Frigg: (To Magda while drunk off her ass) Now… You’re crazy about him… and he’s crazy about you! And I think you two should go to the BONE ZONE together!
I think that the fact that they are closer together than anybody except the married couple, yet facing opposite directions speak clearly of the point at which they are in their relationship, existing but unacknowledged.
The traditional Goblin PewterGoo. It’s considered a “delicacy that is served to foreigners” by most goblin societies. Their sense of humor is often, er, suspect.
Heck, just google “blue potatoes”. There are many varieties. They’re usually more on the purplish side uncooked and unpeeled, and they turn a deeper blue than the ones depicted above (so those might not be taters after all), but they certainly exist.
“Hey, guys, let’s celebrate all those times we killed things as adventurers!”
“You mean like you?”
“Maybe we should skip the holiday this year.”
…
I’m weirdly disappointed Penk and Magda aren’t conspicuously cuddled.
Those two will realize they’re crazy about each other and will go to the most romantic place on Earth: The Bone Zone.
Frigg: (To Magda while drunk off her ass) Now… You’re crazy about him… and he’s crazy about you! And I think you two should go to the BONE ZONE together!
The Frigg of Fate.
Can we get the see adorable little bearded pygmy troll-dwarves?
Twarf? Trowlf? Trol-lo-dwar? Certainly not droll… that would be demeaning.
I think that the fact that they are closer together than anybody except the married couple, yet facing opposite directions speak clearly of the point at which they are in their relationship, existing but unacknowledged.
…He was going to say Christmas. Other self is peeking through.
Last Axemas I gave up my harp,
for a cyber guitar, in Cyberia.
This year I’m staying right here,
I’ve moved on from playing metal.
Alas, that carol singer (King George) has now left us.
Pissy Prince Payet, alas, has not.
Hach and slah, axes clash
chop your foes to mush
When in doubt, just act rash
and charge through reddish slush
Repeat ad nauseam
God Jul,
Rikard
. . . and as always, the child is awake first!
Boy, I didn’t realize how worried I was about Gravedust until now. I’m glad he got some sleep after all.
What flavor is that gelatin? I’ve never seen grey gelatin before.
The traditional Goblin PewterGoo. It’s considered a “delicacy that is served to foreigners” by most goblin societies. Their sense of humor is often, er, suspect.
Weo is adorable.
I sincerely hope Best wakes up with pinkeye from Goblaurence continually farting in his face all night…
“…like coming outside was a mistake. Where’s my coat?“
Yay, happy friendly interlude! :D
I’m not as worried about the gray gelatinous thing (Jell-o salads always look strange) but those blue things do NOT look like potatoes…
Those are bluranges.
Google Adirondack Blue. They are actually a bit more blue than depicted in the artwork here, but they are blue.
Heck, just google “blue potatoes”. There are many varieties. They’re usually more on the purplish side uncooked and unpeeled, and they turn a deeper blue than the ones depicted above (so those might not be taters after all), but they certainly exist.
Surprised Frigg isn’t sprawled out and annoying the crap out of the Gravy Train lol
So…. If this is the last axemas…. does that mean the story ends within a year? Or just that Arkerra wont exist next year?
Nah, next year it’ll be renamed to Taromas.
Yes, they did announce that they expect the story to end within a year.