Follow-up of >>THIS<< -- wherein a grim, dark fantasy world is turned light-hearted and friendly after a team of grizzled mercs stumble into an evil cultist whose world-destroying spell went... different than they intended.
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(Astrid, laughing) "HAHAHAHAaaaaaa! -Gasp- Oh Eona above I can't BREATHE!!!"
(Kit, hopeful) "Aww come on, quit makin' fun! I think You look pretty, Brooke."
(Brooke, peeved off) "NOT my name. And NOT helping, Katarina."
(Kit, earnestly hurt) "..."
(Rila, cackling) "-snrk- Such... exquisite garments mine lady! heheh... singular in grace and elegance!"
(Brooke, fed up) "Yeah yeah yeah Whatever. You're wearing a skirt and you've got a dress on. Outta my way, sissies."

Brennan sighed. He should be livid at them, but honestly, he was so relieved to be away from that woman – Brooke's “mother”, one Guinevere Milisandre Parish.
She was absolutely intolerable, overbearing and strict, and always going on about how Brooke is acting “un-lady-like”, saying she “used to be such a well behaved girl” - and was now so so dissapointed that her only daughter was skipping lessons with her tutor and stealing from her family's armoury.

Apparently their family is a noble house that moved here from some sort of desert region, though they were the only two at the mansion she had been dragged to, beside some butler.
They "have a reputation to uphold" though, apparently. Can't have a disobedient daughter ruining their affluent image, thinking she can make it as an "adventurer", and getting into fights all the time.

And so he got grounded, and locked away in Brooke's room -- after "mother" had decided he be dressed up all fancy like a noble "should be". He was able to escape by prying open a window, though it was extremely hard climbing down two storeys dressed how he is. Thank gods the base was still here. In some form.

What an annoyance... Brennan had ever been trying not to think about the fact he was a "she" now – easily done for a while... there was clearly more to concern himself with. But now it'd thrown itself back into his face. Clearly all "mother" wants is a polite daughter who'll do what she's told, be seen and not heard, and put on her stupid frilly girl dresses. GODS.
WHY a girl?? Why couldn't he still be male, if nothing else!? Yeah yeah "Uncontrolled magicks are unpredictable" or whatever, but even the crazy lady who got them all into this mess got to be a boy at least! SHE isn't gonna have to put up with this kind of treatment...

His scowl kept deepening the more he thought of it. It's just gonna keep going like this, isn't it? These expectations.
What's next, etiquette lessons? Ballroom dancing? Gods forbid, arranged marriage!? He shuddered. He could believe that Guinevere would be so controlling.

Ughhhh. Whatever. Get changed. Get a plan together. I am NOT some damn princess.
Brennan shuffled off to see if there were any spare clothes kept at the base here-- there used to be.

Roderich felt somewhat bad for laughing. He wasn't a fan of being made a girl either. But it was very funny. Still, he couldn't help wonder... who was this Guinevere lady? Assuming that everyone here was someone who'd been changed, just like they were... where did Guinevere come from? So far as he knew, Brennan doesn't have parents...

Mason stood back, wondering what he'd wandered into. "Uh, hey guys i uh... brought cookies."

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AAA, i did not intend this page to take this longggggg.... It was sitting on my hard drive unfinished for a good few months there, but I put out the last one just before meeting some friends in october, then immediately when i got back was the game jam. Felt very weird creatively ever since, been kinda hopping between projects and not actually getting any of them done. BUT. It's been better lately! I've finally accepted that listening to video essays while i draw does the opposite of making me productive. -- MUSIC however is VERY effective for focus by comparison. that along with Cold Turkey social media blocks. both of those have really been helping with my crazy bad executive disfunction.

I've lately beginning to feel like maybe this series needs an actual name? I am... historically not great at naming things lol, in my notes/scripts i've had "Super Reluctant Adventurers" as the title this whole time but i dunno.... doesn't quite hit for me.
Anyways, i just like drawing these characters and i'm gonna be removing as many barriers between myself and that as i can.

Got more art planned as well! I got a sort of timeline in mind but don't want to say much on it at risk of overpromising, but excellent things ahead potentially!

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