Next panel , sign on door reads: “Don’t stop a’rockin when them boots be a’knocking”.
These are Syr’nj’s “party poppers” after all… and we all know what a dirty mind she has!!
I mean, it’s cool if he/she/it/they’re/ineffable is/are cool, but you’d think that there’d be at least one rule or two for his/her/its/their/ineffable paladins.
There may be a few injunctions against mace *coughing* (we are actually using “fvck” now?) babies and particularly small and harmless animals in the normal course of events.
“Don’t embarrass yer old man shall be the whole of the law!”
I think the message here is that “thou shalt be a boring stick-in-the-mud” is the kind of commandment the Cirinist clergy comes up with, not the deity.
Frigg’s deity doesn’t give Frigg actual paladin powers until Frigg has acted awesome enough in the face of serious dire circumstances. That’s the trade-off.
Dude, ever hear of “tithes”? How would the clergy be able to give those super awesome sacrifices to the gods if’n they didn’t take stuff… and, after all, how better to sacrifice to one’s god than through one’s own body!
With the crack of light coming though the doors and the chair, E’Merl looks like he has a quest to offer in the first panel. That face too… o.o he must be breathing way too much of that purple stuff. Also, does this fireplace give anyone else a sense of deja vu?
In a fantasy setting like this, if you had pot… a young man in a green tunic would barge into your house, and smash it looking for gemstones.
In the real world, you would still run the risk of people barging into your house. But they would be wearing blue uniforms…
wow… Either it is the quality of the pot or the quality of the stoners… Everyone I know gets rilly chatty when they’re high..regardless of group-type (rockers, punks, artists, hosers, comic geeks, math geeks, musicians etc..). Only *after* do they chill and/or pass out. I guess to mull over majestic revelations in the privacy of one’s own mind….? Shrug. Or maybe I just imagine that they all get chatty…
to KiZer; there is Always Someone With Pot. The question is whether you like them enough to get high with them.
to Mujaki; in the real world there is not always blue uniforms barging into your home at the slightest suspicion of pot. You need to move someplace more sane. …Where the cops feel they have better things to do than bust down the doors of a citizen’s private abode to disrupt a gathering of consenting adults sharing harmless relaxants. Where I live, they only come to the door if you’re making too much noise and have been called by the neighbours to shut the hell up already..!
It’s That 1370s Show!
*falls over, laughin’*
OK, and srsly, stoned Team Bandit? Best thing since sober Team Bandit.
Gold Star.
I must commend the creators on the choice of color for the cool kid’s clouds. Classic…
“You wanna get high, man?”
“Does Scipio got brass balls man?
Scipio’s balls are so brass, they go tank as he walks.
Favorite. Panel. Ever.
I love you guys forever now.
…And this brings us back to the cover art, of boots and bongs ;)
that is a hookah, not a bong.
and yes, there is a difference.
In this case, it’s used as a literary hookah.
This also answers my question as to how the shin guards (greaves?) on Frigg’s boots were managing to stay sticking up.
Next panel , sign on door reads: “Don’t stop a’rockin when them boots be a’knocking”.
These are Syr’nj’s “party poppers” after all… and we all know what a dirty mind she has!!
Chairpio. The most badass piece of furniture you’ll ever see.
It’s worth noting that you can’t tell if Scipio is high or not because his eyes are always closed.
Sure you can, his eyes are wide shut.
Also note the absence of the cigar.
Oh, I just noticed rachel is without nun-hat.
She’s trading one habit for another.
Thank you for that.
I’m impressed. Wearing those things is usually a hard habit to break.
Yeah, it ain’t for wimples.
They’ve totally just smoked Byron’s supply of medicinal sillibus.
So, who else thinks that now, because of this little escape, Syr’Nj won’t have the ingredients necessary to make more of Byron’s AntiZerk?
*escapade, not escape. Bleh
Both work, really.
The distinction escapades me.
I thinks that.
Looks like E-Merl took a bite out of crime.
No Bandit, your face is awesome.
…Does ANYTHING bother Frigg’s deity?
I mean, it’s cool if he/she/it/they’re/ineffable is/are cool, but you’d think that there’d be at least one rule or two for his/her/its/their/ineffable paladins.
If anything would, I don’t see how this would be it.
Yeah, getting hammered on mystical not!pot is probably only on the same level as drinking booze, in their society.
Frig is bound by one rule: don’t fvck up, beyond that she’s free to be as awesome as she see fit
Frigg’s Deity’s one rule: When you see injustice, mace fvck it!
There may be a few injunctions against mace *coughing* (we are actually using “fvck” now?) babies and particularly small and harmless animals in the normal course of events.
Ever read Greek mythos?
“Don’t embarrass yer old man shall be the whole of the law!”
I think the message here is that “thou shalt be a boring stick-in-the-mud” is the kind of commandment the Cirinist clergy comes up with, not the deity.
Frigg’s deity doesn’t give Frigg actual paladin powers until Frigg has acted awesome enough in the face of serious dire circumstances. That’s the trade-off.
I would point out that this whole notion that totally tripping balls doesn’t please the gods is a pretty new idea, relatively speaking
Who said anything about the toking? I meant the bit where she shrugged off stealing stuff for personal use. :)
Dude, ever hear of “tithes”? How would the clergy be able to give those super awesome sacrifices to the gods if’n they didn’t take stuff… and, after all, how better to sacrifice to one’s god than through one’s own body!
With the crack of light coming though the doors and the chair, E’Merl looks like he has a quest to offer in the first panel. That face too… o.o he must be breathing way too much of that purple stuff. Also, does this fireplace give anyone else a sense of deja vu?
I just noticed that team bandit isn’t on the character page, is this an intentional hint to their fate or just an oversight?
…This strip makes me so happy, and I can’t even say why.
Contact high.
I hope the next page is from Scipio’s viewpoint, revealing that he is HIGH AS FUCK and the room is resembling an Escher painting to him.
E-Merl’s eyes look super dilated.
Rachel looks great without her wimple.
Well, crap. Now I know who’s been stealing my Doritos.
Conjuring.
Reminds me of more than a few sessions of 3.5. This amuses me more than a little
Woo, time for relaxation! I do hope that they didn’t just smoke the stuff Byron needs….
Bandit is gonna be in so much shit especially when byron and srn get back lol
“oh my Cog” haha, I’ve got to remember this
Its comics like these that make me wish I still knew someone who had pot.
In a fantasy setting like this, if you had pot… a young man in a green tunic would barge into your house, and smash it looking for gemstones.
In the real world, you would still run the risk of people barging into your house. But they would be wearing blue uniforms…
Most of the stoners I’ve met aren’t actually like this after a bowl of pot or two. They just get hungry and chill, not actually rambly.
Frigg hasn’t clubbed anyone for a whole comic, so I’d say that’s pretty chill.
They do go “Hey man, I can, like, see through my fingers!”
wow… Either it is the quality of the pot or the quality of the stoners… Everyone I know gets rilly chatty when they’re high..regardless of group-type (rockers, punks, artists, hosers, comic geeks, math geeks, musicians etc..). Only *after* do they chill and/or pass out. I guess to mull over majestic revelations in the privacy of one’s own mind….? Shrug. Or maybe I just imagine that they all get chatty…
to KiZer; there is Always Someone With Pot. The question is whether you like them enough to get high with them.
to Mujaki; in the real world there is not always blue uniforms barging into your home at the slightest suspicion of pot. You need to move someplace more sane. …Where the cops feel they have better things to do than bust down the doors of a citizen’s private abode to disrupt a gathering of consenting adults sharing harmless relaxants. Where I live, they only come to the door if you’re making too much noise and have been called by the neighbours to shut the hell up already..!
Hopefully there’s not an attack right now.
That would be HILARIOUS!
Hopefully there is!
Oh Frigg, stop inhaling on that Hookah