Oct 27

Chapter 4: Part 12 – Catastrophic Consequences

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There’s something about human settlements that puts me on edge. They’re always curiously joyful places, optimistic in the face of overwhelming odds. And the odds usually are overwhelming, given the adversity humans face on every front – but they’re always hopeful, relentlessly so, and it tends to make me nauseous.

Still, it was with a certain sense of relief that I finally saw Seraph’s Landing come into view. We’d been struggling through the Hinterlands for days, dodging centaur patrols, rock dogs, and even a nest of giant spiders. I was grubby and footsore, worn out in body and mind.

It didn’t help, of course, that after Caolinn’s revelations – that she’d been working for Darr, spying on Spark all along – I was wary of getting too close to either the charr or the sylvari. Caolinn’s intentions were good, true, but her faultless duplicity made me uneasy, as did her assertion that Spark was planning… something. Well, I’d known for a long time that Spark wasn’t just out here to enjoy the scenery, but for much of our journey I’d been able to blissfully ignore just what she was up to.

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Oct 26

Chapter 8: Part 6 – Bathing

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The next morning greeted me with sun rays falling gently in between the canopy of leaves above us. The water glittered under each band of light and the area was quiet but lively. The researchers were already working on creating their potions and salves while those protecting the camp were already on a lookout by the one opening in the valley.

I was the first to wake that morning of those who did sleep. The boys had slept in. When I sat up I realized that I had been using Ragnvaldr as a pillow. He slept so calmly and deeply that he didn’t even notice when I brushed those blond locks of his out of his face. I gently placed a kiss on his cheek before quietly making my way off of the cart. The most difficult part was maneuvering around Tobih, who had fallen halfway off of the bench he had claimed. I smiled as I successfully removed myself from the cart.

Angel was nowhere to be seen at the moment.

“You look like you could use a nice bath,” I heard a voice nearby say. I turned to find my Norn friend sitting on a branch, “Come bath with me.”
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Oct 13

Chapter 4: Part 11 – The Right Path

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Night had descended over us by the time I rejoined my companions. Someone had lit a crackling campfire in a small clearing, and most of the party were huddled around it. Spark was mending a rifle propped across her lap, Weir roasting some unidentifiable hunk of meat over the flames, and Blaise neatening the fletchings on some of his arrows. Caolinn, curled beside the fire, appeared to be asleep; Darr was nowhere to be seen.

Spark glanced up at me, her eyes reflecting the glow of the fire. “You were starting to make me worry, cub.”

For a moment, my mind was blank. I’d wandered off into the trees for a chance to speak to Darr alone, but how long had we been away from the group – and how to explain our absence? Fortunately, I didn’t have to.

“Your patrol,” Spark prompted. “Anything?”

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Oct 06

Chapter Twelve: Voids (Part 1)

gw003 Chapter Twelve: Voids (Part 1) “So what’s HE doing here?” Asked Daniel pointing at Argus.

“Didn’t you mother ever tell you pointing was rude?” asked the norn.

“Why do you think I’m doing it in the first place?” asked Daniel. Simon gave out an amused snort. Argus was not amused.

“Argus is here because we’ll need his services.” Said Serenity as placed a large sheet of paper onto the table we were standing around. Serenity had lead us to her home to share the information she had discovered. Upon arriving we found Argus there, yet Slim and Salus were nowhere to be seen. Serenity motioned us to draw closer, to inspect the sheet of paper more closely.

“What is this?” I asked, noticing that this was some sort of blueprint of a building.

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Sep 29

Chapter 4: Part 10 – Guilt by Association

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In all our lives, there are times for silence, and there are times to speak and be heard. Quite what made me open up to Darr, that chill evening at the end of summer, surrounded by the hills and glades of Harathi Hinterlands, I couldn’t say. Perhaps I’d simply been dwelling on my past too long, bottling it up until the pressure became to great; or perhaps, in some small part of me, I wanted Darr to… understand.

“Mikk,” I repeated, breaking the stillness that had fallen between us. “I fell in with him out of desperation, more than anything. He’d been out of the crèche a year longer than me, and he’d learnt to be self-reliant. No college wanted him, and he couldn’t find a place in even the most basic of krewes. They all said he was shiftless, lazy, self-absorbed. Untrustworthy.”

Darr, still crouching before me, rocked back on his heels. “And was he?”

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Sep 24

CoT Merchandise!

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Sep 21

Chapter Eleven: Distractions (Part 3)

gw002 Chapter Eleven: Distractions (Part 3)Garfas and I shared chuckled after I finished my retelling of the event.

“I remember that day,” said Garfas. “I did most of the work while I gave you the easy part.”

 “I beg to differ,” I responded. “Crafting a passable hilt took quite a bit of dexterity.” Garfas simply released another laugh. I forgot how much I enjoyed such moments, how the nonsensical banter would be a distraction from that which needed my attention. I planted my staff on the floor before me and allowed it to hold me up as I leaned against it.

“I find myself wondering about the warband,” I mused. It drew the larger charr’s attention as his face went back to neutrality. “I wonder if someone’s finally overthrown Itan, or if Thoc has created another new invention. All the memories sometimes feel so distant, at times it seems hard to believe that I belonged to all of it.”

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Sep 17

A message from No Gathering Tool Equipped

A letter from the Artist:

 

Thank you everyone for your support and interest in the NGTE webcomic. It pains me but I am leaving NGTE. I put a lot of work into creating this webcomic, months before it was revealed to you guys. When I came onto the project it was with the one condition that I only did the art. I can not cope with fussing with art and story things simultaneously, that is why NGTE has a writer. Ever since the reveal of the last character sheet, I have had to scrabble last minute to come up with filler gag comics, or art due to lack of scripts, and having to pull 10hr art days to complete them. This has turned the webcomic into a week long energy sucking chore, and I am choosing to leave before I completely burn out artistically. I am happy to pass my materials onto anyone interested in taking over as artist. You can get in touch with Anavari via comic@chroniclesoftyria.com to discuss it. All other questions and comments can also be directed there.

~ Saune

 A message from No Gathering Tool Equipped

A note from the Publisher

 

In the wake of creative differences the Chronicles of Tyria webcomic, No Gathering Tool Equipped will be on hiatus, until a new artist can be secured. If none can be found, the comic will be discontinued. Please use the email referenced above for questions/comments/concerns.

 

~Lagwyn

Sep 14

Chapter 8: Part 5 – Rhiann’s Respite

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The oasis seemed fairly quiet at night. The buzzing of sparkflies and the snapping of the firewood seemed had more than a calming effect. Sylvari guarded the entrance to the area, as Angel said they would. Rhiann’s Respite, we were briefed, was a research facility with the intent to find a cure for the risen minions of Zhaitan. The area was filled with many different herbs, plants, and creatures with which they would borrow from to fuel their research. Despite the idea of researching using the land and animals, they were gentle and kind to both. This created petted deer and eagles who walked the grounds before us.

We had all just eaten one of Ragnvaldr’s dinners and the mood was feeling quite cheerful. With full bellies and stories to share, we were full of hearty laughs. Angel and Tobih shared a bit of her ale while she boasted about the beasts she had slain just before meeting him.

“If I hadn’t of been there that day,” Angel smirked, the drink nearly tipping from her mug, “you wouldn’t be here.”

“And I owe my life to you,” He patted her shoulder, but she pulled away from his touch.

“What happened? How did you two meet?” I asked in my curiosity. I took a sip from the cider that Ragnvaldr and I were sharing.
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Sep 10

No Gathering Tool Equipped #023

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