The crab tapped on the floorboards with a restless leg as he stared impatiently at the road.
Nearby, John opened his toolbox, its many drawers and compartments unfolding neatly as he did it, the contents all correctly arranged and lined in their perfectly sized spots. Hammers of different t...
2023-07-04 12:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post“Tristan?” the confused crab called, looking around for the man who was suddenly gone from his side.
“Holy shmokes!” the disheveled man said, standing in front of a shelf, gawking at it with a dumb expression on his face.
“Great, that sobering up didn’t last long,” Balth...
2023-07-03 12:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostAnother morning, another day of business.
Balthazar made his way across the wooden bridge as usual, the calm waters of his pond slowly flowing underneath him, the sun shining on his golden carapace. It was just another day at the crab’s pond.
Except, perhaps, for the broken railing ...
2023-07-03 05:10:24 +0000 UTC View PostBalthazar looked up through his spyglass, scanning the sky for a target from atop a boulder on the edge of his pond. All was quiet until he saw it: a small brown sparrow fluttering against the white of the clouds behind it. The tiny feathered creature hovered around before landing on the tip of a...
2023-07-03 05:10:17 +0000 UTC View PostBalthazar sipped on his lemonade from atop a boulder as he watched the sunlight flooding the golden plains across from his pond. The wind rolled over the grass, causing ripples not too different from the ones on the water behind the crab. The sky was a pale blue, and while it was still far from c...
2023-07-03 05:10:03 +0000 UTC View Post“I’m no specialist in goblins,” the wizard said, “but I don’t remember ever seeing one using a magical staff.”
Druma, with his wizard hat on his head and staff on his back, was still staring in awe at Tweedus with the widest of grins, like a giant crab who had just encountered a...
2023-07-03 05:09:49 +0000 UTC View PostBalthazar gave the wizard a good, long look.
He had a scrawny figure, and despite still seeming quite spry, he was clearly old. Very old. The long beard that reached down to his knees and his mismatching eye sizes only added to the deranged look, and his attire was not helping, either. Big ...
2023-07-03 05:09:04 +0000 UTC View Post“And you’re sure you’re feeling fine?” asked the crab.
“Yes, yes, boss!” answered the goblin.
It was yet another warm morning at the tail-end of summer, and Balthazar was seeing Bouldy and Druma off to the road, heading out to collect more trees to build the roof over the ...
2023-06-30 12:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostFor a witch, she sure looked nice. Maybe a little too much skin and not enough chitin, but still, not bad. And her eyes, like two precious gems that made a crab want to just pluck them and hide them in a hole.
Balthazar found himself wondering if she knew how to bake, too.
He was expe...
2023-06-28 12:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe day was nearly over, and despite his best efforts, Balthazar had not yet found a lead on the elusive frostshade flower. Every traveler who passed by had been of no concrete help, and even those who promised to look for it left the crab with little hope. Most of them couldn’t tell which way ...
2023-06-26 12:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostBalthazar watched as yet another adventurer walked away from his trading post with their gold payment. One more that had come by and left with no information on the flower the crab sought.
He looked down at the piece of paper the orcs had left him, a charcoal drawing of a flower made on it,...
2023-06-23 12:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post“No, sorry, I haven’t seen anything like that.”
“Are you sure? Think harder.”
“Nope, nothing. Wait, what color did you say it was? Purple?”
“No! I said blue!”
“Oooooh!”
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Did you see a blue flower like t...
2023-06-21 12:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostIt was already night, the sky was dark and starless, and a campfire crackled on the small inner islet, illuminating the surrounding area with a dim orange light.
Balthazar sat between it and the bed of hay where Druma lay, still feverish and unquiet in his unconscious state. Bouldy remained...
2023-06-19 12:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostBalthazar, the talking crab. The merchant crab. Shrewd business maker. So much intelligence, such charisma. Reads so many books, makes so much coin.
And what did all of that even mean?
Could talk a drunken giant down, was able to outsmart a master merchant, managed to defeat a taxman....
2023-06-16 13:55:01 +0000 UTC View PostWith a firm last step that shook the wolves’ balance, the stone golem pulled his other leg back and swiftly kicked the bigger attacker away from the overwhelmed crab.
The wolf landed several paces up the road, hurt, but not out yet.
The goblin jumped off the boulder’s shoulder and...
2023-06-16 08:32:23 +0000 UTC View PostThe crab stood atop one of the tallest boulders around his pond, surveying the area with pride.
His domain and influence were growing, a just reward for his efforts and cunning.
Adversities had come, and he overcame them. Whether they were monsters from the forest, or monsters from a ...
2023-06-16 08:31:52 +0000 UTC View PostThe golden merchant tapped rhythmically on a table with his pincers as he hummed to himself, his eyes scanning an open book in front of him. This crab was in a good mood.
After having beaten his first “boss fight,” Balthazar felt better than he had in days, as if a massive weight had be...
2023-06-16 08:31:09 +0000 UTC View PostThe beast reared its head and rejoiced as it gorged itself with each greedy bite, eyes closed, cheeks jumping in rhythm with the chewing.
Balthazar observed as his vile foe, the tax inspector, ate himself into an increasing stupor, satisfaction mixed with a hint of bitterness for all the fa...
2023-06-16 05:34:56 +0000 UTC View Post