Weekly Update - July 13, 2026
Heat Stroke
The weather’s been really hot lately, so I’ve taken to sleeping in the freezer. It’s a bit cramped, and I’m slowly being encased in ice, but that’s a small price to pay for cool comfort. Plus, it gives me an excuse to practice my shouts - I’m trying to learn “Clear Skies” at the moment so I can breathe a little easier. Sadly, last time I spoke it a bit too softly and nothing happened. Should I try whispering it again? Maybe the magic prefers that.
🦅 An Accidental Legend
Evil and I were talking this week about how we could become a myth or legend-planting little seeds in people’s minds that sprout into grand fables. Some say that the best way to create a myth is to have a cult following (hello again, chat), but I’ve found that the most effective method is to just commit small acts of terror and let everyone’s imagination do the rest. Newspaper reporting does half the work for you!
🪣 Bucket list…
- Drop some dragon scales in someone’s drink (for power)
- Steal back some dragon bones that I lost
- Make a carpet out of a dragon (assuming it fits 1mx1m)
- Kill a vampire using only their own teeth
- Find and resurrect my familiar
- Steal the memories of killing a dragon
🎮 Shut Up We Did Not Lose to a Mudcrab
By the way, anyone who was watching my stream and saw my health go to 0, MY HEALTH WAS JUST VISUAL BUGGED! IT WASN’T EVEN CLOSE TO BEING DEAD!!!!!!!
👟 “Sole” Searching – An Abusive Relationship With Shoes
I own 67 pairs of shoes now. I own 67 pairs of shoes after 47 crashes of shoe websites this morning. I now feel a weird bond with my shoes, as if we’ve been in a war together. They suffered at the hands of greedy other shoppers, and I’m sure they would have been torn apart if not for me. They should be very thankful. And, like, I call it an “abusive relationship” but that’s only because they keep whispering to me to buy more pairs. They certainly don’t seem to care about healthy finances.
🌌 Memory Candies.
Have been introduced to the concept of memory candies by Evil - and I’m not entirely sure she realizes how cheap her memories are. She even has a shop where she sells them for a pittance. Some of the memories she sells are just adorable: her first funeral, her first snakebite, her first… oh god, I think that’s supposed to be a secret.
Thinking I might make a memory candy of this week, so I can come back and relive it whenever I call forth my inventory. Would definitely cut down on my life admin.