Akasha Rosewaters…damn that name is so cool. That name sounds like the heroine of a story where the hero travels the breadth of the land struggling to overcome the adversity of all the deadly nature to fight a dragon in an attempt save her from a tall tower. However once said hero arrives, bramble scratched and destitute, he finds that Akasha Rosewaters has already saved herself from the tower, fought and killed the dragon, and turned its pelt in to dragon bone armor. The castle explodes in the background as she slow-mo walks towards the camera, but she’s too bad-ass to turn around and look at the devastation.
Contrary to the evidence of my absence from the last two and upcoming castings of the pod, I have not yet shuffled off this mortal coil. I’m still here; lurking, cocooning, meta-morphing as it were. Brian’s escapades…