Activity

@this-is-not-an-alien

Yeah I really got the sense he’d be much more eerily calm about killing. I can’t wait to see more layers of his character he certainly is fun to read!!

Honestly, I think he would be. I can’t wait to find out more either XD He only gets one or two scenes, but I’m planning to use his character concept in a future book for a different character, so it isn’t wasted!

I’m glad the more villainous side of his personality comes through, I was afraid he’d seem like a ‘good guy’.

Ikr! I read a book with phonetic accents throughout the entire thing and I almost didn’t finish it even though the characters were fun and the plot interesting I’d keep getting jerked out of it by the accents.
Another reason I LOVE character castles you get to experiment until you find that middle ground! Thanks again for helping me, I’ll definitely put that into practice!

Glad I could help! I love that about the castle too!

my sister has to pull out Grimme cos she’s really busy now and so I’m gonna kill her off

!!! And her death will probably spark a new quest once they finish their wild goose chase lol XD.

LOL, that’s a solution, I guess XD Ooh, this is going to be cool!

Kongar

The new woman made no move to hide her assessing gaze. I saw Chantara’s muscles stiffen in resentment, but she didn’t move. She hated being judged. I honestly couldn’t care less, it made no difference to me. I shot the woman a grin.

The woman laughed and gave both of us a slight bow.

“Long life then, Kongar and sulking Chantara.”

Chantara bristled. (She never could take a joke, could she?) I nearly doubled over in laughter. ‘Long life’ wasn’t an uncommon wish in Yerasht, but most greetings struck me as hysterically ironic. ‘Peace’, ‘Long life’, and so on.

Peace had never been an option in my life and I’d long since gotten used to the fact that it would be an outright miracle if I made it to the age of twenty.

Like most others, I’d been in the Siya since I was fourteen. I’d completed my first assignment at sixteen, and sometime between then and now, I’d accepted the fact that my death was right around the corner.

Many others hadn’t. Chantara, Lachlin, and Aydin, for example. I’d shared assignments with Lachlin and Chantara and it had been rather shocking to see how badly they handled them.

Chantara would become blind with fury and lash out, only to break down as soon as it was over.

Lachlin would get even quieter than usual, almost numb to what he was doing. Sometimes it was hours, or even days until he spoke again.

And Aydin was the worst. I regarded him as a fairly useless coward. I liked him, he was nice enough and often up for fun, but he was a coward, that was just a fact. He’d been on exactly one assignment, which he had barely completed. And after that, he flat-out refused ever to go again. Imagine!

I had no idea how he hadn’t gotten kicked out of the Siya in shame and ignominy. We’d all tried to convince him to give in, the first time was always the hardest, but it was impossible to dissuade him. He’d eventually been relegated to the laboratory to do something useful at least. He still hated it there, I could tell. But at least he wasn’t embarrassing himself and us.

“Long life isn’t exactly the plan, but I appreciate the sentiment,” I said, amused.

“I’m actually Sloane, Sloane Amaris, daughter of the thar,” the woman, Sloane, said.

“I happen to have a slight ‘problem’ with dying faster if you guess wrong who thinks you have the permission to guess, what if I want to guess?” She smirked. “Perchance you might spend a few notches in proper deduction, yes, before making a guess possibly?”

I tilted my head, as though I was seriously considering it.

“Well, I’m guessing because nobody else has the guts to do anything, but feel free if you know something,” I said, aiming the first remark at everyone in the room. Chantara flinched at my volume.

“As for deduction, who has the patience for that? Not me,” I said, with a laugh. “I prefer to throw first and think later.”

Chantara gave a hum of agreement.

“That’s what comes from having about as much intelligence as a frog,” she said, pointedly.

I grinned. Insults didn’t bother me.

“That reminds me,” I chirped. “Do you think I can juggle three knives?”

Chantara shot me a furious glare. I was only trying to cheer her up.

“You’re a danger to yourself and everyone around you,” she said, flatly.

“I know!” I grinned.

______________

I find it very weird how Kongar can think some horrendously dark stuff and then just move on like nothing happened? This character unnerves me!! LOL XD