The dialogue in the first panel was amusingly tricky for Phil to figure out at first, since it went something like: E-MERL SYR’NJ! SYR’NJ GRAVEDUST! E-MERL Uh, no, E-MERL! BRAD JANET! An earlier draft of this one put even more […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Phil’s original: The slaughter of many unites in one purpose. It is the silent screams of the dead that take vengeance on the takers of life. The grain of sand, amongst many, forms the vastness of the great desert. The […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Alternately, BADA-BING, BADA BUM BUM BUM. Not everyone noticed Penk in the first panel, but you better believe he’s beating the hell out of those drums now that they’re driving people to actual war. Axtanks, the inevitable consequence of dealing […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
We almost put Naror’Nj’s death in the last panel of the previous page. I talked Phil out of it on the basis that “You are some lesser creature” was still a legitimate cliffhanger and this way we get more of […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m proud of Phil for laying E-Merl’s half-elf ancestry into the early notes and proud of me for using it to actually propel the plot. We needed something to bring Syr’Nj’s anger at her father to a fresh boil, for […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
