And with this, the first chapter comes to its conclusion!
I’ll be taking a small hiatus till (likely) November to make some more buffer pages and catch up with my academic duties, and after that we’ll get back to 1749, meet new characters (some of whom will even stay with us for quite a while) and see Flora’s little helper, well, help. Alan might be a tad off his rocker but he’s a man of his word.
UPD: Unfortunately, the hiatus is taking a bit longer than planned because of work and PhD deadlines interfering, but do not worry, the comic is not going anywhere and is currently in the works! Please stay tuned.
Scotland, 1749. Alan Moran, ' a troubled young veteran of a recent civil war, sneaks back into the country to get his hands on a lot of weapons (which he probably should not be trusted with, like, at all) and change the course of history and all that. Which might prove harder than it seems with a nagging ghost of an ex-comrade-in-arms by his side; a whole dragoon regiment at his heels after a killing gone wrong; and a bunch of unsavoury types seemingly after the prize themselves.
Caution: potentially triggering topics are explored in the comic, including, but not limited to, PTSD, alcohol and substance abuse, sexism, homophobia, slavery, lots of murder and other things that the 1740s were unfortunately full of. This is a story about some formerly good people in an extremely lousy world. But hey, ruffles, swords and swashbuckling, right?
(Seriously though, we do have ruffles, swords and swashbuckling here as well.)
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