Yeah but did Ryland and Braham die?!
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Ryland went on one last suicidal charge against Rytlock while Braham decided to cease his violence!
Ryland and Jormag were ultimately very similar. Ryland was forged from the brute Bangar’s manipulations yet never realized they were manipulations and only saw incompetent beasts(his father, his mother and his father figure Bangar) ruin his life! He was driven to a suicidal rampage as a result of what he saw as beasts!
If Ryland and Jormag are the same then the being who forced Jormag’s connection to Primordus is to blame for everything! Someone who is just as manipulative as Bangar and acts in a manner that seems bestial…
We were made to see Jormag initially appear to us as an Eldritch Horror manipulating us only to discover it was just another Ryland… Bangar still lives after Icebrood Saga and was exposed to Jormag and thus will tell us it’s secrets revealing the Bangar of the Elder Dragons: the Deep Sea Dragon…
A manipulator one mistakes for a beast only for it to be cunning and manipulative and not having to worry about it’s Ryland backstabbing it since it’s Ryland AKA Jormag is dead.
By removing the victim of manipulation the Champion and Aurene have made the manipulator a bigger threat!
The Deep Sea Dragon will now be reaching into every head they can find to be sure…starting with Bangar once he speaks the Deep Sea Dragon’s name considering the Deep Sea Dragon is hinted to be an Eldritch Abomination and Eldritch Abominations have names that draw their attention to those who utter them.
Bangar will become the Deep Sea Dragon’s Champion and mock Jormag by insincerely repeating her offer which he himself now deems insincere: “Join me, and you shall have the strength to protect your people in the trials to come. Stand against me, and you stand alone.”
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I am very excited for this. I hope they do a PTR stress test day so we can all play for a bit and check it out!
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I’m waiting for WoLK classic, probably not going to be out in 2 years.
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Wrath will be fun but I don’t like all of the raids in wrath like in do in TBC. Obsianian Sanctum and Eye of Eternity are not some of my favorites and it is part of why I like TBC better.
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(Lady Cyndi Lou wanders in.)
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Good news! Sailor Moon Eternal has a new Trailer and it makes blatantly clear that Queen Nehelenia is tied to Death!
Of course the actual work reveals that she embodies the Darkness of the Moon in contrast to Queen Serenity’s Light yet the latest Arc for Sailor Moon represents Death as the Villain just like Shadowlands which follows BfA whose Main Villain is a Shadow desperately trying to eliminate the threat of Death only to fail abysmally due to it’s chief agent backstabbing it!
Incidentally the Arc of Sailor Moon Crystal before Sailor Moon Eternal has a Main Villain of Shadow desperately trying to uncover and eliminate the agent of Death AKA the Messiah of Destruction only to fail abysmally due to said agent of Death being the host of it’s chief agent.
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I thought Bangar died when Ryland was made Jormag’s champion. At least that’s what I remembered.
It stinks that Ryland died though. I thought he had a lot of potential to be the new Rytlock after Rytlock took over the Charr leadership after crushing Bangar and “re-marrying” Cretia.
Or at least that was my head canon.
Dang.
Also, I’m pretty sure Steve will be featured heavily in End of Dragons. I don’t think he’s so much an “eldritch monstrosity” but more the yang to Aurene’s yin.
Maybe we’ll have to save him after he was nearly mortally wounded during Zhaitan’s rise. That would be a nifty way to tie it all together, imo.
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No dying here and one of the Posts of the Lore forums on the GW2 Forums shows that Bangar not only survived but was sent to the Hospital which means he is dangerously far away from Aurene’s watchful eye which is the last thing anyone should want especially if the Deep Sea Dragon’s name(which is most certainly known by Jormag) turns out to be Eldritch!
The description for him mentions him summoning Tentacled Horrors!
https://wiki.guildwars2.com/wiki/Deep_sea_dragon
Of course that leads to questions on who was talking to Kuunavang: I suspect the Mother Dragon…
Of course I suspect she grabbed some of Jormag and Primordus’s Magic from Aurene and is awakening as a result of getting too much Magic!
She is what the Balance of the All was meant to contain!
A Mystic of Asian Philosophy who seeks to teach Humanity the meaning of endings vs an Eldritch Sociopath of an Abuser who seeks to ensure Dragon Dominance over Lesser Races! I’m sure neither will be good guys!
Yin out of Balance and Yang out of Balance are both bad things! Jormag(victim driven to insanity) and Primordus(the attack dog used to harass said victim) are Yin and Yang after all!
Aurene is supposed to be Yin and Yang in Balance not one or the other.
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I am a bit worried. My mom had to go to the ER tonight as her pain became worse and we don’t know why.
I hope everything is ok because I can’t be there with her due to Covid.
Update: She can’t come home tonight.
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I hope she recovers quickly so that she can go home to you soon!
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Alice in Wonderland World Part 4
Advice from a Caterpillar.
I pushed my way through the blades of grass as I tried to find where I was. I hugged myself as I ducked under a stick; everything looked so unfamiliar and massive. “This isn’t what was supposed to happen. This was just supposed to be an ordinary theme park. Now I am tiny and lost.” I shook my head. “I wish I knew what was going on.”
I noticed strange puffs of smoke rising through the blades of grass in the distance. “Is that a fire?” I shook my head. “No, that is crazy. How could anyone cause such a small fire? I am just a few inches high.” I laughed. “Maybe it is another figment of my imagination come to life. I should go say hello.”
I squeezed through the blades of grass to see a fantastic sight, a blue caterpillar sitting upright smoking from a long pipe. The caterpillar didn’t notice me as I approached, puffing away stars and rings and staring up into the treetops above.
I walked to the mushroom where the caterpillar was sitting and waved, but it still didn’t see me. “Hello?”
It slowly took the pipe from his mouth. “Who are you?”
I opened my mouth and then closed it. “I umm don’t know. I knew who I was when I woke up, but now I am not so sure.” I crossed my arms. “I am pretty sure I have changed a few times since then.”
The caterpillar narrowed his eyes at me. “What do you mean by that? Explain yourself.”
“I can’t explain myself because I’m not myself, you see, sir?”
“I don’t see.”
I scratched at my head. “I don’t know if I can explain it any cleaner than that, sir.
Besides, I have been so many different sizes today everything is so confusing.”
“It isn’t.”
I crossed my arms. “Well, maybe it isn’t confusing for you. But I am sure when you go through the process of transforming into a butterfly, you will find things are not so simple.”
“Not at all.”
I sighed. “Well, I would find such a thing to be quite odd and weird myself.”
The caterpillar moved, so his face was close to mind. “Who are you?”
I sighed. “I think I should know who you are first.”
“Why.”
This is getting me nowhere. I started to walk away when the caterpillar called out. “Wait. I have something important to tell you.”
I turned around as he said, “Keep your temper.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Is that all you wanted to tell me?”
“No.” He pushed himself up, so he appeared to be standing. “So you think you have changed?”
“I feel like the longer I am at this park, the more I am becoming someone else. I am having a hard time remembering things, and I can’t even keep a consistent size.”
“Can’t remember what things?”
I put my hand to my chin. “Like things about myself. I think I am supposed to be Sarah, but at the same time, I feel like I am Alice.”
“Well, which is it? Are you Sarah or Alice?”
I sat down and shrugged. “Sometimes I feel like I am both and others none at all.”
The caterpillar sighed. “What size do you wish to be?”
I perked up. “I would like to be a little larger. Three inches tall is such a horrible height to be.”
“It is a very good height indeed.”
“I am just not used to it. I didn’t mean to offend you.”
The caterpillar began to inch away. “One side will make you grow taller, and the other side will make you grow smaller.”
I narrowed my eyes. “One side of what?”
He looked back with agitated eyes. “Of the mushroom.”
I sighed before I climbed up onto the mushroom that the caterpillar had been sitting on just a few moments ago. I crossed my legs and sat down, my hands in my dress. I then reached over to my left and pulled out a piece of the mushroom. “It is so squishy.” I then leaned over to my right and pulled out another piece. “That is so strange. This side feels rough and hard.”
I held the two pieces in my hands as I looked back and forth. “One side makes me grow taller and the other shorter. But how am I supposed to know which side is which?” I held the pieces in my hands and tried to measure their weight. “I just don’t know.” I looked up at the small expanse of sky above me. “I am tired of being such a small thing. Maybe. . .” I lifted a piece to my mouth before lowering it. “Ugh, I just don’t care.” I took a bite out of the squishy left side of the mushroom.
I stood up and slide the pieces into the small pockets of my dress. “Hmm, strange I don’t feel any different.”
Suddenly I began to grow. I stepped off the mushroom, not wanting to crush it. Once my feet were on solid ground, my body rapidly shot up. “Whoa.” Up and up I went, my head crashing through tree limbs and branches. I watched as I passed by the mighty trunks of the oaks around me, coming closer and closer to the canopy above. Then suddenly, my head burst through the treetops.
I looked around to one side, then the other, and finally directly behind me. “Wow, I am high up.” I tried to scratch my head but found I couldn’t. “That is odd.” I looked down. “Wait.
I can’t see my shoulders. They must be lost in these tree branches.” I lowered myself through the leaves and branches.
“Wait, this can’t be right. My body is all the way down there. Oh no.” I took deep breaths as I looked down at my long neck, which was twisted around multiple tree branches. “What do I do now?”
“Serpent!” There was a sudden pecking at the back of my head. “Serpent!”
I raised my head to see a tiny ebony feathered bird. “Hey, I am not a serpent.”
The bird narrowed its little eyes at me. “That is just what a serpent would say.”
“Wait.” I pleaded. “I am just a normal woman. I was visiting this park with my friend Carien.”
The bird laughed. “Hah, a likely story. You can’t trick me. I won’t let you get at my eggs.”
I narrowed my eyes. “I don’t’ want your eggs.”
The bird landed on my nose. “All serpents eat eggs. You can’t trick me.”
“Well, I had eggs for breakfast—“
“I knew it. You are a serpent.” The bird flew around me. “A serpent!”
I shook my head. “This is crazy.” I lowered my head down towards the ground as the bird continued to parrot the same line in the skies above. After a few moments, I reached my body, pulled out the mushrooms from my pockets, and took a small bite.
Immediately my neck retracted into my body, and I shrunk back down to where I started from. I looked back up as I held the mushrooms in my hands. “This is going to be hard to get used to.”
I slowly stood up, dusting the dirt off my dress. I then looked at the mushroom that had made me grow and took a much smaller bite this time. Moments later, I rapidly grew until I was my average size.
“Ahh, this is much better.” I ran my hands along the length of my dress. “Now to find Carien and get out of here.”
I began to walk down the trail when some park employees in their card outfits walked up to me. “Alice.”
“Yes?”
“We need you to come with us.”
I shook my head. “Did I do something wrong?”
They grabbed my arm. “We will discuss that when we get there. The Red Queens orders.”
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scar, scar, can you feel my power?
one, shot and the world gets smaller
scar, scar, can you feel my power?
shoot, here and the world gets smaller
shoot, shoot, shoot mf
pardon my language, your size changing stories just brought to mind an old marilyn manson song and its lyrics
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nite all
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It’s not much but I’ll be hoping for the best for your mom. I’m surprised you can’t go see her though.
I know a few weeks ago, when I took my dad to the ER, I was allowed to visit with him (had I not gone home to get some much needed sleep) after they had run all their tests and I was wearing a mask.
But nevertheless, I’ll be hoping for the best for your mom, you, and the rest of your family, Xer.
HUGE hugs
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Happy Friday 
Looks like we made it
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It’s funny how 50 years in the workforce sticks with one. Even in year two of retirement I still get happy that we’ve made it to Friday even though it really has no meaning to my schedule. If anything, Monday is my shortest honey-do list day. LOL.
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Dang - good reason for ya to look forward to Mondays 
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I see you are a bit mad too.
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meow… hi all
chrisp
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