Despite its name, Klondon is not located in Klondike… or is it?

Dang indeed! (Updated today because I could! You know, we do what we must…)

I would have faked being a warlock just to keep that ridiculous robe.

Aaaaand we go on with poor John’s problems.

Kengland: the place where assignments are given to you directly by generals. They must be suffering from a serious case of general overpopulation. (I’m kidding, that is sort of an ensign’s uniform, I think. But my headcanon is that that’s a general, and I’m the author, so I suppose my headcanon is canon? This is confusing.)

Mr General, you really aren’t helping.

John faces sassiness wherever he goes.

What’s up with this guy? Perhaps he just really, really, really dislikes door-to-door sellers? Oh, and you may be wondering why I’m suddenly updating so much! Well, I made a bet. Yup. A bet.

Woooh! We’re out of that gray corridor! Not that we were there for long. As for Artorius Lee, you may already have seen him here.

I already lost that bet, but I keep posting just because. John, that hat… doesn’t look good on you, no sir. You may also recognize some lollipops on the background. (Buahahah, I’m making spoilers for my own story.)