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RS203
The common area is littered with signs of life; games, posters, mini figurines, potted plants. Against the wall, Zyr sits on a bench while he continues to stare at his unsolved cube. Sil makes her way to the table, a bowl of spicecakes in hand.
Sil
Hey, so--
You know Erjan stuff. What's that... er.
Like a gang? With crimes. The one in Ras Huran.
She shakes a spicecake in Zyr's face.
Zyr
The Third Hand.
Sil
YEAH!
Do you think they could've taken her?
Zyr scrunches his brow in response, dubious to Sil's musings as she pulls a chair up to the table.
Zyr
What would a criminal organization possibly need with an Astral Templar?
Sil
You mean besides the hundreds of thousands of pipes' worth of moonstone she was wearing?
Hel [out of view]
Maybe her positive attitude.
Hel barrels her way into the room and conversation through the airlock door, much to Sil's annoyance. Vec follows close behind.
Hel
Zyr.
Someone approaching. Need you to translate.
Sil
Um, excuse me?
Is there a magic word you'd like to add?
Hel is unmoved by the abmonishment.
Hel
Quick.
Sil glares in Hel's direction as Zyr rises from his seat. His eyes drop to the cube.
Zyr
It's okay, Sil.
I'm happy to, uh... get some fresh air.
Aghast and crowding up against Hel's back, Vec flaps a hand at the habitat's floor.
Vec
Oh, for--
Can we watch the DUST?
I just swept this morning!
Ingress to a sylph outpost is achieved through a small airlock between the hangar and living quarters. The purpose of this space is to remove stray ash particles which may remain after doffing Astral Templar armour or other scientific gear, and the mechanism by which this is accomplished is, of course, superior Llyran pipesmithing.
Sylph structures are engineered 'pipes-first' to ensure natural airflow that circulates old air out while letting in new, filtered air. While these passive systems are sufficient for most buildings within Llyri's breathable perimeter, isolated wastebound structures such as outposts are required to be ash-free as a matter of life and death, and thus airlocks leverage the same battery-powered ventilation technology as Templar armour to provide a fan-powered boost to the circulation process. The resulting rush of air more often than not knocks first-time users from their feet.
Hey kids! At last, we have a table number for TCAF: ✨092A!✨ Remember, we’re only tabling on Sunday (this Sunday, the 8th), so if you’re only seeing the show on Saturday, you’re SOL—or, you can seek me out, because I’ll probably have a bit of RS stuff in my bag. I look like a Rising Sand character and I’m taller than everyone, so I’m pretty easy to spot.
See you at the show!
—Ty
What up, it’s ya boi, me. I’ve got some good news and some bad news, and I’m not one to give you the sugar before the medicine, so let’s rip the adhesive medical strip off: we have about 40 remaining copies of Rising Sand Volume One. The jury’s still out on the exact number, but the point is, if you’re reading this, it’s presently* too late to get one by mail. You had an entire pandemic and change. Next time, treat yo’self.
Now, the promised sugar: it’s technically not too late to get one at all! RS is going to be at TCAF 2025 this Sunday, June 8th, and we’ll have every last copy of RSv1 in tow for what I’m informally calling the Rising Sand Volume dOne Physical Pharewell Tour (featuring TCAF)—but you don’t have to. These have sold out every time, so run don’t walk! One stop! One date! Exclusive merch. If you’re in Toronto one month hence, slide up to our booth and fill your pockets with Sand, as Dale intended. Tell us we sent you! More details, like table number, etc, as we receive them.
A huge thank you to our impossibly industrious colleague Alaire for allowing us along to spread the plague of Sand unabated by waitlists. Check out her work, and see you at the show!
—Ty
*We’re likely to run out of copies of the book at the show, given previous performance—however, things are getting pretty fucked out there, and no one has much money, so who knows? We’ll update you all on the state of the book after the show. Sit tight!
Time flies when you’re having Sand.
Rising Sand is nine (9) years old today, and while it’s perhaps possible we could have made the journey without you, we’re grateful that we never had to find out. Whether you’ve been with us since RS001, or only discovered us last week, thank you so much for reading! Here’s to nine more years of Sand—which is almost certain to happen, given the glacial clip at which we tend to update.
Anyway, if you’d like to kiss the ring, feel free to say hi on Bluesky or Discord—or better yet, if you’re so equipped, you could give us the greatest gift of all: additional insurance against starvation via our Patreon! Thank you all again, and enjoy the free comics!
—Ty & Jenn
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