Hello Terrarians! Welcome to the thirty-fourth issue of The Terrarian Bugle! Today we have some exciting 1.3 update info to check out, so enjoy! After that, we'll check out our normal weekly events, and then we'll continue our latest series; a complete showcasing of Brutallama's sprites! Upon finishing the sprite showcase, we'll continue our latest story series, written by Qui Devorat!
(My apologies for not posting this earlier. Everyone makes mistakes. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
Crowno has (somewhat) recently just spoiled the new monsters that are getting added to the Solar Eclipse event! From the looks of it, almost all of the monsters are a reference to past movies:
(Note: Clicking on the image will bring up the full, HD version.)
Poll of the week
This week's poll is based on which weapon sold by the Travelling Merchant you like most, enjoy!
Creation/Pixel art of the Week
Closing this section for the week, mainly due to technical and information-related difficulties. Will have up and running by next week.
For this week, we'll be continuing our latest series; A complete showcasing of all of Brutallama's sprites! Welcome to the fourth part. :)
All credit for the sprites go to Brutallama.
This week's theme will be accessories/staves! Enjoy!
Story of the Week
This week's story was created by Qui Devorat! Enjoy!
Here is this week's story!
Origins: Chapter Five
I crash-landed to the ground on the roof of the town hall, the whole knack of flying easy with me, but sadly not landing. Didn't matter now anyway, the teasings of a cash reward didn't deter me at all. As I jumped off the roof onto the steps below and turned over to the door......
Footprints. Bloody Footprints
"Oh Gods no...." I whispered to myself as I smashed into the town hall.
There was more blood
A lot more
It was everywhere!
What the hell happened here!?
My voice gaining a demonic echo as my anger increased. How dare they attack this place. How dare they!
There was a nervous cough behind the desk, now spattered with blood. I quickly regained my composure and quietly asked "Someone overdrawn on the blood bank?"
A figure emerged behind the desk carrying an umbrella.
It was the mayor
I smirked. The sight of such a pathetic excuse of a man, trying to shield himself from the blood, would have cracked a smile from Cthulhu itself. However my smile faded as he babbled about "two Quis". I slapped him out of it and told him to translate his gibberish. "I swear to the Gods that you came here, torn to pieces but somehow still alive trying to strong arm a reward from me. The guard tried to attack you, but you..you..you...."
I hoisted him up, one hand hand around his neck and thoroughly unamused.
"I what? Tell me, cretin. I do not have time to play games with you all day."
You, YOU ATE HIM. SWALLOWED HIM LIKE A RATTLESNAKE!!!!" he babbled.
"And what of the reward?"
The mayor sputtered back to me "you took it. I tried to withhold it from you, at least, until you threatened to kill me too."
My blood ran cold. I was enraged. This...This imposter takes my money and attacks the town hall. Forget the money, this was personal now.
"Stupid move pretender.
It'll also be your last."
I cursed loudly, threw the mayor back onto his desk and stormed out, leaving a burning handprint on the door. It was time to follow the footprints.
I had followed the trail to a place known as The Merchant's Arms, a bar on the outskirts of town. Without a word, I shoved the door open and strode in.
I was greeted with the sight of three hardmoders, skilled monster hunters and adventurers identified by street slang to separate them from the rest of the populace playing pool in the corner, they all hear the door slam into the wall and locks their gaze with me, their eyes pondering before melting into fear, one going catatonic, seeing into my eyes and taking a glimpse of the internal void holding my soul and full of ever-burning fire. While the others bolt for the exit, only stopping to drag their comrade with them, from utter horror at the incomprehensible thing in front of them The eldritch horror.
The monster from the veil of corruption poisoning the land
I stare in deep wonder at my hands, musing over the fact that I was fundamentally wrong to the point that I made a bunch of skilled monster hunters, who would charge into battle with a smile, piss themselves after seeing me.
But they did look like they wanted a fight
One of the perks of being me.
Announcements and Shoutouts
Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed the thirty-fourth issue of The Terrarian Bugle. Remember, if you have any ideas whatsoever just let me know at my talk page and I’ll see if I can add it in. If you want your creation in next week's Creation/Pixel art section just hit me up at my talk page or talk to me in the live chat.
Thanks for reading, guys! Let me know what you think in the comments below.
Have a nice weekend and I'll see you next week. :D