Knowing the general sound of yinglet voices, that tiny little disappointed ‘oh noooo~’ probably sounds a bit like air being let out of a balloon. A sad yet fancy balloon with no fancy hat, or riding privileges. Sad.
That fancy armor is pretty crummy. No protection for the abdomen, groin, face, skull, or major arteries. Not to mention the back of the legs is exposed, allowing for easy crippling. There also doesn’t seem to be any padding, and the very small number of straps holding the armor on are all exposed, meaning the little armor they do have will be cut off pretty quickly in a fight..
I suppose since they’ve been on the run for a few days they may have removed or lost some parts of their armor. I’m not under that impression though. At best Elim removed his abdomen/groin protection to better hold his wound.
If that blue cloth was actually chain-mail and covering some thick padding then that armor might be half decent, but it sure looks like it’s just cloth.
The full version of their motto must be “We’ve got good iron, but we don’t know what to do with it.”
The type Elim’s wearing there was hurriedly mass-produced in the short period of time that Dinnlan had between recognizing that Beletam aimed to annex their country, and the first (and last) desperate attempt to stop their advance, so while officers and nobles were typically clad in full plate, most of the quickly-conscripted and barely-trained soldiers just got basic breastplates and arm/leg guards.
The blue parts is just padded cloth, as you guessed!
That armor does allow for nimble movements. The position of it’s plates would be best agaist opponents with slow/clumsy cleaving weapons designed for dismemberment. Fantasy-like great swords and great axes that must be swung in wide arcs and are terrible at thrusting attacks.
My alarm clock sounds like a Navy carrier going on alert. Also, I placed it on the far side of the room so I can’t just hit the Snooze button; I have to actually get out of bed to make it stop.
Humans can open clams and oysters without the tooth. They’re tool-using animals. Yes, if they weren’t able to use tools and weapons they would probably starve or survive on the charity of others, but it seems odd to think something as ingenious and crafty as a yinglet couldn’t use a tool to open bivalves until they get their tooth back.
Ok there is some strange topography here. To Elims right is water, to his left behind him is mountains or hills, but to the left in front of him is either a very strange berm with nothing behind it or a cliff which should then be water considering how close to water it is.
I think that is plenty of dissecting for one page and I will not go into Lopins dental records or count how many ear ribs he has.
Still no livers. I am sure they exist but must be hidden by epidermis, muscles, clothes, fur, and other layers of anatomy that I have not mentioned. The closest we get to seeing one is Elim dreamt up by Kass.
I blame Val for all this he hinted at the existence of liver!
Lopin may soon get a bottom-ranking Ivenmoth uniform, and his hat simply wouldn’t go with it. Kass also needs to reconsider letting him know WHAT HE DID, no matter how satisfying the telling, because of the need to keep that a secret. Who knows if he can be trusted with that knowledge.
I’d guess that once she gets enough sleep and her head clears, Kass needs to work out an origin cover story with the Trademaster, Vizlet, and Elim that won’t break down under scrutiny from a suspicious Patriarch. It would need to incorporate:
Her flight from Dinnlan with Elim, since the yinglets have already heard that tale, and he’s Dinnish.
Her story of being raised by humans and not knowing anything about other yinglets.
Why she was hidden since their arrival at the city, and not sent straight to the enclave.
Why she’s an Ivenmoth official diplomat instead of just another yinglet.
Why she was seen running naked around the city at night with Elim and other immigrants…
STORY: Maybe her egg was obtained by some powerful (royal?) Dinnish family as a curiosity, raised as a pet by the kids until it became clear that she was much more than an animal, and then became a de facto part of the great family? Elim would have been a royal guard, and fled with her after the fall, the last surviving member of the great house and keeper of their secrets, south to Val Salia, where the Trademaster offered her refuge and kept her existence secret for diplomatic reasons. Until her drunken, staggering late night ramble with her low-life buddies revealed her existence to the yinglets…
And those humans that know the real story are told to keep mum if they know what’s good for them.
Hey Val, have you ever considered streaming parts of your drawing process on Picarto or sites like that? I’m not necessarily saying you should as streaming a comic being drawn comes with a lot of potential issues. I’m just wondering if the idea has ever crossed your mind.
It has, in fact! I tend to flip back and forth between drawing and doing other things, which might complicate the process, but there’s also times where I just crunch out comic work for hours at a time, so that could work…
I believe I understand why I love the story and yinglets so much… They lead a life that in many ways we all would secretly covet. To have a simple, uncomplicated, tighly woven group you call home and family and not be too concerned about the drama and skull-duggery we have to deal with everyday. Where the biggest concern is gathering food and maybe selling a shiny? There’s definite appeal to being small, uncomplicated, and happy.
I can’t help but imagine Lopin giving himself the Stuart Smalley pep talk at every opportunity.
“I’m good enough! I’m smart enough! And doggone it, people like me!”
We’ve already revoked your fancy hat! One more crack and you’ll be demoted to rank Negative One and we’ll take your scarf too!
How could anyone be so cruel ;-; it’s such a cute scarf
Hey man it might be cruel, but rules are rules, and if we didn’t follow them then society would plunge into chaos!
Albeit chaos with fabulous scarves.
YES A NEW ONE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
time to disect every part of it until a new one comes out >:3
The liver’s the best part.
Knowing the general sound of yinglet voices, that tiny little disappointed ‘oh noooo~’ probably sounds a bit like air being let out of a balloon. A sad yet fancy balloon with no fancy hat, or riding privileges. Sad.
[i’m not giggling i’m *not* giggling]
This means you are imagining this correctly.
Just watch, ‘zero’ to ‘hero’ in no time.
I guess you can afford fancy armor for all the new recruits if your national motto is, “We’ve got good iron.”
That fancy armor is pretty crummy. No protection for the abdomen, groin, face, skull, or major arteries. Not to mention the back of the legs is exposed, allowing for easy crippling. There also doesn’t seem to be any padding, and the very small number of straps holding the armor on are all exposed, meaning the little armor they do have will be cut off pretty quickly in a fight..
I suppose since they’ve been on the run for a few days they may have removed or lost some parts of their armor. I’m not under that impression though. At best Elim removed his abdomen/groin protection to better hold his wound.
If that blue cloth was actually chain-mail and covering some thick padding then that armor might be half decent, but it sure looks like it’s just cloth.
The full version of their motto must be “We’ve got good iron, but we don’t know what to do with it.”
The type Elim’s wearing there was hurriedly mass-produced in the short period of time that Dinnlan had between recognizing that Beletam aimed to annex their country, and the first (and last) desperate attempt to stop their advance, so while officers and nobles were typically clad in full plate, most of the quickly-conscripted and barely-trained soldiers just got basic breastplates and arm/leg guards.
The blue parts is just padded cloth, as you guessed!
That armor does allow for nimble movements. The position of it’s plates would be best agaist opponents with slow/clumsy cleaving weapons designed for dismemberment. Fantasy-like great swords and great axes that must be swung in wide arcs and are terrible at thrusting attacks.
might just be the conscripts get junk and are thrown into the last desperate meat grinder who knows
I sleep through so many alarms because my dreams always just incorporate them into the dream like that.
Then stop getting alarms that sound like the gentle calls of your closest friend!
My alarm clock sounds like a Navy carrier going on alert. Also, I placed it on the far side of the room so I can’t just hit the Snooze button; I have to actually get out of bed to make it stop.
“Oh, oh noooooo…”
My heart is melting, dear God help me!!!
Crap! There’s no known cure for the Melt-hearts.
Now i wanna know more about that flash back!!!
It happened when Kass flashed back to it.
That’s right Kassie pull rank. Keep that underling in his place for now.
I mean if you’re not going to do that then what is even the POINT of being an officer
will fancy boys clamtooth grow back?
In time!
…It’s a hard time.
Does that mean Kassie is going to have to use her clamtooth to feed him.
Humans can open clams and oysters without the tooth. They’re tool-using animals. Yes, if they weren’t able to use tools and weapons they would probably starve or survive on the charity of others, but it seems odd to think something as ingenious and crafty as a yinglet couldn’t use a tool to open bivalves until they get their tooth back.
Keep complaining and she’ll bust you down to -1!
Won’t being cute help offset the rank?
anyone else notice Kass’ teeth move to the front of her jaw then the back then the middle?
Ok there is some strange topography here. To Elims right is water, to his left behind him is mountains or hills, but to the left in front of him is either a very strange berm with nothing behind it or a cliff which should then be water considering how close to water it is.
And sorry I have not found any livers yet but there is a hole in the scarf where there was just a tear before.
I think that is plenty of dissecting for one page and I will not go into Lopins dental records or count how many ear ribs he has.
Still no livers. I am sure they exist but must be hidden by epidermis, muscles, clothes, fur, and other layers of anatomy that I have not mentioned. The closest we get to seeing one is Elim dreamt up by Kass.
I blame Val for all this he hinted at the existence of liver!
on a less dissecting note, is there anything not swoonworthy to Lopin?
You’ll have to dissect him to find out!
“Oh nooo~ / Not zero.” So like… is that despair… or some sort of threat? O_o;
SO despair.
Ooh, nice forced out of focus. Very nice touch. Also, damn Kass slept for a long time for a Yinglet schedule.
Lopin feels rapeable at this point. Maybe I can rent him? https://e621.net/post/show/921460/anthro-blonde_hair-chochi-clothed-clothing-dialogu
Wow, the comments section got creepy super quick this time.
I DEMAND LIVERSSSSSS
Negative Ranks are going wild on this town, I see
You bet! If you’re not at least a 3 or something, then why even live?
Cannon fodder don’t deserve ANYTHING…ALL HAIL ARISTOCRATIC YINGLETCHY >:v
By the way what happened to Lopin’s eye makeup? Did scouts PUNCHED it out of his face? When will poor Lopin’s fancyness suffering end? WHEN?!!!
Yeah, he was stripped of his decorations when he was captured by the (yinglet) law. Enclave traitors don’t get to be pretty!
What happened to Lopin’s hat? It’s been MIA since OOPs #33.
Lopin stuffed it in his pants while no one was looking to ensure it suffered no further molestation.
Stay fancy Lopin.
Lopin may soon get a bottom-ranking Ivenmoth uniform, and his hat simply wouldn’t go with it. Kass also needs to reconsider letting him know WHAT HE DID, no matter how satisfying the telling, because of the need to keep that a secret. Who knows if he can be trusted with that knowledge.
I’d guess that once she gets enough sleep and her head clears, Kass needs to work out an origin cover story with the Trademaster, Vizlet, and Elim that won’t break down under scrutiny from a suspicious Patriarch. It would need to incorporate:
Her flight from Dinnlan with Elim, since the yinglets have already heard that tale, and he’s Dinnish.
Her story of being raised by humans and not knowing anything about other yinglets.
Why she was hidden since their arrival at the city, and not sent straight to the enclave.
Why she’s an Ivenmoth official diplomat instead of just another yinglet.
Why she was seen running naked around the city at night with Elim and other immigrants…
STORY: Maybe her egg was obtained by some powerful (royal?) Dinnish family as a curiosity, raised as a pet by the kids until it became clear that she was much more than an animal, and then became a de facto part of the great family? Elim would have been a royal guard, and fled with her after the fall, the last surviving member of the great house and keeper of their secrets, south to Val Salia, where the Trademaster offered her refuge and kept her existence secret for diplomatic reasons. Until her drunken, staggering late night ramble with her low-life buddies revealed her existence to the yinglets…
And those humans that know the real story are told to keep mum if they know what’s good for them.
At the very least, most yinglets don’t tend to put complicated things like this together, which makes it much easier for Vizlet to manage them.
MOST yinglets.
Yeah, probably overthinking. They’d be suckers for something like the Santa Claus mythos, I bet.
Lopin’s fancy as FK man. So sorry for his hat though, it will be missed.
Oh don’t worry- it’s damaged, but he stuffed it down his pants when no one was looking.
Hey Val, have you ever considered streaming parts of your drawing process on Picarto or sites like that? I’m not necessarily saying you should as streaming a comic being drawn comes with a lot of potential issues. I’m just wondering if the idea has ever crossed your mind.
It has, in fact! I tend to flip back and forth between drawing and doing other things, which might complicate the process, but there’s also times where I just crunch out comic work for hours at a time, so that could work…
I believe I understand why I love the story and yinglets so much… They lead a life that in many ways we all would secretly covet. To have a simple, uncomplicated, tighly woven group you call home and family and not be too concerned about the drama and skull-duggery we have to deal with everyday. Where the biggest concern is gathering food and maybe selling a shiny? There’s definite appeal to being small, uncomplicated, and happy.
Oh, and they’re like tiny sergals. YAY! Sergals! 🙂
I can’t help but imagine Lopin giving himself the Stuart Smalley pep talk at every opportunity.
“I’m good enough! I’m smart enough! And doggone it, people like me!”