My bio tells you everything already and you can call me Narky.

Yes, I am currently into [insert fandom, object, work, argument, etc., here] and will snort it’s powdered snow as I see fit to.

No, this is not a [insert fandom, object, work, argument, etc., here]-centric blog nor will it ever be, as you can see from my disjointed posts, inconsistent archive and scattered followings. 

And yes, it is always like this. 

Welcome to ground zero, motherfuckers.

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This is a general measurement of how the Critters feel overall about the ships and pairings (romantic, platonic, etc.) within this specific campaign.

In summary, this is the measurement that follows this Index: Extreme Fear, Fear, Neutral, Hope, Extreme Hope

Given the divided focus of the most recent episode (11), this will be focused on all of the tables and all of those ships.

You can find more context here and here.

Me in high school: American Feudalism is a funny concept, but closer to reality than I like.

Me in 2026:

Man, I’m gonna miss the Soldier’s Table.

But we get the Seeker’s Table now.

How fitting for the Soldier’s Table to make the decision to descend into arguably one of the most perilous battlefields of the game.

“Whitney! You have the potential to have one of the sickest weapons in the game with some of the most fascinating lore! You hold a world-ender in your apron! Whitney! Whitney!”

They want paladins. The Tachonis and Halovars want paladins.

One… then two…

I’ve missed my Soldier’s Table so much.

Oh. They’re “going to Faerie”.