A group storytelling roundtable seems like a great way for this gang to pass the time, as long as no one asks Scipio to do it and Bert keeps it clean. NOBODY ON THEIR PHONES HERE, AMIRITE? Putting Bert across […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I like that the worg looks as startled as the people within Braggadocio’s earshot, as if Bragga cooked it so quickly that it’s somehow still conscious and not quite sure how it got here. (It’s more of a modified pig […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I usually write these annos a few days to a few weeks in advance, just to keep ’em coming steadily without slowing up the rest of my life too much. So I gotta say, I wasn’t exactly expecting the protest […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Heck, good enough” was my feeling about these last two pages, too. You may not be laughing at Frigg here, and yes, this might be the meanest thing she’s ever done, but it’s nasty-funny to me and Phil both for […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Below is another panel of script that ended up on the cutting room floor, but this one makes me smile when I think about it. 5. Scipio cocks an eyebrow at Fr’Nj, who flashes him a mischievous grin as she […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
