Pokemon GO!

Let’s Be Friends. It worked so well the last time I asked that I’m going to do it again. Because one of the first challenges issued by Professor Willow this morning (for the new missions leading up to GOfest) was … make a new friend. Anybody else need a friend? ::twinkle::

Email me – always.forthright at gmail dot com – with your friends code!

LMM 158: Left Holding the Baby

Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially for the one whose persistence is rewarded.

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Left Holding the Baby

Jacques timed his arrival in the kitchen to Continue reading

LMM 157: The Older Brother

Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the flustered one.

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The Older Brother

Sinder’s eyes widened. “We’re Continue reading

LMM 156: Delicious

Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one with his heart set.

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Delicious

Jacques turned his back on the Continue reading

Snapshots

Little Things. While working on today’s chapter, I’m treating myself to the LAST of my stash of kuro goma daifuku. This one looks rather well on a little plate I picked up at a Japanese variety store, which in turn looks rather well with the pajama pants I’m currently wearing. ::twinkle::

Kuro Goma, cats

For the uninitiated, “kuro” is black, and “goma” is sesame. They’re my personal favorite of the many varieties of daifuku, which are anko (red bean paste) filled mochi rolled in black sesame seeds. If your grocery store carries international foods, check the freezer section. They come in several varieties, including shiro goma (you can work that out, right?), green tea, and sakura.

I don’t usually post a lot of personal snapshots here on the blog. They’ve become one of those things I use Patreon for, so if you like these kinds of peeks into my habits, collections, and whims, consider becoming a patron. Glimmer tier starts at just $1/month. forthright on Patreon >>

LMM 155: Argent, Tsumiko, Michael, Sansa

Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the close-knit ones.

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Argent, Tsumiko, Michael, Sansa

On the beach below, Continue reading

LMM 154: Unconfined to Quarters

Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the noteworthy one.

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Unconfined to Quarters

“I’m not supposed to be seen.” Continue reading

LMM 153: Feline Foresight

Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one with a stamp of approval.

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Feline Foresight

“What? Oh, right.” Jacques touched his forehead. Continue reading

Reaver Classifications

Ward. The first reaver classification readers of the Amaranthine Saga encounter is ward, which is a bit of a catch-all category. Lots of subsets, depending on aptitudes and affinities. In a very general sense, wards are capable of crafting sigils.

003 ward

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“Please, call me Michael. Ward is really more of a job description than a surname.”

“You’re a … ward?” That brought up unsettling images of wardens and prisoners. “I thought you were Aunt Eimi’s driver.”

“That’s certainly why I’m behind the wheel,” he said lightly.

Tsumiko and the Enslaved Fox

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I’m regularly asked to provide a comprehensive glossary of reaver classifications, but … I’m still making them up. ::twinkle::

LMM 152: Uninvited

Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one who’s rarely subtle.

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Uninvited

With a graceful wave, the stranger said, Continue reading

LMM 151: Morning Meander

Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the missed one.

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Morning Meander

Jacques stole a croissant from the cooling rack Continue reading