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I see someone here reads Redwall too, or another British novel, lol.

So somethin's strange 'appenin' t'yer daughter? Burr aye!! Why dontcha jess ASK 'ER, wot???!!! 'Ee ansrr jess MOIGHT surproise yee!

Mayhap, but methinks the lass' parents would recognize such goings on. Surely their community is no stranger to suchlike. 8)

Anyway, I think it's possible the Gragum lux-wielder may have done something to the girl. Or is it just her own abilities manifesting? Remember what she did with the buttons.

yes that gator could'a done somethin to her, but i think he wasn't that skilled in luxcraft so i am definatly betting on love
she's been save by a hero....

it happens all the time to people who do heroic things
usually the person who is saved usually falls in love
with the saviour.....

i'm pretty sure they had a term for it.... but i forget what it is????

The best term that come close is the nightengale effect. (Please forgive spelling). Soldiers would be wounded, taken into the medic tents, and fall for the nurse. Not quite the same, but close...

The same also happens to psychologists and their patients. My psych teacher is a trauma therapist, and some ladies he works with (the therapy can last for years) fall for him even though he's almost 60 and married. Go figure. It happens, and we just have to learn how to deal w/ it.

Wow... If a young woman's first crush on the hero who saved her, with a strong and untrained talent in lux magecraft, isn't something to send chills up that hero's spine...

Ignorance can be dangerous. Love can be dangerous. Power can be... But a mixture?

Anyone mind translating today's comic? the local accent was thick enough to give me a headache reading it. And even THEN, I was mostly skimming.

Starcat5 wrote:Anyone mind translating today's comic? the local accent was thick enough to give me a headache reading it. And even THEN, I was mostly skimming.

"It has to be done, husband."

"No! I won't hear of it! I mostly let you do as you wish, indeed, but not this."

"Think of your daughter, Arith..."

"It is my daughter I'm thinking of! What's come over you, that you want to leave her in the paws of those dryfoot city wizards??"

"Not to leave her, no, but for them to see her for a bit. Those dryfooters know things. Maybe they know what ails..."

"Ails? Darn it, woman...look at her! Has she been ailing to your eyes?"

"Yes, Airth. I see her...more than you, I do. Somthings hasn't been right with her since...she's been acting very very strange. Doing odd things..."

"<sigh> Of course, woman. She was stolen from her home and hearth by unsavory Gragum, gotten horribly frightened...small wonder she's been acting unsettled for some while afterwards."

"No, Husband. It is far more than that. Far more. And you know it, too, Arith. Something very strange happened to our daughter out in the deeps."

Oh, they're doing it again...talking about the gator people. I wish they would stop.

Every time I begin to forget, they've got to talk about it. It's horrible, remembering. When will they let me forget?

They talk about it, and I start remembering. And end up with awful nightmares coming back...

How the big gatorman nabbed me and took em off in the dark...

How they stuffed me in a cage...and how I cried for Mom and Dad, days and days, and none but gatormen came...

They took me out once in a while, tossed me about like a kitten, poked and prodded me and pretended they were going to eat me, and laughed when I scremed and cried...

And then the big fat one held me down, and pulled tufts of fur out of my tail...it hurt so bad...and he dragged me out of my cage two, three, four times a day or night, to pull more hairs out...

I was so scared, and tired, and hurt, and afraid....

I would resurect (for give my spelling) the fat gator again just so i can kill him again???? either that or make boots and a belt out of the mother <bleep>er! sorry it makes me mad seeing people who hurt the weak.....
I sometimes wonder why there ain't more people like that questor fella
around here, well i mean not like his actual job, but how he is, nice loyal, and willing to stand up for the little guy, man are we a dying breed or what???

Richter B. wrote:I would [resurrect] the fat gator again just so i can kill him again???? either that or make boots and a belt out of the mother <bleep>er! sorry it makes me mad seeing people who hurt the weak.....

Other than the previous strip, I hadn't noticed her threadbare tail before, but a look through the archives showed it clearly here:
http://npc.keenspace.com/d/20030420.html

Ron

It looks like the self-professed Gragum "god" was at least trying to do something with the little girl.

Hey, he needed the fur to make those decoys, remember?

I've had a private conversation with RHJ. Wait 'til find out what that process did to her, unbeknownst to either the Raccona or the Gragum.

Hee hee...

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It seems that Mr. Gragum Mage very much deserved having his brains blown out from the inside. A burial is too honorable for him now.

Too bad Quentyn didn't save a piece for me.

I hope her tailfur returns to its full length soon. I can't imagine the teasing the other kits might give her for that.

And then the Questor came and rescued me. Like someone out of Ma's bedtime stories.

Oh, he was so handsome and brave and strong...

He gollywomped those gatormen, indeed! chopped them into fish chow and carried me away.

[Alas I Am Slain] [Woe Is Me]

He's certainly the handsomest warrior in the seven villages.

I'm going to marry him someday, I will...

Just you wait and see!

Oh dear heavens...

I would not be in Quentyn's boots for all the gold in the Seven Villages and Dire Swamp.

What are the chances this little crush fades into nothing in a short time?

Oddsmaker: About a zillion to one. And that's being generous.

...........

Cripe.

Yeshua be with that boy. =P The minute she sees him, he's gonna have more trouble getting away from her than a Swamp Kraken's tentacle!

maxgoof wrote:Hey, he needed the fur to make those decoys, remember?

I don't recall there being more than one decoy.

From the sounds of her story (and from the sad state of her tail) I would guess that she was attacked a dozen times or more. I can't believe that there were so many decoys, so I would guess that there is more to this tail fur than just that.

As an aside, of the many emotions that I often feel when reading comics, rage is one that I don't recall having felt before. But I most certainly felt that - and more- when I say him holding down the little girl and attacking her. Although from the other comments I suspect that I would have to stand in line for my chance to avenge her if the gator mage had survived.

Hats off to Ralph for getting us emotionally involved so quickly!

maxgoof wrote:I've had a private conversation with RHJ. Wait 'til find out what that process did to her, unbeknownst to either the Raccona or the Gragum.

Hee hee...

Hey - it's not nice to tease! If you're not at liberty to share, you shouldn't dangle bits of info in public! ;o)

Early on I suspected that she'd have a crush on her rescuer (and that such crushes are probably a work hazard for questors), but given the above hint I wonder if we're going to see more than a simple girl's crush on her hero?

TGIF

TGIF wrote: From the sounds of her story (and from the sad state of her tail) I would guess that she was attacked a dozen times or more. I can't believe that there were so many decoys, so I would guess that there is more to this tail fur than just that.

Well, recall that they used seekerspells to try and find her. A single decoy would not be enough to confuse them, since it would then point to one of two directions. If you had several more...

Also remember that this gragum was unusual in his ability to use lux. A racconan might be able to confuse a seekerspell with a single decoy, since he would be trained, but a gragum? An untrained gragum would probably use several....just to be sure. After all, it's not his tail fur.

Early on I suspected that she'd have a crush on her rescuer (and that such crushes are probably a work hazard for questors), but given the above hint I wonder if we're going to see more than a simple girl's crush on her hero?

No, it has to do with those decoys. Remember, she is quite a powerful lux user, in order to make those buttons at her age. Now, all over the swamp are bits of her fur, enchanted by the gragum to throw off a spellseeker. There are side effects of this.

In one way i can think of there would be looking in a room full a mirrors....
a whole bunch of her but on is the real her??? thats if she ever disappears again??? i have no clue as to what other affects could happen, could be like what happens to location devises when it gets jammed by multiple locators running at the same frequency??

maxgoof wrote: No, it has to do with those decoys. Remember, she is quite a powerful lux user, in order to make those buttons at her age. Now, all over the swamp are bits of her fur, enchanted by the gragum to throw off a spellseeker. There are side effects of this.

Allow me to throw out a wild guess to keep those in atticipation from going completely insane.

If the Gragnum used a spell to keep the roots of the hair alive (remember the tracking spell might have worked based on the 'coil of life' (DNA to you and I)) and if her thrashings about with Lux (just as her body thrashed about) included thoughts of "Give it BACK!" and Luxically (not magically, since it isn't magic) she might have bound herself to it THEN maybe those decoys are still sort of her body/luxical nature in a strange sort of way even now. If then the clay that had the tufts of hair pressed into it to make the decoys were to disolve then that might be the effect we are talking about.

Since the hair is still 'of her' and since the clay almost certainly came from the swamp and to the swamp returned and since the hair was luxically bound to the clay.... then she might now be linked to the swamp...

Depending on how exact such a linkage works she could gain a HUGE amount of raw power (enough to levitate her entire village for minutes at a time) since she might be able to draw ambient lux from around each site where a decoy disolved, in addition to just around herself (which 99% of Rac Conan (sp?) can do). On the down side every time she tries to use lux, the effect could be randomly distributed between her and each of the sites. Another possiblity is that her health or lux abilities might suffer whenever she leaves the swamp since she would in essance be stressing the remote linkage and 'riping herself in two'. Back to the positive(maybe?), she might gain an ability to tell how the ecology of the swamp is doing since the lux that flows from its life is now partially hers. So if their was an extreme drought or whatever she might feel sickly.

Or if the linkage does NOT allow her to draw on it or feed from it, then she might have just lost most of her potential as a lux user.


Again all of this is just a wild guessing, and I have been VERY wrong before I think.

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That theory sounds feasible, and easily accomplished. Every Rac Conian mage was thrown off when trying to use the standard seeker spell because living (or semi-living) tufts of fur were all over the swamp. The side effects would be very much possible as well.

The button/tracking beacon spell the girl used was obviously an entirely different configuration, which allowed Quentyn & Co. to find the *button pair*, which the girl had.

Note that she sees him much bigger and stronger than he really is. Of course, since she's smaller than him, that would be normal. I wonder what she would have thought if she had been conscious at the moment of the explosion.

And I also wonder if this crush will fade once she gets older.

And IF the Gragum did anything remotely similar to sexual assault on the girl, I'll try to save US $100 and pay Ralph to put my avatar on a side story to beat the whey out of those bleeps!