Man, that’s exactly what I’d hoped and dreamed XoR could be. 
(And yes I know my carefully placed ellipses aren’t going to stop you monsters from derailing my politico-sociological fantasy into another nippleganza, dammit)
But that’s not important right now. I just popped in to say: sorry, gang, but with the end of May staring me hard in the face it’s clear that I’m definitely not going to deliver on Mayduin. I’ve recently been knocking out 3000+ words a day and that’s still not going to get me across the finish line. 
Structurally, Irduin as I’d originally planned it was an odd chapter. I wanted it to introduce the rural Hegemony and its dynamics through a village that’s in some ways typical and in some ways unique. That involves introducing a bunch of new characters and asking the reader to care about their struggles at least a little. But when it was just going to be an interim stop on your way to the big city, I was worried that readers would find it maddening. Why are you asking me to read about all these people at the inn so I can decide who to hang out with, just for Chapter Two?
Now that I’m planning to make Irduin the back half and climax of G2, I can give those characters and their stories a little more room to breathe. I think this will ultimately make it a stronger game. But it does mean that I’ve been writing more slowly, and just, well, more, than I’d expected.
So apologies to everyone (including my editor) who’s been waiting patiently for an update…and then onward and upward. Juneduin awaits!