Merunga travels where-so-ever whim takes her. The caravan that she keeps is a collection of monsters and secrets, a hoard captured, stolen, and bought. None in the caravan know where they are going next, or what they will find along the way, Merunga's reasons are known only to herself.
A village girl who's grandfather left her in Merunga's care. She is no one and nothing special, far from home and terrified of Merunga's collection of strange creatures. She would leave if she had somewhere to go.
Much like zombies, I don’t want to use flashbacks either, however, we’re going to hear some more about those thirteen years, and why Merunga seems so upset by it. I’m thinking the strip is going to be a tiny little headshot of Merunga, and a mountain of talky-talk.
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Someone’s lost their Golem, and someone doesn’t feel good about it. You’d think 13 years is short for a centuries-living witch; turns out it ain’t.
Much like zombies, I don’t want to use flashbacks either, however, we’re going to hear some more about those thirteen years, and why Merunga seems so upset by it. I’m thinking the strip is going to be a tiny little headshot of Merunga, and a mountain of talky-talk.