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For Geordies that sort of weather means they have to consider wearing something over their T-shirt, and the Geordie-ettes consider wearing tights under their mini-skirt.
@Doug well, if the Unicaorn has classical Unicorn attributes that is only to be expected, considering Peonie’s lifestyle and er…levels of affection. If you take my meaning.
Screw that! I’d just stay in the south killing off assassins til spring or her brother showed up.
Anyone else find the spelling of assassin to be funny?
@Hornet Urtica wants the assassin thing resolved very quickly, he doesn’t want them hanging around the castle, playing loud music, revving motorbikes at 2am and lowering property prices. His solution is kinda simple and typically Urtica (well up until Princess Petulant showed up), Tiff goes off to solve the problem in the North or get killed herself away from the castle. Bonus points for taking the dragonling who kicked his doors in with her. Either Tiff comes back with peace, or she doesn’t come back at all, win/win Urtica. Also allowing her to go off into the North might make Tiff think a bit more fondly about the castle and its (relative) comforts, and maybe even a certain silver-haired fox who could be incredibly understanding about killing and adventuring….
While not Fairbanks, I spent many a winter of my youth in Copper Harbor, Michigan. I swear, Lake Superior in mid-January might as well be the North Atlantic.
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Unicorn looks almost a cranky as Tiff.
You do recall earlier that the Unicorn, doesn’t like Peonie.
Pony’s horse is looking into the distance and singing, “I’m so pretty, oh so pretty.”
For Geordies that sort of weather means they have to consider wearing something over their T-shirt, and the Geordie-ettes consider wearing tights under their mini-skirt.
@Doug well, if the Unicaorn has classical Unicorn attributes that is only to be expected, considering Peonie’s lifestyle and er…levels of affection. If you take my meaning.
Cryptic: It’s ok, you can use the word ‘slutty’, even Peonie describes herself with it.
And, yes, Tifficorn disapproves of slutty, even though he’s still Lawful Good, and has to try to protect her. It’s hard being LG.
Screw that! I’d just stay in the south killing off assassins til spring or her brother showed up.
Anyone else find the spelling of assassin to be funny?
Hey, Dan what happened to the voting button it’s not there anymore.
Or how about a cold so bitter, your nipples can cut glass through full plate mail?
@Hornet Urtica wants the assassin thing resolved very quickly, he doesn’t want them hanging around the castle, playing loud music, revving motorbikes at 2am and lowering property prices. His solution is kinda simple and typically Urtica (well up until Princess Petulant showed up), Tiff goes off to solve the problem in the North or get killed herself away from the castle. Bonus points for taking the dragonling who kicked his doors in with her. Either Tiff comes back with peace, or she doesn’t come back at all, win/win Urtica. Also allowing her to go off into the North might make Tiff think a bit more fondly about the castle and its (relative) comforts, and maybe even a certain silver-haired fox who could be incredibly understanding about killing and adventuring….
As someone who went to College in Fairbanks, Alaska, Tiff knows what she’s talkin’ bout.
Ice fog at 50 below is particularly nasty…
@Elfguy:
While not Fairbanks, I spent many a winter of my youth in Copper Harbor, Michigan. I swear, Lake Superior in mid-January might as well be the North Atlantic.
Heh. Did boot camp at Great Lakes, November 67 to March 68 … and then spent the next winter there in Electronics school.
Back when they first met, the unicorn didn’t seem to mind Peony putting her hand over its eyes so it didn’t have to see what Tiff was doing to Faden…
@Cryptic
I spent 4 years in the NE, I never saw a lass in anything more than a boob tube, miniskirt and slingbacks combo.
I don’t believe that Geordiettes own tights.
@Hornet assassin is only funny if you can’t spell arse.
When you go to Russia
bring a motherf*%king coat