My response: "Dad, I'm tired and want to go home. I have work to do. Besides, you can never have just one glass of wine."
Yeah, one glass and 6pm morphed into 2 bottles, 9pm, and the room spinning around my head. Ug. Did NO comic work on Saturday, busted my butt today, and now I'm too tired to do more. So, it was mostly NOT my fault this page is late. Stone someone else!
In other important news! It will be the War of Winds' FIFTH birthday April 26, 2009! I'd love some guest art to put up that week! I'm also planning something special myself.
I THINK I got a job. Someone finally called me back from the myriads of applications I handed in, and if I get into the interview stage, IT WILL BE MINE. So, must sleep and be ready for a return call tomorrow morning. I needed something specific as I [re]apply to med schools, and this will be perfect. It's like a patient care tech, but for animals. The best of both worlds for me! Don't get me wrong, I love animals, but I don't want to be a vet--I want to be an MD!
Those of you who watch me on DevART saw that template I made for the tWoW novel. Well, the template is now built and live, with 20-something pages up and 15 more in the buffer. It updates 5 days a week with one page from the edited story. This is the public version, which will not go past the current chapter of the comic. Future chapters will be on a private mirror site, password ONLY.
On today's page: pretty self-explanatory, actually. Well, kinda. Who did this to Talon? And do you guys even remember when Ehranah first resonated the Key back in chapter 6? She's a crafty creature, that's for sure.
About the "lighting a twig on fire," I HOPE by this point that you are keeping in mind what Rrah'ashi is. There is no element-based "magic" system here. It's all one skill, used in different ways. Lighting a twig on fire specifically references a test on the Isles though. It's like the equivalent of a white belt in Rrah'ashi. Mersnai and Cenron never even got that far.
Eh, more later. Tired. Color up sometime tomorrow. I have to lock myself in my room and write a speech for a talk I'm giving. I've put it off for a week, was supposed to start it Saturday (obviously never happened. Can't focus worth anything vino'd up.) Work work work.