"Bloody 'ell! No Marrow! No scraps!"
"... ... ...?" Flynn stopped in mid-trot. That last voice most assuredly did not belong to any Dihmer. Turning about, he looked uphill at a higher block of the decrepit city. Between two stone structures, he saw a pair of goblins shoving a metal cart full of junk towards a row of large houses situated near the Blob's shoreline.
"I'm tellin' ya, cobbah! The drongo thet sent us on thet mission got his logistics all arse-backwards! Feh! Last time I evah put me faith in a Silt-Bloodah's reconaissance!"
"Oh stop your yobbin'!" the imp's partner pronounced between grunts as he pushed the cart towards a shadowy destination. "None of us became grub for change-o's or bats-o's! So it's all gravy! And I'm certain we can collect us some good gear from it-lingahs!"
"Guh. I'd almost rathah not even deal with the likes of 'em."
"Why not?! They're just as boring as all the other glue sticks!"
"Only it-lingahs are all so much... creepier!"
"Are you daft?!"
"No! Straight on! Them it-lingahs folks have some supah shiny eyes! Filled with starbeams!"
"Isn't that a good thing, as?"
"No! It's like jewels floatin' ovah turds! It's bloody scary, ya reckon?"
"Hahahaha! We're nothin' but grime-bloodahs this side of the Blob! A little bit of fright will keep us on our toes, aye?"
"Ughhhh... well when you put it that way..."
"Gotta be prepared for when the sarcophagus opens up and the war goes to the shittah! Then's the time to be scared, cobbah."
"I like to think that Peetra's flame will protect us."
"You also like to scratch your balls when you think nobody's lookin'. Wake up already..."
"Awwww stuff your mum."
As the two eventually shuffled beyond earshot, Flynn stood on his own in the center of the lower street. His tail flicked as his fetlocks shifted in place.
The stallion pivoted about, gazing calmly towards the smoldering air above the foundry—where he last saw his fellow companions.
He weathered a long, anxious breath.
One hoof moved, and then the other. Scuffling against polished stone, Flynn marched his way up the hill, making towards the line of large stone houses positioned along a cliffside overlooking the mutant ocean.
"So you're sayin' it isn't bright all the time?" Jacko remarked, his bright eyes blinking intensely.
Seraphimus shook her head. "There is a cycle of day and night. Night—as you might imagine—is very similar to how it is all the time here. But daytime is quite the opposite. The sky is warm, bright, and devoid of stars. Granted, this daily cycle changes with the seasons."
"Seasons?"
Seraphimus nodded this time. "The temperature of our side of the world varies from consistently warm to consistently cold. Daylight lasts shorter, then longer, then shorter again."
"So..." Jacko paced across the tiny compartment, scratching his chin. "...eet's a rotation."
"Precisely." Seraphimus took a breath. "You see ages ago, the Goddess Verlaxion decided that—" Her beak hung open as her words trailed off. She stared limply into the corner of the place.
Jacko swiveled to face her. His ears pricked curiously. "Who...?"
Seraphimus sighed. "... ... ...there is a rotation." Her feathers ruffled slightly. "Not everybody understands the reasons for everything."
"Any idea why this... sun doesn't illuminate the gobb-o's side of the world?"
"No. Although..." Seraphimus' eyes wandered out the window. She saw soot billowing into the air from where she last saw Rainbow Dash. "... ... ...some individuals have their own theories."
"Like what?"
"I've already told you enough for this trade." She turned to face him, eyecrests sharpening. "If you wish to know more, then you shall provide me with information."
"Awwwwwwwww!" Jacko stomped his foot like an impetuous child. "But I was just now startin' to understand the Eternal Flame!"
"Nothing is eternal," Seraphimus droned. "Either you answer a question of mine now or you forfeit the right to further conversation."
"Alright... alright!" Jacko folded his arms with a razor-toothed frown. "Yeesh! The way you lay the hammah in makes it sound like you were once law enforcement!"
"Uh huh." Seraphimus stared at him. "Are you ready for my question?"
"Fire away, sheila!"
"How many types of imps are there?"
"Pffft! Are you yankin' me ears, love?" Jacko smirked. "The branches of blood is only rivaled by the spokes of Peetra!"
Seraphimus squinted in confusion. "I... I don't understand—"
"Take just Blobstain for instance!" Jacko counted off his eight fingers. "There's the Smelt-Bloodahs! The Ore-Bloodahs! The distant cousins to the Iron-Bloodahs! Then you've got Campo and his bloody-arse Fur-Blood tradie family. Pah! Oh... also the Shale-Bloodahs; you can't forget them—"
"No, that's not what I meant—"
"...then you've got my clan—the Tail-Bloodahs. Although... heh... to be honest, I haven't really made my bed with them snot-blowin' yabbos. Too busy complainin' about the state of the other butcher-blood gobb-o's. Maybe if they lived closer to the Blob they could make friendly with the metal workahs and the scrap collectahs and then there'd be less to spit about—"
"I meant biologically!" Seraphimus growled. "I have reason to believe that there are at least three kinds of imps." She took a deep breath. "Is this true?"
"Gotta admit..." Jacko shrugged. "You've got me flustered there, love. I mean—sure—there are the ogres, of course..."
"Ogres?"
"But nobody calls them big blokes imps. At least not in the branches I hail from."
"Ogres live in Petra...?"
"Yes'm. Buncha bloody drongos. 'ella huge and quick to conk their noggins against any yobbo that so much as looks at them arsewise. But they're good in a pinch against change-os or other beasties. Big burly skull crackahs, aye? Haha! Oh, and of course, the kobolds are as good as brothahs in our book."
Seraphimus blinked. "Just what are kobolds?"
"Buncha creepy bastards on the surface—that's what. But beneath their lizard flesh, they're as sweet as cinammon. Full of starbeams too. Legend has it—back in the day—they helped us lay down the foundation for the biggest manifestation of Peetra this world has evah seen."
"They assisted in the construction of the imp city?"
"More than that. They help keep the law! Every metal mum who's evah served in defense of Peetra's flame have paid the kobolds theah respect! Avril's no different. That's aces important now, seein' how the kobolds have nearly gone extinct."
"I see..." Seraphimus took a breath. "So... there are four of you Petra-spawn..."
"I... I don't get it..." Jacko blinked. "Who do you reckon's the fourth, love?"
"The trolls, of course," Seraphimus said calmly. "Disgusting, mindless creepers. They're a lot like you—only pale and more muscular and rabid to the core. My group and I barely survived a... herd of them..." Her dialogue faded as she noticed how dreadfully still it had gotten in the room.
Jacko's little hands had formed into iron fists, and he clenched his razor-sharp teeth with a hitherto unfathomable ferocity. "We do not speak of those cold embah souls... evah!" He shook in place, his voice cracking. "They turned theah back on Peetra's flame and theah a curse to every createah that speaks theah name!"
"I..." Seraphimus leaned back slightly. "...I wasn't aware—"
"You want my advice?!?" Jacko swung his arm in the air between them. "If you evah want to have a soot stain's chance of gracin' the branches of Peetra, forget you evah saw them pathetic shite mongrels! If you so much as mention theah name you'll be bludgeoned by ogres on sight and pissed on by imp scamps of all bloods and colahs!"
"Erm..."
"Do I make meself cleah?!?"
"Yes. Indeed you do," Seraphimus spoke in a neutral tone. "I am... sorry for bringing it up."
"Righ. No harm done." Jacko brushed invisible grime off his vest and leaned back, catching his breath. "Just... just gotta get me head back in the zone heah... whew... bloody mongrels..."
In the meantime, Seraphimus was staring into the corner with a confused expression crossing her face. "Wait..." Her beak twisted, as if she was about to regurgitate. "...why am I apologizing?"
Jacko spoke up again before she could complete that thought. "Aces, sheila! I've got a good question for you now! Assumin' I've earned my chance at a go, aye?"
Seraphimus cleared her throat. She stood tall, reminding both of them who was the larger in the room. "By all means. You're allowed to proceed."
Jacko's ears leaned apart as he blinked starrily. "Dan in Penumbra... which way does the toilet swirl, aye?"
Toilet.
Huh, wonder what made the Trolls so hated by other goblinoid kind. On a lighter note, seems like Rainbow's friends are gathering humint rather nicely, hope nothing bad happens to Flynn.
Guh.. that bloody toilet joke.
Nice to see Sera actually getting some character development in, she had to stop herself from singing from Verlax's praise book, but she did, and Jacko flustered her enough to get her to apologise.
Well Sera, because even if you didn't mean to, you still apologise when you upset someone.
-Through the path long forgotten, into the darkness long begotten. Ofolrodi.
Oh, boy Kobolds exist! I like Kobolds so that's gonna be fun when they show up.
Sera is starting to lose her razor sharp edge a little
... a little
KOBOLDS!?!?!? I FREAKING LOVE KOBOLDS! I don't care WHAT it takes, I wanna see the Kobolds!
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...I seriously mistook your profile pic for Kulve Taroth for a second.
I was wondering sometime ago if we’d get to see some kobolds on this side of the plane. Seems like we probably will.
Flynn is getting farther and farther away. This will probably end up good or bad. It wouldn’t surprise me if it’s the later.
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I have googled this Kulve Taroth and I am accepting this compliment one hundred thousand percent.
The direction of toilet swirl changes according to which hemisphere of the planet the toilet occupies. Given that we don't know the precise axis of rotation of the wayward section of Urohringr, or its angular velocity, the toilet might not swirl at all.
Of course, conversely, Jacko's question provides that it does spin, so...
Clockwise, or counter-clockwise?
What the heck is a clock?
Whoah, the way how Jacko reacted shows how touchy the subject is. It brought up enough anger to let him forget his fear of Seraphimus.
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You're one smexy bastard.
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Clockwise, or Counter?
Well, this was... alright. The most interesting part was the goblins’ conversation Flynn overheard. I think it’s pretty clear that they’re talking about the Dihmers on the island — I kinda assumed they’d have more emotion than the mainlanders, since they’re apparently younger there, but now it sounds like they’re just as blank, just with “stars in their eyes”? I want to know more.
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That is actually a myth, the direction of the swirl depends on the way the toilet was built,and which way the water flows from.
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Yep. Coriolis only affects big things
https://simple.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coriolis_effect
Jacko: Asking the questions that matter most!
I wonder if the Kobalds will have candles on their heads?
You're apologizing, Sera, because you've undergone this thing called "character development".
I know it's scary, and you're not used to it yet, but trust me its a good thing and you want more of it to happen.
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There better be a Kobold that's a Bard, and it better be named Deekin Scalesinger!
Toilets swirl in either direction randomly overall, giving an average paired result of zero excess, just like the lowest energy photons emitted by Hawking radiation in a curved spacetime.
At this rate Seras going to have both Logan and Jacko taking her out on a date at the same time?
Screw you, Jacko.
The Kobolds are pretty intriguing. Wonder if they're the same lizard people that caused some trouble for The Jury at Stratopolis.
Also side note: "—they're as sweet as cinammon. Full of starbeams too." He said it again. Is this Jacko's catch phrase or somethin? Still kinda surprised that Jacko knows about cinnamon here on the dark side.
Would kinda suck though, to not have any sweets on the dark side.
I demand a cinnamon roll by the time we get back to the light side.
So it is D&D kobolds then? What a curious addition to the fold.
Trolls are the Falmer of the Dark Side.
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Incorrect.
Also, here's a pair of dudes testing it in different hemispheres.
https://youtu.be/aDorTBEhEtk
The toilet swirls for the same reason that hurricanes swirl in one direction based on hemisphere. The portion of fluid closer to the Equator is moving slightly faster than the portion farther away, due to angular velocity on the Earth's surface.
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Okay, I concede that difference in angular velocity relative to the side of the volume of fluid being affected is less noticeable in smaller volumes, such as in a toilet bowl, but less noticeable =|= absent. Watch the video I linked in my above comment. If, as in the video, you have a body of water that has been allowed to still completely, then introducing outflow directly along opposite points will show slight rotation caused by the Coriolis effect.
Edit: accidentally typed inflow instead of outflow.
Think those imps were talking about the Night Shard?
I just realized I've still been thinking of the light side as "up" rather than "down".
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Oh yeah, its there, but for most human appliances what swirl you see is more on the machine's design than the Coriolis effect. Toilots, sinks, drains, they generally have too much turbulence in them for Earth's spin to affect them. Long range ballistics, free hanging pendulums, still bodies of water, those you'll see the spin.
Considering the Urohringr is a broken chunk of ring, its debatable whether there's much spin.
I get the feeling we'll run into these Kobold popo at some point.
Kobolds, eh?
You have my attention.
I feel it is worth noting that Australian toilets don't swirl at all because they flush different to how US toilets flush. How do I know this? I live in Australia.
I have no idea what a Kobold is, but judging by reputation thy cannot be too bad, possible future ally?
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Water lot of peeps talking about flushing.
Lol @ the toilet comment.
The most important mystery in all of the Austraoh series.
Guess that means trolls used to be sapient before they became denizens of chaos.
Also, kobolds?
Either they look similar to naga or they are exactly what I search.
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ah kobolds. they're like diet goblins at this point in d&d, and that's saying something.
Although considering how much IC likes to lore binge, it's possible that kobolds in this world are more like their original earth spirit version than the d&d version. would make more sense with how they were described here
I've had Seraphiums' emotions. I've had her words. I just wish I had her Jacko.
Alright, I know the comments already discussed this a bit, but I have a little more to add.
It's actually an important question because the coriolis effect actually has a pretty big role in shaping how weather (and stuff) works on Earth. For example: the trade winds, tornados and the ocean currents are all effected (even caused) by the rotation of the Earth.
Here's an example: on Earth the placement of climates is heavilly influenced by the direction the wind blows and ocean currents flow. Within 30-60 N, climates tend to be warmer on the western sides of continents because they're affected by warm ocean currents. Conversly, the western parts are colder. I could go into more depth, but the jist is that the direction things swirl in is hugely important.
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Still though, wouldn't expect it to be a very big thing on the arc just due to the fact that we really haven't seen any evidence that it's it's spinning in space? (Like, do the stars move on the light side at all?) Maybe the coriolis effect is still somehow simulated though? Now I'm really curious as to how the oceans circulate in this place...
Well, most of the oceans, the Blob is something else entirely.
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I mean, if we're talking about the light side on the other end of the arc, it kind of is, I guess.
Finally realized that the gobbos have Aussie accents because they live upside down. Down Under on the Dark Side of the plane!
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Remember the Spindlers using "revolutions" as a unit of time measurement? Could be the plane revolving in space around some unknown axis.
That shits just so ingrained in her, isn't it.
God dammit.