You actually don't know that.
The horses?
This if doesn't have anything to attach to, so it's probably extraneous.
This clause is weird. Perhaps unless I brandished my pistols? But that doesn't feel consistent with Brother Abednego's grammar - for a hypothetical he'd presumably need a subjunctive? Maybe unless I were to brandish my pistols?
Thank you, corrected.
Um. They can't replace it, but that's true of any surface he could put down. Given that the heaviest load it will have to bear is a light cart I'm pretty sure it will be fine.
Thank you, corrected.
You mean three thousand years where they didn't really advance at all?
Constantine says otherwise.
My bad, I missed this part.
No, he lost a large fleet. A handful of men made it to the island along with him, but the Amazons were under no divine order to leave them alive.
Thank you, corrected.
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Saw a Real Engineering video on asphalt recently. Like everything in engineering in the real world it comes down to an optimisation problem involving initial cost, expected use, expected cost of maintenance & repairs, how expected use will change over time, etc. OL can make that asphalt as well as he wants to, and the expected use is incredibly light compared to the use of any modern roads. It could easily last hundreds of years in those circumstances.
Thank you, corrected. I corrected the Story Only version and my version but I missed the version in the main thread.
here to help.
A million monkey's on a million typewriters.
And this is why you aren't allowed to talk to people anymore.
Oh, where to start? Because I suspect the field reports are going to be extensive, surprising and more than a little worrying...
Seriously, OL. I know you like to rush things, but learn some patience...
...Tunnel network as in subways? Or just rig some Dolmen gates tuned for the local thaumic weave?
Oh, another random encounter. At least this one didn't start with a death ray attack.
Probably a good idea not to distract the people dealing with.. whatever this is.
Presumably something he's familiar with, then? A Warlock-breed trap for people using tricks like his?
...Oh, dear...Just in case. Though if whatever's out there is as big as it's emotional resonance suggests, it may treat it like a gnat's fart.
Funky. Does not sound like a pleasant ride.
At a guess, yes. All of the yes. But thankfully it's gone now... Hopefully.
Welp, a backup trap, huh? Sneaky bastards.
Don't cross your fingers, No way would you be that lucky...
Sloppy, very sloppy. But it works in the heroes' favour.
Sheeda? Warlock-Breed? Something else?
Warlock-breed, then. And they managed to craft that trap? Talented...
They're a teenager, aren't they? No adult could have that level of persecution complex...
Not allied with the Sheeda from earlier, then. Assuming they were actually true Sheeda.
That's a girl? Nice armour, then.
Hold your horses, OL.
Ooh, sub-harmonic 'friendliness' charm? Sneaky, and not something she'd likely recognise. Too much soloing, OL. When you're running in a group, you do what the leader says. Or you lose out on loot rolls.
Charm successful. She's feeling a bit friendlier now, isn't she.
...Crap. Crappity crap in a hat.
Typical. Probably minor scouts who got a little taste of power and got well drunk on it.
Oh, hoo-bloody-ray. So these warlock-breed are reluctant collaborators... Serve or die. Some choice.
Living up to the finest Dark Elf traditions, I see.
As expected, she's out for herself. Probably doesn't know better, after all...
...Well, fuck her, then.
OL! Do not offer to help the clearly bad girl!
...Damn the lack of a proper facepalm emoticon! This deserves a double helping.
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