#arkia

I wanted to put this at the tail end of the last installment, but then I realized that them noting the island's barrier pearls was a better ending, and having this moment between them would've been too jarring.

The sibling-like dynamic between Arkia and Snoob is fun. :)

Anyway, now that Snoob had a good laugh, let's get back to business:

The Next Day...

Welp. Father confirmed. Congratulations.

If you're wondering why I didn't name him 'Gorpo', that's taken by the Unnamed One, who does factor into this tale... indirectly through the Unnamed Order, but still.

Little headcanon that Trollans identify each other through sensing individual magic signatures, and they automatically recognize their parents at birth, thanks to being made by their combined magic. Might as well say that Orko never referred to Montork as "Dad" because of this, he knows that's his uncle, even if he does see him as a father.

Still, can't help but wonder about the man who sired him.

Arkia - Tethered to a Memory

Aught / Void

THIS - Cranial Vault

https://thiis.bandcamp.com/album/cranial-vault

Written & produced by Arkia Jahani

Artwork & Design by Arkia Jahani

Recorded at Temple of Holy studios

Los Angeles, CA

"Hey, Squonge! Let's play a game now!"

This was 3 1/2 months in the making (delays and distractions galore!)

Another game of coming up with a series of things that a character is doing...or in this case, has done, since this is about Montork's past kicking butt as a young magician--though the subject does drift to somebody that he used to know.

I'm surprised the Storm Dragon turned out decent. I'm not used to drawing dragons. But, anyway, I think of it and its sibling as the Trollan demigods of the sky and sea, spawned by the Star Tree and having a link to the wider universe. They can cause storms with their howling. To meet one of these beasts is an honor.

Not that anybody cares, but the memory thief is a reference to an MLP fic I wrote some years ago. Just thought it'd be fun to put that idea in as one of Montork's adventures.

And let's wrap this up with one more thing:

Ooooh! That's a good sign.

He's still got a ways to go before being back to normal, but hey, celebrate the bits of progress along the way!

Soon, Orko the Great will return!

...right, let's just keep going.

Huh, looks like we have company.

I wanted to include that bit of Montork's past in this, but thinking about it, it should have its own post on the subject. I've already drawn a couple pictures of that and have an idea of how I want the scene of Orko discussing his uncle and said uncle's former teammates to go down.

On a more silly note, I thought way too hard about how fishing works on Trolla, since fish fly there, and ideas include being like duck hunting, cattle roping, or jellyfishing from SpongeBob. It's fun to think about.

"But I suppose we could... 'make peace.'"

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Nothing much to say besides a headcanon that Trollans have retractable claws, and most don't show them because Trollans are typically friendly. Not Krade, though. He's a meanie who is making a point (haha) when his claws come out.

So, uh, next time we'll have Orko's week of magic-less misery.

*me overthinking Trollan physiology, the Trollan medical system, limits of healing magic, and medicine for magic issues--all for this short scene*

Snubin: "Duel etiquette", puh. I'd like to show that old man.

Arkia: You still have to answer for your mistake, Snoob.

Snubin: ...does Master really have to know?

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