It all begins on a bad day that hasn’t quite gotten around to being bad just yet. The name of the comic has multiple layers that will become obvious as the story progresses because IT’S DEEP LIKE THAT, MAN
Prologue
Dinnlan’s got great iron, though! In fact, “We’ve got good iron” was something of a national motto. It has a lot to do with why they were invaded, though. Ever play Civilization and stumble across a weak little nation that’s[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The Indrel reside in large underground hives in the mountains, and require outsiders who pass through to be directed by guide teams. They have a calcium-rich diet, and like a lot of sentient species, dislike being punched.
Speaking is a bit of an unusual way of conveying thoughts, for a race that naturally communicates through localized mental networks. And pheromones. Some travelers have reported that when a few indrel seemed to be having a (silent) heated discussion[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Elim grew up on a tiplod ranch, but despite that, he never quite got used to the slaughtering process.
Yinglets are locally referred to as “scavs” for their mostly scavenger-based society, typically live along rivers or beaches, and use their long legs and thin feet to sift through the topsands for oysters, clams and whatever else is buried underneath.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…