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|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: If the faerie doesn't want to be disturbed, she doesn't want to be dis...||1. Faerie: The faerie Wythllew has withdrawn.. / 2. Faerie: ...And does not wish to be disturbed. / 1. Faerie: We have been ordered to prevent another ring of stinkhorns being built here... / 2. Faerie: ... And to kill the gnome if he comes too near. / Tamlin: But- / Jake [[whispers]]: If-the-faerie-doesn't-want-to-be-disturbed-she-doesn't-want-to-be-disturbed-Tamlin! / [[The...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: At a camp near Dungill Fens, ribbiting goes on||[[A military camp just outside Dungill Fens. Croaking is heard from inside one of the tents.]] / Caption: Meanwhile, at a camp just outside Dungill Fens... / Soldiers: Ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit! / [[Inside the tent. Two soldiers with frog heads are restraining a strikingly ugly old witch.]] / Artist:...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The King sees an opportunity.||[[The frog guards drag the witch out of the tent.]] / Artist: Take that devil's spawn to the dungeon, or straight to the stake for all I care, but don't bother us with her! / 1. Guard: Ribbit qwrrk rwrok / 2. Guard: Rbibbit qwork / Witch: Your majesty! I've found those bandits you were looking for! / 2....|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Introducing the renowned Joachim Piepelmeyer the Younger, hermit.||Groy: If you succeed, I will have Dungill Fens declared a free zone for all forms of witchcraft.
/ Witch: Oh goody! / [[Jake, Atra, Tamlin, Ragnarok and Kel trudge through the swamp. They are watched by witches, swamp elves, furry creatures and an eldritch tree.]]
/ Caption: And so...
/ Atra: <
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Divers and sundry solutions for moral dilemmae, as proposed by the eminent ...||Ragnarok: Well? / [[Joachim Piepelmeyer the Younger hands Ragnarok and Tamlin a book from the stack.]] / [[Tamlin reads the title page.]] / Tamlin: "Diverse and Sundry Solutions for Moral Dilemmae as Proposed by the Eminent Scholar Joachim Piepelmeyer the Younger, a Teacher for XX Years at the Renowned...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Tamlin shows again what his priorities are. So does Atra.||[[Tamlin runs back towards the swamp.]] / Tamlin: Quick! / Ragnarok: Is he finally coming to his senses? / [[Tamlin pounces on Piepelmeyer.]] / Tamlin: Your money or your life, Piepelmeyer! / [[Tamlin walks off again, carrrying the book and a bag of money.]] / Tamlin: To think that I almost paid for that...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: A nasty surprise for the Rogues.||[[Tamlin, Ragnarok, Atra, Jake and Kel find themselves surrounded by the King's men.]] / Atra: Maybe, Ragnarok, maybe.|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Rogues cook up a likely story.||[[Kel, Ragnarok, Tamlin, Atra and Jake stand transfixed like deer caught in the headlights.]] / Tamlin: Erhm- er- / Tamlin: Th-this must be a mistake... we... er... er... / Ragnarok: We aren't the bandits you've been looking for... we're ... er... er... / [[Kel produces Joachim Piepelmeyer's book.]] / Kel:...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The King invites the Rogues to a hanging. Not theirs, yet, mind you.||Groy: I've had a new death warrant made for Barnardus Pothelmus... and if I don't like the food, I'll make five more. Actually, I'll do that even if I do like the food. / Poet: The brilliance that you employ/ could only come from you, King Groy. / Groy: Thank you. / Groy: I want you to prepare a grand...|
|Tamlin gives in to the temptation to torment his old foe.||Caption: The new cooks are quartered at once... / Tamlin: Fantastic! / [[Tamlin jumps onto the bed.]] / Tamlin: I won't be leaving this bed any time soon, guys! / Ragnarok: Well, er... / Ragnarok: I was going to visit Barnardus Pothelmus in his cell. / Tamlin: Ooh, that does sound like fun! / [[Ragnarok,...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Barnardus Pothelmus may be at the end of his ropes, but that doesn't stop ...||[[Barnardus Pothelmus sits in a prison cell. Tamlin addresses him through the bars of his the cell's only window, off-panel.]] / Tamlin: Hey! Pothelmus! / Tamlin: How's it hanging? Would you mind if I hung out with you for a while? / [[Tamlin speaks off-panel.]] / Tamlin: Getting caught must have been...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel has been verrrrry observant.||[[Kel sneaks through the streets of Dungill Fens.]] / Caption: That night... / [[Kel sneaks through the streets of Dungill Fens.]] / [[Kel sneaks through the streets of Dungill Fens. She has the dungeon cell in the city wall in her sights.]] / Kel [[thinks]]: The dungeon... / [[Kel sits down on a corner...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel is surprised to find not one, but two men talking to Barnardus in ...||Kel [[thinks]]: So, who is this guy who keeps helping us out of trouble? ...And why didn't he show up today? Hey! A noise! / Noise: Floc floc floc / [[Kel looks at the scene by the dungeon. The Artist and the Hangman are standing by the window of Barnardus' cell.]] / Kel: Two men? / Artist: Hey, Pothelmus!...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel ponders the new moral dilemma concerning Barnardus and the King.||[[Kel is shocked.]] / Kel [[thinks]]: A plot! I've discovered a plot against the king! / Kel [[thinks]]: But if the King is murdered, Barnardus Pothelmus will survive! I have to tell the others! Except... / Kel [[thinks]]: They'll try to prevent it... and that means the tyrant Groy will survive! / Kel...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Ragnarok consults the literature, whereas Tamlin listens to his body.||[[Tamlin and Ragnarok sit on their beds, looking for Kel.]] / Caption: That morning... / Tamlin: Where is Kel? / Ragnarok: Her bed hasn't been slept on... / Tamlin: Typical. As soon as there's work to do she's nowhere to be seen. / [[Ragnarok looks in the book of Piepelmeyer.]] / Jake: Oh well. We won't...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Atra's intentions are good, I'm sure.||[[Ragnarok prepares to cut up a peacock. Tamlin shakes out a sheet of dough.]]
/ Ragnarok: let's see...
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel is somewhat inconvenienced. Ragnarok's cross-stitching skills are ...||[[Jake is holding a large leg of some animal or other. Atra is almost submerged in the suds rising out of her brew.]]
/ Jake: How are you doing with the wuks?
/ Atra: Help
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The evening of the hanging. There's plenty of entertainment, some of which ...||[[The feast: The King's household sits at a long table while Ragnarok and Tamlin bring food and Atra serves drinks. Two monks are holding up planks of wood and chanting.]] / Caption: The evening of the feast has arrived... / Groy: Lovely, these goldfinches!~ / Monks: Pie Jesu Domine... / [[King Groy speaks...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Soon enough, the evening turns out to have dire consequences for Palluldom's ...||[[King Groy and the Artist chew the wuks. The monks whack themselves off-panel.]]
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The hanging starts.||Minstrels: Papa, did you bring me silver? Papa, did you bring me gold? Did you come to see me hangin' by the gallows pole? / Groy: Ooh, I like this song. / [[Tamlin walks on, carrying a covered dish.]] / [[Tamlin presents the covered dish, a peacock in its own feathers.]] / [[A herald speaks off-panel....|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The announcer hams it up for all he's worth.||[[The announcer speaks off-panel. Barnardus climbs up the scaffold, alone.]] / Herald: Behold Clwyd-Rhan's most notorious criminal climbing up the scaffold... / [[The announcer speaks off-panel.]] / Herald: See him shake like a leaf as he is pushed forward... / Tamlin: Tsk... "Most notorious criminal"...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The plot unravels.||[[Barnardus hangs still. King Groy shrugs. The caption is presumably the herald speaking off-panel.]] / Herald: At last, the condemned man stirs no more. / Groy: Aww, already? / [[Behind King Groy, Barnardus comes back to life and raises a dagger.]] / Groy: Right... now it's those ...er... cooks' turn...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: It takes a while for the King to catch on to what is going on... the Poet ...||[[The lead witch holds up the contraption. Barnardus Pothelmus escapes in the shape of a micro-dragon.]] / Groy: Did you have to transform my condemned man? Hag! Senile, toothless old crone! / Lead Witch: But Sire! There was a plot! / Hangman: Hey! / [[The other monk's hood is lifted to reveal Kel's face,...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Our mysterious stranger explains himself.||Caption: A little later, in a nearby forest... / Tamlin: All right then, explain! / Kel: Tweet tweet / Jack: Well... I'd met you at the inn and got along rather well with Kel. So when I saw those posters, I decided to keep an eye on things... / Jack: Twice I defended you against attackers... once when...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel and Atra show once again that hindsight is 20/20||Jack: ...And we were just in time to get you out of trouble at the critical moment... / [[Jack, Atra, Ragnarok, Jake and Tamlin ponder. Kel nurses her headache.]] / Atra: A thought just occurred to me... / Tamlin: Wait until the notary public is here, or no one will believe us. / Atra: The dripstone...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Rogues travel back past the swamp, the forest, the mountains and the ...||Tamlin: I don't want to hear any more about it! We're going home and we shan't talk about it any more. / Kel: Yay! / [[Kel, Jack, Atra, Jake, Ragnarok and Tamlin walk through the swamp.]] / Caption: ...And that is what the Rogues do. Without stopping along the way, they march home; through Joachim Piepelmeyer...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Rogues end their adventure in the traditional manner.||[[The Rogues sit and drink under the stars.]] / Caption: Once safely home, the Rogues gather under the stars to recover from their setbacks in a suitable manner, joined for the occasion by the mysterious stranger... after all, there's no better remedy for those who have just missed the opportunity of...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Another Racing Goblin shows up in the forest...||[[Kel calls the other rogues from her guard position at the top of a tree.]] / Caption: ...And that would have been the end of the story, if not... / Kel: Prey ahoy! / Tamlin: A traveller, brimming with money? / Jake: Could be a traveling table salesman! / Kel: He's going very fast! Must be a racing go- / [[The...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: ...but this time, they take the wiser course of action.||[[Tamlin unrolls the scroll and reads it.]] / Tamlin: Hmmmmmm.... "Proclamation" / [[Kel comes down from her tree. Tamlin continues reading.]] / Tamlin: "To all courts of law. It is hereby decreed that, effective immediately, assaulting a royal racing goblin and breaching the royal seal without authorisation...|
|Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel hates hates hates being sent on errands.||[[A shabby, understocked market square. Among the peasantry shopping for goods is Kel, kicking a pebble.]] / Caption: Market day in the village of Cudbridge in Clwyd-Rhan is hardly a picturesque affair: Rotten fish, indescribably dirty streets... / Caption: ...Foul language... / Kel: Fuck fecking fuckbuggery...|
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