SHE THREW HER HAIR BACK. DEFCON 1.
In another ten years, foreign dignitaries will tremble at that move. Eilonwy is DONE.
It occurred to me as I worked this page that Eiddileg might actually think he does humans a favor by making them stay in the Fair Folk realm. They get perpetual youth, surrounded by the wealth and riches they spend so much time chasing in the world above, and freedom from its various troubles, in exchange for an eternity of living with fae, which has its challenges no doubt, but come on. Who wouldn't at least consider this a bargain? So maybe his ire is partially due to having his "hospitality" so unceremoniously rejected. His accusations about the treatment of his people by humanity are, you know...not wrong. He'd probably let her have it here, except...wait. What is that sparkly thing dangling on her neck?
Know who Arawn is? More to the point, do you know who I am? That you have an alliance with my family? Remember that time my dad outwitted some of the most dangerous creatures in your realm? And that he's probably still--*gah* *cough* *gulp* - excuse me, the half of my brain where all my fanfic resides just took over for a second. Where was I...
We've still got a way to go with these negotiations, so those of you with a critical eye, bear with me! Taran's not done. We've just got some revelations to cover first.
And for those of you who keep telling me to link to my fanfic, the story I reference is here.
Absolutely gorgeous and very stirring page! I'm so moved and so impressed. Eilonwy in her righteous indignation is at her best...and I think this is among your best pages, although there are so many to choose from. Very well done!
I never thought about mortals gaining immortality in the Fair Folk realm, although admittedly I've never read that much fairy lore beyond what is in fantasy novels. I thought they would just age and die at their normal rate, and Eiddileg talking about holding them for hundreds of years was just hyperbole. So I see your point about his offense at their rejecting his "hospitality." Shades now to me of Taran rejecting staying with Medwyn, and his ultimate rejection of such an offer in THK.
I've got to read more of that fanfic to see where your mind is going,,.
Sorry that was me. I was so excited to comment that I forgot to log in... :-)
Fairy lore is full of stories where humans trapped in their realm remain basically immortal for hundreds of years or more, and then upon their return to the mortal realms, instantly age or even crumble to dust. There’s also a sense that time runs very differently there - I’m working with both assumptions, here and in my fic (which is currently resting as I figure out the rest of the plot; I’ll start posting again in March).
I see you updated on the fic - responding here because that site has disabled email notifications of private messages. Skipping to the last chapter! - I don’t know where you stopped, but I’m betting you missed a LOT, lol - if you do go back, let me know what you think. I’m trying to get a good buffer on that so I can post regularly again, but writing tends to be feast or famine as much as comic-making. I often have to choose between one or the other.
Have no fear I will have it all read by the time you post again! So little time to read these days but moving it to the top of the pile. :-)
It's hard to not bring in other outsaid canon into this part of the book particularly from the old legends of elves etc. The Fair Folk are fading from the world. The old ways have already come undone and there is no going back. Eiddileg knows all this and has to tread such a fine line. In his mind he is always trying to find the lesser of evils because he genuinely cares for his people and knows their days are numbered. That mental calculus of course is not apparent to Taran or Eilonwy. (The ignorance of youth. LOL) He is very well aware of Arawn and what he intends but he also knows the mortal world will never stop encroaching. Where do you put your resources. Where can you buy yourself more time. To me what is most interesting about Eiddileg is how he serves as a counterpoint to Medwyn and how they influence events from this point onward through their proxies. (I have a particular view of the fine-feathered friend we meet in BC)
Good points! You think like a leader! That’s an interesting thought regarding our crow friend. Would love to hear more about the theory!
Elonwy is very good at putting this guys in his place.
It’s an inherited talent from a long line of women whose job it was to keep guys in their places who knew how to properly exercise authority.
Read the page, read your comment and immediately jumped over to your fanfic to see if you had updated before skimming through the rest. I'm so excited to see Geraint's epic journey!
Per the page, I can see here how you're moving things around, and if that crash is what I think it is, if you still include Taran's speech, it'll land even harder than before, with greater contrast. What struck me visually, though, is how dirty the companions look amid their splendid jewel-toned surroundings. They're wet. They're tired. They're grumpy. They have an urgent mission, and here's this little shouting king saying he'll keep them forever underground? I'd be fed up too. Go Eilonwy for telling him off.
I’m a little over three chapters into the end, and it’s working up very nicely so far - can’t wait to get back to posting!
And yes, I keep reminding myself that the companions are still wet, cold, and exhausted here, besides all the fright they just endured getting sucked down a lake and then captured so all circumstances together it’s just astonishing it took her this long to lose her temper. Eiddileg has legitimate grievances, but he’s sure not showing himself particularly amiable.
Eilonwy may be tired and dirty, but she's never looked more stunning...she looks every inch the Princess, as she draws herself to her full height...those eyes and eyebrows are killers!
Speaking of eyes, can I just say how much I LOVE how you're drawing Eiddileg's eyes? That shiny cold irate cat thing is PERFECT. Can't wait to see if you'll do the same with Doli. Maybe also cat, but a different colored iris?
I might! Canonically, Doli’s eyes are red, which might be weird enough, but now that I’ve established the precedence....
I’m not even sure why I gave Eiddileg cat-pupils, though it sort of makes sense for a race that mostly lives in the dark underground.
Of COURSE Doli's eyes are red. My teen self is disgusted with me. Can't wait to peer into the cranky little peepers!
Yeah I haven't mentioned it before but I was really struck by the cat pupils - along with the semi-fangs, they add a real element of ferociousness to a character that might otherwise look much like a Viking Hobbit...
Also, I like how his braided mustache is flying apart as he leans forward to scream back at Eilonwy...
I tried to think of small things to emphasize the fact that he's not human.
One of my kids had to ask why his braid was sticking out, lol. I'm glad you figured it out!
I think you left out the bit where he tore off his cape and his rings.
First, and important, could you put links to your fanfic on the page somewhere so that we can always navigate back to it? It's illuminating and worth reading on its own merits.
Second, and unimportant, but striking to me - Taran has real eyebrows, but Eilonwy seems to wage war upon them in the modern style. Not sure why I notice rot like that, but I do.
Indeed I will! Maybe not every page, but certainly if I actually reference it.
I suppose you can blame Eilonwy’s eyebrows on my creative license, as I don’t believe their shape has been totally consistent throughout. Just like her hair, her eyebrows can change to suit the occasion...in this case, a need for one epic frown.
I say three cookies! ;-)
Taran dreamed to be a hero and all that but he did not include an angry princess in his dreams. He get's a bit scared... I wonder if he included any princess at all to his dreams - but soon you will dream of one only...
He doesn’t seem to have girls on his mind until she shows up, does he? Of course there aren’t any around before that.
“Aye, and she’s crossed her arms. Soon it’ll be the tappy foot and then won’t things be lovely for him. Poor bugger should just scarper now while he still can.”
This has all the flavor of an actual quote, but the source of it eludes me. If it’s original, I want more in this vein!
It's actually inspired by Terry Pratchett's Tiffany Aching series (which I heartily recommend if you haven't read it yet). Tiffany is a young girl who is learning to be a witch--but first, she has to deal with the Nac Mac Feegle, a clan of troublesome, boisterous , sheep-napping Scottish pixies who say things like "Oh waily waily! She'll be pullin' my ears for this! Crivens!" Really a wonderful set of books (The Wee Free Men, A Hat Full of Sky, I Shall Wear Midnight, and Wintersmith).
Ahhh, I’ve heard great things about Pratchett. I’ll give it a try!
While these past few pages have been visually stunning, some of the best in the series, I can't help but think some of the scene has been lost in translation. Part of it is just a ripple effect; you shorten Eiddileg's dialogue because you have to, it's too long, but then you miss an important note. Taran's explanation on the last page is the first thing all chapter that's gotten Eiddileg to shut the heck up. Moving the second part of the speech, you lose out on the full conversation, where it shows that Taran has earned Eiddileg's respect. Rather than use bluster and Fair Folk conversational tricks, Eiddileg actually takes the time to explain his reasoning to Taran. That's a big moment. Looking ahead, when Eilonwy accuses him of being a liar and a cheat, Eiddileg uses the "technically, no" excuse, and clams up, but when Taran rephrases the same accusation, then he's willing to hear it out.
If you read over the comments, you’ll note I’ve been called out a couple of times on my editing choices here - I’ll keep my answer the same as I gave the others: have patience! There is still quite a bit of interaction with Eiddileg coming up, and most of what I’ve cut from this initial run will make it back in at a different point. I do have my reasons, but to list them all here would spoil the sequence, so wait until the end before you judge how well I’ve interpreted it. I don’t claim that the way I’ve chosen to do it is perfect by any means - it’s just what happened during the organic flow of editing, in which Eiddileg’s monologues needed to be broken up, reactions had to make sense and flow one into another without the benefit of knowing character thoughts, and certain parts that weren’t clearly delineated by Lloyd had to be, by me.
This chapter may be coming to a close, but we are by no means finished with Eiddileg and Taran.
I have complete confidence in your editorial discretion, Saeriellyn. Thank you for continuing to surprise and impress me, if no one else. It's very rare to find someone who is capable of adapting masterwork stories into something new, moreso with a change in medium, so, at least in my opinion, you belong to a very small pool of dedicated artists.
For comparison, I'd put you well beyond Peter Jackson's adaptation of any of Tolkein's stories, despite the fact that some of the moments were pure gold (the Balrog comes to mind).
You’re very kind, Thrace. Your support is appreciated, though be assured I am not at all offended by the criticism I’ve received here; as I mentioned on another page, it’s a privilege to engage people at such a level. If we’ve all come to the point where longtime readers feel welcome enough here to be candid about perceived shortcomings, then I am doubly glad. It’s a chance for me to practice humility for now, while looking forward all the more to settling these doubts to rest with a big smug I-told-you-all-so denouement, in the (hopefully) near future. ;)
Looking forward to eating a big helping of Crow soon! ;-)
*.. .but not our favorite crow, of course!
I whip my hair back and forth!
Watch me whip it. Watch me Eilonwy!
She could, too.
Do the Eiddileg! Eiddi--Eiddi!!\
I'm sorry. Something just came over me.
It's that goblin king dance magic dance.
Someone should make a meme out of Eilonwy in the third panel!
omg a meme from my comic and I'd feel like I'd finally made it
The meme could be subtitled "skeptical" or "not buying it" or even "not to be dissuaded".
I really like your design of King Eiddileg. The crystal crown looks great, and I like his big blue eyes which are very similar in color to the crystal crown. The braided mustache looks pretty cool too.
Fuse blown above. Duck, Taran, and be content that for once you are not the target! You have seen that posture of hers before, and it was not in the best of moments for you both ...
None of them will have realised at that moment what has just happened. It is easy to overlook in the concise way Alexander has presented it, but it is in fact a turning point for their entire group: For the first time, Eilonwy has lined up with Taran!
This will have consequences on several levels. First, the two of them have now entered a new phase in their relationship that has so far passed from mutual utilization (You'll get me out of here vs. you'll help me tease Achren) through open hostilities to fragile tolerance: not yet friendship (not to mention romance, which is still far away), but the bond between them has intensified into a mock brother-and-sister configuration within their little substitute family. There is still lots of in-fighting left for them but as quickly will they join forces to turn against any third who might happen to stray too close.
Second, Eilonwy has gone through a perceptible personal development recently, and the words she choses state it clearly. It was probably not instantaneous, this thing has been ripening in her, maybe from the day on they spotted the host of the Horned King from afar, or maybe Medwyn has played a role in it. No longer is the girl following Taran and Fflewddur just to delay the bleak decisions about her future that lie ahead of her. At this very moment, she has outspokenly made their mission her own. From now on, Eilonwy will no longer be an attachment clinging to them because she has no one else to cling to. Now she is a member of the team.