-peddlers, merchants and herdsmen and priests showing as much joy as a funeral. The Lhazareen may not have had unified governance, but they did have an informal structure of leadership, with the chamber they now occupied playing host to nearly all from the town of Kosrak and its s...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 8 (ASOIAF FI)

In the end, a dozen of the people who came to Ladon’s forming fort left, taking two wagons with them - one to carry themselves, the other to transport supplies. Apples and grain, fish and dreadroot as well as what foods they managed to preserve or gather during the trip to his settlement. The remaining refugees chose to settle down under his aegis, instead, and were already falling into a rou...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 7 (ASOIAF FI)

A broad, sweeping gesture of Ladon’s arm sliced through the air, the movement followed by stalks of grass shooting up in height and flowing together into one, molded as a man might clay. It grew, hardened, roots and trunk and canopy forming together to create a tree similar to those she had seen within Ladon’s domain. Tanglewood, as the spirit had called them, the name more fitti...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 6 (ASOIAF FI)

The only thought going through Haren’s head could be summarized succinctly.

Temareh was fucking right. 

They crested one of the hills, and rather than the stilled waves of green they expected they found something that looked suspiciously like an infant town. Ringed by a wall straddling the line between natural and manmade as dense rows of trees surrounded it on three...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 5 (ASOIAF FI)

“I think the question we should ask is whether or not we’ll split up,” Aramr suggested, him and two more Lhazareen ex-slaves clustering around a table, having sprung up as leadership figures now that the Dothraki were taken away by an offended spirit. Himself, as the de-facto leader of the labor slaves Ko Goqo’s kosar had kept. Mireneh, a godswife from a village that was w...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 4 (ASOIAF FI)

The loss of the scouts lowered the numerical disparity, but it did not remove it wholly. The recent battles between the scouts made that a moot point - the gap in individual ability more than made up for it, and so Ladon sent the brunt of his forces forward. The scouts remained separate, ready to pursue any stragglers, and with the lack of information the Ko leading the opposing force would hav...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 3 (ASOIAF FI)

Aharen woke to silence. He did not remember the last time that had happened - in his memory, mornings blurred together into a horrid mixture of rough screams, the cries of women, and the sounds of metal clashing against metal - and seldom of the sort where it did so atop an anvil. Ever since the Dothraki exacted tribute from the town of Kosrak and they were unable to fully cover the demand with...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 2 (ASOIAF FI)

The parasitic consciousness nested inside the young girl’s mind, more accommodating than the Dothraki warrior it possessed. She was an unfurnished home, the previous occupant having left and taken everything with them, while ‘Lazarro’ clearly had questionable taste in interior decor and entirely too many suspicious stains. They were ordered out of the carriage, the cartful of slaves huddl...

Dressed to Kill, Chapter 1 (ASOIAF FI)

Consciousness slotted into place like the missing piece of a puzzle, the orderless morass of colors, spacetime, and distorted perception giving way to the senses of the flesh - for the most part. An awareness of the Psychic Aether remained, sight older than sight accompanying the vision clearing up as the tears of the body’s previous owner were blinked away. The parasite’s eyes were greeted...