小林 琥珀
You know, my mind has been really itching me on this drawing idea of child Kinu and pregnant Kiyoko sitting in a meadow field, wearing hanfu dresses. I’m not sure if you would mind me drawing this since they aren’t supposed to be Chinese. I just really love East Asian culture and mythological creatures, especially kitsunes, longs, qilins and sunekosuri. The way you tell the player about the types of traditional food Kiyoko eats, as well as the games Kinu plays is very culturally inspiring. By far, your writing is the most interesting to me in this game (I also love Bubblelord’s humorous writing too... hehe fuck him free.. nice.) and I’m looking for to Kohaku, she’s so adorable, I might draw her too when I have the time~
I am unsure if this is the intention but the fact that all these lovely characters are my direct in-laws and that my conduct reflects back upon my lovely wife and darling daughter leaves me in a limbo of wanting to hold good standing and healthy family dynamic despite the fact I am Surrounded by alluring spiritual vampires who not only need my copious life energy to live but are hellishly talented at extracting it in ways that are My Fucking Fetish. My character will be paralyzed with desire, unwise empathy and the need to be a respectable provider and consort. The rest of her entire life will be a montage of perilous world-saving interspersed with sitting in Floof house, smiling and nodding and praying that her facial expression and fucking boner don't destroy her socially.
No panties, she's a terrible influence. Oh, and I guess drugs are bad too or whatever.Colourised.
"As well as it should be," Etheryn says with a scowl. "You're squatting on our lands, after all. That the Old Wyld would never accept you is only to be expected."
"Yer lands, th' elf says," Miko replies, turning the full force of her beautiful gaze on Ryn, only to be matched by the elf's own furious one. "Now, I weren't there, but Granny were, an' she says ya lot decided to withdraw to yer glitzy ice city an' leave this neck o' th' woods. No one forced ya to write it off like ya did. Ain't able to walk in th' trees without trippin' over some ruin or th' other o' yer people."
"The devastation was too great. We intended to gather the remaining people in the safety of the Winter City and expand southward again once things settled down. Then the plan got changed around halfway through Grandmother's reign, and we went northward instead…"
"'Cause ya needed someplace to put th' druids who went into exile, yeah. Face it, elf. These ain't yer lands no more in name, an' once th' kami realise ya abandoned 'em f'r worship o' Lumia an' come over to us, it ain't gonna be yours in truth, either."
"You're colonising our ancestral lands! The Boar'Alvar once ranged all the way from — "
"Granny didn't hear nowt from yer kind when she was a gal, when Belhar came over in their fancy ships an' ballistae an' wizards, tellin' us to open up th' country to their empire or else we gets it. Ya ain't got a foot to stand on if'n yer complainin' 'bout us payin' ya back, and far more peacefully to boot."
"Things are… different in th' colonies," Miko replies. "Th' kami o' this land… are — nah, were bound to th' elf druids o' old who led their people 'fore th' Godswar. Th' pale elves have long since abandoned th' poor things an' what few druids remain ain't enough to keep things goin'. Still, those kami still consider themselves tied to th' elves, hopin' and waitin' for their return like a dog pinin' on its master's grave. Most o' th' rites used in th' Old Country to placate spirits don't work on them none; Granny had to come up with some tricks o' her own to calm them down.
"An' trust me, they get angry a lot. Since they see us as invaders an' foreigners, they cause all sorts o' trouble at th' drop o' a hat. Th' biggest trouble with this here whole colonisation thing ain't settin' up stuff, it's convincin' th' local kami to come over to our side. Granny started more than two hundred years ago an' it's still an ongoin' effort."
Everything changed when the Floofy Nation attacked...
Worn-out memes aside, I'm enjoying the lore, and hoping the Elves and Floofs will be able to coexist peaceably when I'm done.
We can't always have what we want. The choice is not meant to be easy.