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I gasped. I never left the desert.... 😭

this is basically desert duo, right?

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I will never not laugh at this.

ASS-OLOTLS

I still can't believe he got away with this.

I love Scar being the most cringefail husband on earth

Elves and Alchemists Part 3

Part 1 / Part 2

Part 3

“Scar, you're a little close.” Grian tried to push Scar’s chest, but he found he wasn't strong enough.

“What..? Oh, sorry.” Scar leaned back on his couch, after snagging a cookie off of the plate he had set down earlier. “I can't say that I remember who you are. A lot of humans look familiar to me. You say we’ve met before?”

“Yes. You saved my life as a child. I did something foolish, and it put my life in danger. There was an explosion, in a factory. You're the reason I'm even here.”

Scar looked deep in thought. “Can't say that I remember that. Are you sure it was me?”

“Yes, absolutely.”

“Well, you're welcome. If that's all, you should go home now.” Scar stood, “I'm a busy elf you know.”

Grian couldn’t help but stand as well. “Wait, what? No! I just got here, I can't leave.” Scar started to gently push Grian toward the door. “You made me a promise.”

Scar stopped moving, but didn't put down his hands yet. “What kind of promise?”

“We were trapped for a little while. To keep me calm you told me about your home. You said you’d take me one day.”

Grian looked up into Scar’s green eyes. He remembered that day, remembered how it had changed his whole world.

Scar sighed and dropped his hands. “So you're not gonna leave me alone until I take you home to meet the parents huh?”

Grian blushed at the connotation, but just nodded in agreement.

“Fine, but it's going to be a long time until I go next. You could be dead by then.”

Grian smiled widely. “No I won’t.” He said confidently. “I'm an alchemist, and I've made my own philosopher's stone. You're stuck with me for a long, long time.”

Scar looked confused at first, and then intrigued. “Ok then, alchemist, but before all that. What’s YOUR name?”

“Oh, right!” Grian wiped his hand on his robe making sure it was clean. He stuck his hand out, still grinning excitedly. “My name’s Grian. Thanks for having me.”

saw the newest tree scar built and had to do art about it

Forever in that goddamned desert 🏜️

is anyone else still stuck in that goddamn desert or is it just me and goodtimeswithscar over there

Hermittober 2024

Day 2 Enchanting

Cub was anxious. He and Scar had escaped the confines of their home territory, but he still could  feel eyes watching him. He tried not to let Scar notice, as he had searched for the origin of the feeling and found nothing. He proceeded with his plan to gear up, as their small swords were no match for a player when it was just the two of them. 

“Cub?” Scar was tormenting a pig, poking it with his sword but not enough to kill it, just watching it squeal and run away.

Cub put down his scrap of leather and focused on his companion. “What is it, Scar?” 

“Do you think that there's some Eldritch beast out there, waiting for us to make a mistake, so that it can pounce on us and drag us back to the mansion where we belong?”

Cub was a little lost for words. Scar had some off-the-wall ideas, but was pretty perceptive. “I don't not think that,” he hedged.

“Will you tell them to leave us alone already?” Scar sounded glum. 

“If I could I would, my man. We're just going to have to wait and see for now.” Cub went back to his task, still on the lookout for any opportunity to evade the mysterious eyes on them.

/-/-/-/-/

It was dark out, and they were traveling through a swamp. Their natural glow kept the frogs from attempting to eat them, as they looked like the unappetizing fireflies native to the area.

Scar was speeding ahead as fast as his wings could take him when he entered a clearing.

There on a log in an unnatural purple light with fireflies surrounding it sat the Eldritch creature. It had a dark cloak, but its wings were visible stretching out behind. Many purple glowing eyes were open staring straight at him. It was fascinating, no, captivating! Scar was enchanted immediately. It was the prettiest, and scariest, thing he had seen his whole life. 

“It's you.” He said, breaking the strange silence.

“What do you want from us?” Cub already had his sword drawn, ready to protect them from the danger this spellbinding creature posed to them.

Scar joined him, hoping they wouldn't have to fight the otherworldly being. He was shaking with fear.

Elves and Alchemists Part 5

/ Part 4 / Part 3 / Part 2 / Part 1

“Are you sure you want to leave NOW?” Grian was packing his few belongings in his rucksack. Scar had told him to only pack what was necessary, what he could carry himself, and to just leave the rest.

Grian hadn't brought much with him initially, and hadn't picked up anything important in the year he had been here.

It was dark out. A storm had coalesced quickly before the autumn festival, raining out most of the residence. Grian could hear the winds rattling the windows even now.

“Tonight is the best. No one will be out to see us, or try to stop us from going. Jellie will just have to deal with some wet fur.” Scar was deep in a pile of clothes, deciding between a red silk shirt and a maroon wool jacket. He tossed both behind him in the discard pile and dived back in for another two items.

“I just don't understand. We don't have to leave at all.” Grian wrapped his stash of specific alchemical ingredients in some waterproof butcher's paper, and hid them between his spare clothes.

“You don't have to come if you don't want to Grian.”

Grian froze. He didn't want to be left behind. He spent all this time trying to get here, to be with Scar, and be needed.

Scar continued, oblivious to Grian’s anxiety. “I can go ahead, set up a new place, and you can join me when you're ready.” Scar continued to toss his fancy pants and shirt in the large pile.

When Grian didn't reply, Scar finally looked up at his companion that was biting his lip, worry evident. “Talk to me G. What's wrong?”

Grian took a deep breath and released it. Then another. “I’m just being foolish. I knew we would leave, I just didn't realize it would be so soon. I’m not used to being a nomad.”

Scar remained on the floor looking up at the young human, studying him. “I want you to come with me Grian.” Scar could see the tension draining away from Grian’s shoulders. “I want you to feel comfortable leaving whenever you want, and coming back to find me again, even if I'm not in the same place you left me.”

Grian rolled his eyes. “That’s not an easy task Scar. You can hide when you really want to.”

Scar stood, and moved into Grian’s personal space. “When we get to the new town, I'm going to make you a special tool. A homing tool. Guaranteed to lead you to me, from anywhere.”

Grian looked into Scar’s eyes and began to breathe easier. “Yeah. Ok” he said breathlessly.