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…Welp.
Dang, there’s going to be some serious drama from that…
Unresolved Daddy Issues!
The bottomless well of dramatic material!
hmm..
she does have an endless obsession with fixing bad boys..
Unlike other women, Syr’Nj can fix bad boys…but there may be a few intermediate stages during testing.
I am of the opinion that B the B is actually NOT fixed… that, given enough bad stimulation (my prediction: the [apparent] death of Syr’Nj), the demon will rise again
I agree with biggmac. Remember a few panels back when Bandit and friends got into Syr’Nj’s supplies?
Daddy Issues? Looks like a career in stripping for her.
Now I’ll never know what he was gonna say next! Stupid regicide.
He was going to say, “Please, Syr’Nj, I need this like I need a hole in my head!”
+1
Gold Star.
Thats just in poor taste.
…I knew it was coming, but I didn’t expect the bolt-in-the-forehead callback from Syr’s army medic scene.
Well played.
Syr’s note to self: “Never speak in sentences over five words, people will die from arrows to the brain, otherwise”.
first panel: “…ouch?”
Allright, let’s see how Syr feels about her ferociously fine feathered friend ferreted fairly away beneath Gastonia when she gets back, eh?
Probably less charitable than before. These Byrds swooped down from Eight Miles High, attacking then Turn! Turn! Turn!ing and attacking again – the king, the womenfolk, and Hey! even Mr. Tambourine Man.
he should of had more fore-head-thought.
They mistook him for a Brow Elf.
He must be close to a church; they got him near his temple.
you hit the nail on the head.
Well, that argument ended a lot better than I thought it would.
Already four guards down … plus the thre women on the bottom part of the screen … It’s official : It has hit the fan. Big time.
It’s official: in efficacy-
Wood elf guards vs. anyone else = Imperial stormtroopers vs. Jedi knights = New Jersey Generals vs. Harlem Globetrotters
Might be a bit harsh. One of those guards has an Avian skewered in the final panel. Do recall that losing your leadership is terrible for morale.
It’s mostly the element of surprise but the wood elves’ security measures do seem to be quite poor in general.
I guess all that “We are so good and wonderful that we look down on everyone and don’t need to pick a side”-attitude is coming to bite them in their wooden asses.
For wood elves, they seem to very easy to ambush in their own forest.
indeed, especially since they managed to catch the party the moment they stepped in?
to busy putting byron through a kangaroo court to bother witih any more security, it seems.
The wood elves are really good a spotting people who are not trying to sneak in.
Their ability to catch people who don’t want to be caught appears to be next to zero.
Don’t forget the nature of the enemy… most defensive thinking is in ’2D’.
Their opponent thinks in 3D.
Only well-trained fighters get into the habit of looking ‘up’.
^ This. Truly thinking in 3D is something only people such as experienced soldiers and hardass Quake(-like) players can do. Also, I suspect HR’s influence is skewing dice rolls all over the place.
I find it very hard to imagine such a surprise attack working.
They live on TOP of trees, surrounded by birds, flying squirrels and Gahd knows what else. The normal day-to-day cost of any one of them forgetting where the ground is in relation to their position at any given moment is death or massive injury. Flight or falling are surely the only options.
If the elves aren’t thinking in 3d terms constantly, that would be a writer/plot issue. It would be hard to imagine them having such a breech of logic in their normal daily life.
I don’t know. I might think such a position would lead to me looking down constantly, since there’s often not anything above me. Maybe cheetah commando took out all the treetop guards on his way to graiya’s bough, though.
That’s only the “experienced” fighters who’ve never come across a Jagular… never look up, ever. They’ll get you if you do.
Thankfully they’re not ALL useless. That one guy’s got a birdman on his spear quite neatly.
I taste Key-lime pie.
You, sir, caused an actual lol.
Somebody go find Gravedust to Un-Croak the King.
I just…sat her and made a high-pitched gasping sound for a full minute. holy crap, this can only end badly.
Surely not any worse than than it has begun.
BTW Haley, I thought you shoulda won last years American Idol instead of Scotty.
Not as bad perhaps. Looks like E-Merl is rushing to protect Syr and her mother with his Whirly Ball Shield thingy.
he and his stupid beard won’t be missed.
Agreed. The whole lumberjack farce trial was a tedious diversion, and that Wood Elf king was abusing his idiot ball priviliges.
Double agreed – if Byron’s controversial arrest hadn’t happened, then the discussion the first night would’ve been about the imminent threat of Harki & co.; they could have been preparing for an attack
But that’s just what H. R. wanted! Anything that foils Mr. Sepia ‘Stache must be good. Mustn’t it?
He was a jerk but he didn’t deserve to die. You can tell by the faces of his wife and daughter. Consumers of art and fiction are ever so ready to pass death sentences based purely on feelings of annoyance. If death were meted out with the same fervour in the real world, rives would run red…even more so.
What’s more, if GD manages to foil Auruagu’s escape, dad might even end up being resurrected via the bough, reborn in both body and world view so to speak. Though that’s a pretty big “if”.
Considering everything we’ve seen up to now – I don’t think I’ll hold my breath for a resurrection.
Exceedingly good start to a chapter, guys. Thanks for makin’ me spend my weekend worrying for Syr!! :P
Jean-Luc, for a sec I thought you wrote “You can tell by the feces of his wife and daughter”… and I thought, wow, he’s a great augur… normally you need the whole of the entrails to tell the measure of a man!
(feeling random)
Quite the way to keep the chapter rolling. Distracted is not quite the word to describe them, but two of the group are incapacitated and the rest scattered quite about. I also doubt the Avians and Auraugu are the only forces here as well.
i expect to see the trolls and their little drummer boy within the week.
Great action still shot of E-Merl jumping towards the royals while starting up his Circlet of Winters Gale. Should make the cover of ADVENTURERS ILLUSTRATED.
Swimsuit issue?
I for one will see this as a absolute reason to get the remaining wood elves on the alliance side, and maybe any OTHER elf races too. i don’t think they can kill ALL of the wood elves now.
on another note, the heroes still have that birdie they caught on the dock raid. Syr’nj, went this is all over, will march down to her cell with her sis and just beat her to death slowly to vent some of her rage. i’m sure of it.
Given how the Wood Elves seem to have tissue paper for defenses, there may not be many left by morning.
Also, as far as the avian prisoner back home, that cook-out party is probably already over. With no leftovers.
i can think up a few new recipes to cook up avian lately.
Wood Elf Sentries – “Spot? Why would I put ranks in spot?”
I get a +2 racial bonus. Surely that suffices.
Yea, I always thought Elves were supposed to be really tough to sneak up on. Maybe, all the guards were on break.
I think Auraugu broke a whole bushel of them
Apparently, there’s a +5 Stealth bonus for “higher ground.”
Dollars for cookies that he arranged it all just so he doesn’t have to admit that he’s wrong. ;-)
perfect icon.
Aw what the fuck, man!
I can’t even think of a witty pun to match the situation, that came so suddenly!
It’s not like him to have his sharp wit punctured by an abrupt point.
Wait, it’s coming back…Well, if that doesn’t bolt down the elves’ opinion on Avians, I don’t know what will.
Eh, give it a while.
Daddy elf’s concentration seems to be divided at present.
‘aror’Nj has just been shown there’s a hole in his argument.
Thick-headedness is no match for piercing insight.
Right now, H.R. is noticing a serious spike in Naror’Nj’s cerebral activity.
“… anyone who looks important.”
E-Merl: “Thank goodness I’ve never actually LOOKED important!”
Your icon of everyone in the windsphere is perfect.
(Added description for posterity.)
These guys are like the landsharks’ unfunny cousins
Brutal…
I…really didn’t see that coming.
In retrospect, it now makes sense… a successful escape (with the loot) needs a proper distraction.
Exterminating the leadership is gravy for the ‘taters.
Wow, some angry birds here.
Well, Syr’Nj, you should not have implied he was acting like a pig.
The Elves have been Hitchcocked!
The Birds went Psycho so fast it gave me Vertigo! I’m escaping thru the Rear Window!
…I want to hug you right now. :|
Head North By Northwest when you do.
Remember to use the Rope when you jump out the Rear Window!
Head-on. Apply directly to the forehead.
For the last headache you’ll ever have, GUARANTEED
So it’s the equivalent of TylenolCN maximum-strength pain reliever?
He was only trying to help! Trepanation is totally a legitimate treatment for headache!
Headshot! Killing Spree!
Unstoppable!
RRRampage!
W-w-wicked Sick!
m-m-m-MONSTER kill!
Well that was like a bolt out of the blue.
I realize the accuracy of the expression, but still, his face in the first panel looks so befuddled. “Oh, look. There’s an arrow in my head. How’d that get there?”
‘Tis but a scratch!
Flesh Wound!
I’ve had worse.
I knew her father’d bolt eventually…
… boring conversation anyway LUKE! WE’RE GONNA HAVE COMPANY!
…And he was just starting to understand what a bigot he had been.
Assuming Syr survives, I wonder if she’ll take over leadership, or co-lead with her mom. Then the elves could join the conflict (if the people followed her).
…am I the only one who laughed and cheered?
I should have read the comments, Cause I thought *I* was the only one who laughed and cheered.
I’m surprised his blood isn’t green or clear like sap, given theor
Heck, I’m surprised he’s dead, headshots, especially with an arrow aren’t always instant kills. Far from it in fact. People have had nails, javalins, and massive iron rod (a tamping iron to be precise) over an inch across run through their brain and survived.
With the thick-skulled and tiny-brained, it’s not a guaranteed kill shot:)
Yes, it could just make him Phineas Enraged.
I think it depends on where it goes in at and the individual, perhaps. Also, he’s a wood elf. We don’t know how they may differ brain-wise. It’s even possible he could still be alive and simply in shock but if H.R. is behind it, it might not matter much. :1
It could easily be that he’s been knocked unconscious from the blow… and will remain in a coma for a few hours before dying.
Not likely to really matter, is it?
Oh, the woes of living in a forest. Never knowing what lurks just beyond the leaves and branches.
Like the owl to the ferret.
I love the avians’ rambling, reminds me of the land sharks.
I hear those seagulls from Finding Nemo.
Mine? Mine? Mine? Mine?
I laughed.
Couldn’t help it, it was just so sudden.
I like the caw-speak of these avians… well, I don’t like it like it, but it fits them.
But how will they manage the elves, with their brows and arrows?
I guess E-merl is throwing himself at Syr and her mom, but it sorta kinda looks like Syr is shouting her Hollywood “Noooooooo!” with such a gale force that E-merl is being blow *away* from them.
Now that I think about it, I’ve only ever seen a form of sonic attack in Kung-Fu Hustle.
Am I the only one who is kind of “happy” about this? I was worried we’d have a scenario in which the human ambassadors somehow would take the blame for the theft, but now it’s going to be clear to the Wood Elves whose side they are on!
If they survive. Recall there seem to be two incoming problems:
1) Supposedly losing the bough means that the society of the Wood Elves will wither and die.
2) Assuming that number 1 is just a metaphor, Tectonicus!
While lots of ‘em may die and they may lose their forests, I don’t think they as a race will die. Really, I was just dreading the “THERE’S A THEFT AND THE UNTIMELY ARRIVAL + IMPRISONMENT OF A HUMAN LEADS TO THE CONCLUSION THEY STOLE IT TO GROW THEIR OWN WOODS FOR MANIFACTURE”.
*Cough*.
So, glad that didn’t happen!
“Dive, my Hawkmen! DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!“
Am I the only one who actually LOL’d at the derpy face the king made when he died?
So… “destabilize the leadership”… could that mean “severely traumatize the brains of the outfit by re-enacting her real life trauma”?!?
Mayhap? Kinda sorta?
wellshit i didnt see that coming
though he di dget the point of the situation
Neither did he, apparently.
–Dave, ba dumm TISH
So in the game world of Guilded Age, wars are fought by bird shaped Call of Duty players? BOOM HEADSHOT! Objectives? KILLS MORE IMPORTANT.