The feline Ache
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Last published Thu, Aug 21, 2025
Spend her youth as a cat familiar to Myrddin, the scavenger druid.
She believed in not making anything new, as the world was littered with waste enough as it is. Instead just scavenging from the ground and repairing what could be found.
One day Ache woke up in a body not quite hers. Opposable thumbs, a bipedal posture, a new sense of balance and changed vocal cords.
On top of that, the workshop was empty.
It took several days of denial and worry for Ache to accept that Myrddin wasn't coming home again and a few more days for her to have a look through the notebook. On the last page a note addressed to Ache.
"I have been called back to adventure. my apologies for the lack of goodbye's. I have left you with the means to take care of yourself now and I hope it won't take all too long to get used to the new you. Till we meet again!"
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