I apologize for any grammatical irregularities - english is not my first language. As for adjective-heavy prose, I think the Captain and I are both students of the master in that regard, ie HP Lovecraft.
This appeals to me, simply because of my fondness for wacky humor. "Silly" (or, indeed, humorous) subs are a bit of a neglected category here on Strolen, and I´m glad to see some quality put on the hoard. They remind me of Smurfs, or possibly the Bruces in Monty Python´s "Bruce philosopher song". You know; "Emmanuel Kant was a real piss ant, who was very rarely stable // Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar, who could think you under the table"
Yep, brilliant... I do like tales of decadence and futility, and this is one of them, but spiced with desperate heroic efforts and courage.. and the description of the place itself is splendid.. It makes a perfect centrepiece around which revolves The Old World, King Thyr and so on.
As noted, this unfortunately passed under my radar - a mistake that has now been corrected.
Reminds me of the three Reaver brothers (Sheol, Moksha and.. err... Gehannum? My memory aint what it was..) from Donaldson´s Unbeliever Chronicles. Also that movie with Denzel Washington, whatever its called. Thing is, I think I like this sub better than both of those.
Well executed, superbly written. I especially like the intermittent story of poor Drina.
Well done, sir - You just made my monday morning a bit easier!
Im a great fan of putting illustrations in subs. It makes the sub that much more attractive and will definitely increase the chances of someone actually using it. Besides, it´ll give you that warm cosy feeling of a job well done...
Oh, yes...Immortal clockwork tyrants? Godcradles? Lovecraftian steampunk with a dash of Terry Brooks and a sprinkle of Miéville? I´m EXTREMELY curious what this´ll be when its finished. It´s quite thought-provoking as it is, but then, most of your subs are..
Haha, I love this dude. Well written, immensely funny, well developed and original. Stiff upper lip, moustashes and silver tea set, brilliant.
Now, about those women´s unmentionables... I read that as if the good Colonel is a secret transvestite. Is that just my unhealthy imagination, or is that what you envisaged? In some sick way, that would fit the character as a whole...
Kudos to you, good sir, for this brilliantly concieved submission.
And Graham Chapman, as we all know, once attended the BBC annual ball (along with several dignitaries, including the prime minister) wearing a sequined gala dress...:-) I thouroughly approve of that kind of behaviour, so if G. Chapman is the inspiration for Col. L. Chapman, I can only applaud.
You know, reading this for the second time, I realized just why I like this NPC so much. He has depth, more so than novels´main protagonists. You have this passage:
"The squadron carries things such as a full silver tea service, which is used daily. The car carrying the service can expect every effort to be made for their recovery if lost in battle. On one occasion, one of Chapman's personal bags ended up on another car, quite oddly it contained a number of women's undergarmets though the Colonel has no lady friends."
And this one:
"If asked about his fearlessness, which borders on lunacy, he replies duty is duty. if inquired about his fits around strange animals, children, certain inanimate objects, and so forth, his voice rises an octave and he refuses any knowledge of said event.
All fun and tongue in cheek, but giving us a tremendous insight into the psyche of this man. I´m stunned by the prose and by the way this character has been developed. Love it! This is a schoolbook example on how to develop and characterize your imaginary personas. Im jealous as hell, coz I wish I had that talent...:-) Keep up the good work!
The ancient Empire of the Golden Crystal fell so long ago that little is known of them besides their legendary magical power. Supposedly, in the Golden Age of the Crystal Empire, cities were filled with enchantment, spells far beyong the ability of modern magi.
A tomb robber has returned to civilization with something never seen before: Ceramic vials of reddish dust that supposedly enhance a magician's power tremendously when the dust is sprinkled upon the floor of his workroom. The rogue selling the vials claims that they were recovered from a ruin of the Crystal Empire, but can he be believed?