The “local cockatrices” bit instantly made B.L. Zebub my favourite character to write. He’s a conglomeration of terrible leadership traits, and thinking about how he responds to various situations is always entertaining.
As of posting time, I’m on my way back to Edmonton after Emerald City Comic Con. I’m writing this post in advance, so I don’t actually know how the con went, but I’m going to assume it was probably pretty good and I met a bunch of cool people, and some of them are reading this right now. Hello, cool people!
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