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It was all I could do to remain calm. I waited for a moment with the alarm blaring- trying to give the guards some distance. I counted to five, and bolted straight up, trying my best to signal the Fathers any way I could. I swung my arms, trying to stay out of the view of any Sahuagin. I tried my best to jump up and down. I tried to show my chest light. Nothing- it looked like they were busy planning. How can they not notice me?? Okay Tariq,…

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Listen to “Episode 42: 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea Monster, Chapter 9” on Spreaker. Welcome back this week, as we join our Fathers on the doorstep of destiny! Being subjugated to the horrible death ritual performed by Selrock on top of the eerie tower, our Heroes watched hopelessly as their companion was taken hostage. Now, they must decide how best to act, following several tense conversations about what it means to be an effective warrior, hero, and friend. And, as the saying goes, the skin of a cat has 9…

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Howdy y’all! We have had a great first year and are keeping as sane as we can during COVID and hope every one of you are as well. We wanted to share with you some developments for From Afar and keep you abreast of what is going diggity diggity down with the Furious Father’s creators. So, after much deliberation, we have decided to start injecting advertisements using Spreaker into our episodes. This was a complicated decision that we at From Afar discussed in depth. The reason we chose to have…

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Listen to “Episode 41: 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea Monster, Chapter 8” on Spreaker. Having made their critical conversation concerning their choices and outcomes, the Furious Fathers are on the straight and narrow to help Lillia save the prisoners in hopes of having it cause enough of a distraction for the Fathers to get to Selrock. But by making these choices, what consequences will emerge, piercing at those inopportune times in the narrative? Will a clear conscious help protect our Heroes from the fallout of their moralistic choices? These questions…

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Last episode, we left our Paters at the great eclipse of the heart from the victim of Kipa’s deadly external nether-magic, as they overcame the sahuagin enemies transporting the valuable prisoner. Having freed her, and possible scarring her for life, the Fathers get information of what they are up against. But, it would seem they lay at a fork in the road. Will they take the road less traveled? Or will they take the road more direct? In making the decision, heads slam together and fundamental ideologies are steeled against…

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A choice. An ideological fork in the road. Where we last left our Petulant Paternals was watching helpless as two groups of corrupted sahuagin take two victims away in either direction. But are they really helpless? Watching such blatant disregard for life may stoke a fire in some of our heroes, but may also kindle the embers of resolve, which may or may not serve the same intensity and purpose. However, even though our party knows what it means to stand side by side, sometimes that may be done with…

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Before our heroes lies their greatest challenge yet; a stone wall that has more thicccness than Earl’s retro-nasal. However, the party is in luck, as a strange alarm rings out, distracting the guards from their position. Beyond the wall lay buildings, homes, pseudo-skyscrapers and shops jutting out from the uneven ocean floor at freakish angles, seeming to mimic the gnarled toothed mouth of some strange creature. The uneven streets and alleys of the decaying city glimmer with the slowly drifting lights of anglers and other unknown beasts. And in the…

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I thought it would be cold. It wasn’t. I thought It would be harder to swim. It wasn’t. I thought it wouldn’t be scary at all. It was. As I swam down, I reached a shelf that broke off into the deep. Looking out over that grim edge, I was greeted by a fearful maw of glowing light and jagged “teeth” in the distance. A ways beneath that though, I could barely make out the dim glow of the gems on the Fathers’ Gill suits! I knew I had to…

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We last left our Fathers at the hands of a strange sahuagin and small creature at the bottom of the vast ocean, sure to be speared from several unseen scaley hands as though to start a small aqua barbacoa, but no. Our Petulant Paters have lady luck on their side, as they, for once, make friends and not kill the strange creatures. Having opened his mouth and communicated in the Queen’s English, the stranger proves to be a font of vital information, spewing forth like the volcanic bottom-zits that surround…

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Those first few moments after the Furious Fathers went into the water were weird. A breath or two passes as we all are looking out over the bow of the ship, frozen, as if nothing happens on board when The Trio isn’t around. But that’s of course not true, as soon as we were sure that they were good and under, I saw everyone start moving in the orchestra of practiced movements they’d done hundreds of times before. Jake calling out orders, doing his best to fill the boots of…

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