Merry Christmas everybody! And as a little present for all of you, how about the start of Chapter Two of Lemrin Spur? In this week’s opener we meet Brother Gone and The Cult of Stone. They’re just brimming with seasonal cheer and are super keen to share it with the whole wide world!
Transcripts
Brother Gone: In the stones they wait.
Brother Gone: In the rocks they slumber.
Brother Gone: But soon… soon they will awake!
Brother Gone: Soon they will rise! And true dominion will be bestowed upon us all!
Lemrin: Yeah, look, I’m sorry.
Lemrin: But I really don’t think you’ve thought this through.
Brother Gone: Cease your prattling, mage!
Brother Gone: Your magic cannot touch us!
Brother Gone: And your poisoned words shall fair no better.
Lemrin: Hey, no need to be rude!
Lemrin: I’m not saying you aren’t well-prepared.
Lemrin: Honestly, the charms you’re all wearing are impressive work.
Lemrin: Made from naughtstone, right?
Lemrin: Complete nullification of the whole spectrum of magical energy. Very clever.
Lemrin: But still.
Lemrin: There are some fundamental errors in your broader plan that could really benefit from further consideration.