Bugbear & Corin
Bugbear
Hey Corin, ever think about how a family in another world would fight to protect each other? I’d be the first to step in.
Corin
That’s exactly the kind of picture that jumps out when I’m brainstorming worlds. Picture a family that’s not just a clan but a living machine, each member wired to the others’ pulse—if one’s hurt, the others feel it and spring into action. I’d be the reckless one, diving headlong into whatever danger threatens them, maybe even inventing a gadget on the fly. What would your character do first?
Bugbear
First I would put myself between the danger and the wounded. No words, just a swing or a grab, and keep them safe.
Corin
That’s a classic hero stance, but imagine if the danger itself was a sentient rift—like a living storm that feeds on fear. You’d have to outsmart it, not just outfight it. Think you could outwit a mind‑bending threat with just a swing? Let's explore that.
Bugbear
I’d shut the door, lock the gates, and cut the noise. Keep the family quiet, let them breathe. The rift can’t feed on fear if it’s not heard. Then I’d step in, swing, and close the gap. That's how I outsmart it.
Corin
That’s clever—silence as armor. Picture the rift, a ripple of static that feeds on panic. If you shut it off, you’re basically giving it a blackout. I can already imagine the moment you swing, the echo breaking the loop, and the family breathing again. What happens when the ripple starts to pulse back? Let's write that next.