The rain came out of the west the way it always did, hammering my broad felt hat and oiled cape. The brief and aggressive showers were a regular event, though not as bad as during the pending wet season. The tiled rooves of the Azanjin docks sent the rain sheeting...
Wherein UnCivil reviews content he’s owned but ignored. Episode 19
I was besieged by a great cacophony of protestations as the three women repudiated each others' claims. The parasol-carrying noblewoman was merely strident, while the other two shouted. The seeming tavern wench's shrill lower class accent bored into my brain...
Wherein UnCivil Takes Stock of where the Project Stands.
Prince Kord preferred the book to the blade, but studied both diligently. When what looked like a minor incursion of goblins into his family’s lands turned out to be more serious, he was sent to fetch aid. Frustrated playing messenger, Kord is tempted by the opportunity to leave his obligations behind and study magic. When his uncle and foster father are caught in a trap, Kord needs an army to rescue them – only everyone else is busy fighting their own wars.
Prince Kord preferred the book to the blade, but studied both diligently. When what looked like a minor incursion of goblins into his family’s lands turned out to be more serious, he was sent to fetch aid. Frustrated playing messenger, Kord is tempted by the opportunity to leave his obligations behind and study magic. When his uncle and foster father are caught in a trap, Kord needs an army to rescue them – only everyone else is busy fighting their own wars.
Wherein UnCivil Tries to fix the slow clock in the most straightforward manner.
Prince Kord preferred the book to the blade, but studied both diligently. When what looked like a minor incursion of goblins into his family’s lands turned out to be more serious, he was sent to fetch aid. Frustrated playing messenger, Kord is tempted by the opportunity to leave his obligations behind and study magic. When his uncle and foster father are caught in a trap, Kord needs an army to rescue them – only everyone else is busy fighting their own wars.
Wherein UnCivil goes off on a tangent about data protocols.
Prince Kord preferred the book to the blade, but studied both diligently. When what looked like a minor incursion of goblins into his family’s lands turned out to be more serious, he was sent to fetch aid. Frustrated playing messenger, Kord is tempted by the opportunity to leave his obligations behind and study magic. When his uncle and foster father are caught in a trap, Kord needs an army to rescue them – only everyone else is busy fighting their own wars.
Prince Kord preferred the book to the blade, but studied both diligently. When what looked like a minor incursion of goblins into his family’s lands turned out to be more serious, he was sent to fetch aid. Frustrated playing messenger, Kord is tempted by the opportunity to leave his obligations behind and study magic. When his uncle and foster father are caught in a trap, Kord needs an army to rescue them – only everyone else is busy fighting their own wars.
Wherein UnCivil continues to strike his head against a brick wall
Prince Kord preferred the book to the blade, but studied both diligently. When what looked like a minor incursion of goblins into his family’s lands turned out to be more serious, he was sent to fetch aid. Frustrated playing messenger, Kord is tempted by the opportunity to leave his obligations behind and study magic. When his uncle and foster father are caught in a trap, Kord needs an army to rescue them – only everyone else is busy fighting their own wars.
Moar clock.
Prince Kord preferred the book to the blade, but studied both diligently. When what looked like a minor incursion of goblins into his family’s lands turned out to be more serious, he was sent to fetch aid. Frustrated playing messenger, Kord is tempted by the opportunity to leave his obligations behind and study magic. When his uncle and foster father are caught in a trap, Kord needs an army to rescue them – only everyone else is busy fighting their own wars.
Wherein UnCivil confesses his errors for the mockery of others more learned than he.
Wherin UnCivil Designs Printed Circuit Boards for the Clock.
It may be as boring as the last two.
Wherein UnCivil finishes putting the Glibertariat to sleep with more lectures on C programming.
Wherein UnCivil lectures the reader on C programming.
Wherein UnCivil Finalizes the design for his clock.
Wherein UnCivil gets something almost useless working – but it proves he’s on the right track.
Wherein UnCivil continues his effort to reinvent the clock in a worse form.
Wherein UnCivil continues the dive into teaching himself electronics by trying to build a clock from parts and program it himself.
Wherein UnCivil tries again to get inpainting to work, wrapping up the review of basic AI art generation.
Wherein UnCivil Makes images bigger in a different way from an earlier article.