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Caption: King Groy is also in love... / King Groy: Dear Princess Goldilocks! The dowry is lovely. I propose that the wedding take place next Thursday. / King Groy: Drat! I'm out of gold leaf! / Courtier: Your majesty, a racing goblin wishes to speak to you. / Racing Goblin: Sire, I was molested and robbed in an inn near the edge of Scary Monster Forest! / King Groy: When? / Racing Goblin: Ten minutes ago, your majesty. / King Groy: And those puny hundred miles from the edge to the castle took you ten minutes? / Racing Goblin: But I've got a bad concussion! / King Groy: Yes, but TEN minutes! / Racing Goblin: Au majesteit / Racing Goblin: OK, so I stopped on my way here for an ale. Big deal. Man what a day! / King Groy: One break, it says in your contract! You're fired! / Racing Goblin: It's hard to be a goblin. / Sign: Eigen haard is goud waard
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Narration: This story begins with the cold winter of 1,000 AD in Clwyd-Rhan... / Narration: But really, it begins with four small-time bandits going on a journey nine years earlier... they were: / Narration: Tamlin. Then 40, officially the leader of the gang, unofficially a fat-bellied drunk. / Narration: Ragnarok. Then 25, and pretty much the brains of the outfit. / Narration: Jake the Gnome, of whom the less said the better. / Narration: Atra. Then 51. A daft old woman who ate soap a lot. Also a witch. / Narration: Their quest: To find the magic belt of invincibility, owned by a big green bearded bastard in a creepy forest infested with elves. / [[The Green Knight proposes the beheading contest.]] / Caption: He was a bit of a traditionalist. / Caption: So, heads rolled. / Green Knight: Ha ha ha ha ha!
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[The headless Green Knight chases Tamlin with his axe.]] / Caption: Tamlin was not so traditionally minded. / Green Knight: Hee hee / Caption: But they got the belt, and something else. A girl who was kept by the Green Man as a servant. / Narration: The funny thing is, that belt really sucked. It didn't fit any of them, and was stolen before they got home. But since then... / [[Tamlin taunts Barnardus in his cell.]] / Caption: ... They have dealt with rival gangs... / Barnardus: Tamlin! I'll get you for this! / Tamlin: Ooo... / [[Ragnarok looks in a bag taken from an alchemist.]] / Caption: ...Alchemists... / Ragnarok: More lead? / Alchemist: It may look that way to you. / [[Kel hugs a dragon.]] / Caption: ... A dragon... / Kel: He's really rather cute. Aren't you, snookums? Kiss
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[Tamlin, Ragnarok, Jake and Atra fight off an elven army.]] / Caption: Elves... / [[Ragnarok, Tamlin and Jake in a standoff against the Clwydian army.]] / Caption: ... And a userper who had the Clwydian army in his pocket. / Narration: Along the way, they made friends, gained a foothold where they could do what they wanted, a reputation, and a new member: Jodoque (now aged 24) / [[Kel sweeps a floor, thinking of singing.]] / Caption: At first, Kel was treated like a doormat, suitable for lowly tasks only... / [[Kel talks to her half-sisters.]] / Caption: ...Until she found out she had some unusual relatives!
 
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[Atra pulls Kel away from a cauldron whose contents are bubbling ominously.]] / Caption: ...And she got some lessons from Atra... / [[Ragnarok, Jake, Tamlin, Kel and Jodoque march on Scarabus.]] / Caption: They've all become a lot more confident... / Tamlin: This forest is too small for me and Scarabus! / [[The forest in winter. A lone traveler trudges through the snow.]] / Caption: But they still can't drive the cold winter away.
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Clwyd-Rhan's winters are harsh! [[A man trudges through the snow in the forest.]] / Caption: Clwyd-Rhan's winters are harsh! Sleet and snow render the forest roads all but impenetrable. / Caption: Few dare travel the normally picturesque forests.
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Bloodthirsty berserks who - FLATS! [[Two shadows appear behind a snow-covered bush. The man spots them. They are armed with halberds.]] / Caption: For even now, behind the snow-covered shrubs lurks danger! / [[The man turns around, raising his sword. The armed shadows disappear.]] / Man: Hah! / [[The man looks around him, sinisterly.]] / Caption: Any dark spot could harbour a mass of heavily armed berserks, driven to bloodlust by hunger... / [[The man is hit in the face by a snowball.]] / <>
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Miss! Thbbpp! [[Jodoque runs into the frame, blowing a raspberry to Kel who is still off-panel.]] / Jodoque: Miss! Thhhbbthbbpp! / [[Kel runs into the frame, with a snowball in her mittened hand.]] / Kel: Oh? Oh? Eat this! / [[Kel rubs the snowball in Jodoque's face.]] / [[Jodoque and Kel roll in the snow.]] / Kel: Eeeek! Hahahaha!
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Pickings are slim again [[Jodoque sits on top of Kel, threatening her with a snowball.]] / Jodoque: D'ya give up? D'ya give up? / Kel: Hahaha haha! / [[Tamlin and Jake walk into the frame.]] / Tamlin: Do you mind? We're trying to work here. / Jodoque: Sorree. / Jake: Don't put a kink in my hump *) / Footnote: We'll explain this Gnomian expression some other time. / [[Tamlin shakes the still unconscious snowball victim down.]] / Tamlin: Hm. Pickings are slim again. / Jake: So's our client. / Tamlin: And nothing to eat again. This sucks! / Jake: Let's hope Ragna's caught something in the traps. / [[Ragnarok has caught something in her traps.]] / Ragnarok: !
 
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Ragna: Bah! Inedible! Unless we get VERY desperate. / Ragna: Oh well...your money or...hey! / Ragna's Victim: Ragnarok! Am I glad to see you! / Ragna: Duke Henry of Dunghill Fens? What brings you here?
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The high-born Lady Trollop! Henry: I need to speak to your gang right away! / [[Duke Henry sits around the fire with Ragnarok, Atra, Tamlin, Jake, Jodoque and Kel.]] / Henry: It's about my wife, lady Guðrún. / Kel: The high-born lady trollop! Thbp! / Henry: As soon as our beloved King had his throne back, she left for Iceland... / Jake: Iceland? / Henry: She was born there. Somebody'd died. / Henry: But she's been gone for five months, and now the Witch Queen... / Jake: Witch Queen? / Henry [[thinks]]: This could take a while...
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Henry: Guðrún is a cousin of the Queen of Wicca, and has done work for her. / Henry: Because relations between Iceland and Wicca are not so good, Guðrún has many enemies in Iceland... / Henry: I'm afraid my wife has been kidnapped. I want you to go find her... / [[Henry pulls out a bag of coins.]] / Henry: ...For a fee, of course. / [[Ragnarok eyes one of the coins.]] / Ragnarok: These are Icelandic coins. / Henry: A travel budget. You will be paid in Clwyd-shillings upon your return.
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Honest work, a fee, and some time away from Clwyd-Rhan Tamlin: Looks good to me! / Ragnarok: Honest work, a fee, and some time away from Clwyd-Rhan! / Ragnarok: ...But the last time we left here, another gang took over our hideout! / Tamlin: Hmm... / Tamlin: I suppose we should- / Kel: Hold it! / Kel: Jodoque and I could stay here to mind the hideout. / Ragnarok: Kel! Would you do that for us? / Kel: You know I'm never too proud to do a boring chore around here! / Henry: Well then... this is your mission...
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Duke explains Dux Explicit: You will embark on a smuggling ship bound for Iceland tomorrow. Upon arrival, you will contact the Wiccan embassy. Your contact there will be the Baron of ... uh... Fal-the-Riddle-Fingers or something. The embassy staff will be at your disposal under his command. / Iceland's government, the Allthing, and its population don't like the Witch Queen much, so please try not to step on anyone's toes.
 
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel: Woo hoo! This will keep them away for at least three months! / Jodoque: Too bad we'll be spending all of that time cooped up in our hut... unless you hex the cold weather away! / Kel: Hee hee! / Jodoque: Heh heh. / Kel: ... / Jodoque: ... / Kel: Get thee behind me, cold front! Begone, foul thermal inversion pattern! / Jodoque: ... I summon thee, southerly breeze? / Kel: I summon thee, southerly breeze! / Jodoque: Hee hee! / Kel: Hee Hee! / / [[The weather changes]]
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel: Hmmm... / Kel: Y'know... Now that the weather has improved... / Kel: ... It might be fun to show you some of the province. Would you like that? A trip around the country? / Jodoque: Hmm... / Kel: Quite a coincidence that we get nice weather for a trip just after the others leave...
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel: Well, the local microclimate is full of surprises... / Jodoque: I just wonder how local this microclimate is... / [[Jodoque is speaking from off-panel. Kel is looking away.]] / Jodoque: I know Atra's teaching you the Craft. Paid attention, didn't you? / [[Kel looks away, thoughtfully.]] / [[Jodoque speaks from off-panel.]] / Jodoque: Kel? / Jodoque: I was just kidding, honey. I- / Kel: ... There is something you should know...
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Jodoque: An elf? / Kel: She was a tree faerie, to be precise. But my father was human. / Kel: Don't give me that look! You weren't so skeptical about Jake the Gnome! / Jodoque: I thought that was just a nickname he got for being such a beardy little runt. / Jodoque: Elves and gnomes... This'll take some time to sink in... if it ever will...
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[Kel pulls her dress off over her head.]] / Kel: Right then, you doubting Thomas! See... / Jodoque: ! / [[Kel takes off a chain with a pentagram pendant.]] / Kel: ...If you know a witch who can do this! / [[Kel spreads her arms. Jodoque speaks from off-panel.]] / Kel: Look very carefully! / Jodoque: Hey, no problem / Kel: Don't even blink! / Jodoque: ! / [[Jodoque is startled as Kel transforms into a wild, tangled collection of plants and shrubs.]]
 
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[The wild plant life overwhelms and envelops Jodoque, pushing him back.]] / [[The wild plant life overwhelms and envelops Jodoque, pushing him back.]] / [[Behind Jodoque, the plants re-arrange themselves into something like a human shape.]] / [[Kel, naked and sweating, is hugging a confused Jodoque from behind.]] / [[Kel kisses Jodoque on the cheek.]] / <>
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: ... And of course, I did have some training in the Craft. [[Kel puts her dress back on.]] / Kel: ... And of course, I've had some training in the Craft. I wear the iron necklace to keep my Elvish side under control. / Kel: So... about our trip... / Kel: We can go to the pillar field. That's always a good laugh. ...Or to taste this year's Bock beer at the Plonck brewery. / Kel: There'll be a Sabbath in Mudslope in a month, and if we're going there... we could also go to Mr. Leppiainen's bath house, the best in Clwyd-Rhan... / Kel: ...Or we could read old manuscripts at Tamlin's brother's abbey... or visit the stone circle in the marches of Sunkland...
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[Kel and Jodoque, dressed for travel and loaded with backpacks, start on their journey.]] / [[They fade into the distance.]] / [[They fade into the distance.]] / [[They fade into the distance.]]
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel: The pillar field. One of Clwyd-Rhan's greatest tourist attractions. / Kel: ... and if you've ever seen two hundred pillar saints fight, you'll understand why. / [[They look at the rows of empty, numbered pillars.]] / Jodoque: Uh...
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[Kel speaks from off-panel. A single pillar saint sits on pillar #361.]] / Kel: Wait, I see someone up there. Hello? / Kel: Where are all the other saints? / Saint: Kid, the weather was murder until just a few weeks ago. / Kel: Oh... I see. Sorry to hear that... / Saint: Yeah, it sucks. But we really had it hard, you know? Even I was thinking of quitting. / [[The pillar saint speaks from off-panel.]] / Saint: But I'd just earned my halo, and I thought "Fuck, I'm staying! Let's see who's the holiest in this dump!" Wimps! I'll show them! / [[The pillar saint speaks from off-panel. Jodoque and Kel bestir themselves to leave.]] / Saint: Come back in the summer! It'll be swarming with hermits, I guarantee! / Jodoque: And now? / Kel: How about the Plonck brewery? / [[Kel and Jodoque at the brewery, sampling beer. A brewer is giving them a touristy talk.]] / Brewer: ... The Plonck brewery delivers beer to all of Clwyd-Rhan, and is proud to be the main sponsor of the Mudslope Sabbath... How do you like our special Bock beer with mandrake?
 
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Mudslope Festival canceled due to bright sunny weather [[Kel and Jodoque in front of the gates at the Mudslope location. Kel reads a note pinned to the gate.]] / Kel: "Canceled due to dry, sunny weather". ... great! / Jodoque: Aww, man! / Kel: Sanderon the Great lives nearby. / Jodoque: Who? / Kel: Sanderon was Atra's teacher once. He's one of the few male witches in Clwyd-Rhan. / [[They approach a small cottage.]] / Kel: Almost there...
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel: Sanderon, you old poisoner! / Sanderon: Kel... / Kel: Got your Bock beer this year? / Sanderon: Where's Atra? / Kel: Iceland. This is Jodoque / Sanderon: Are you also training as a witch? / Kel: No, but give me three juggling balls and a penguin, and I'll show you some magic. / Kel: Jodoque used to be a court jester / Sanderon: I'll get some beer. Our sponsors did a really good job this year. Too bad the sabbath was canceled. Just a minute / [[Kel turns toward the fireplace, in front of which Jodoque is waving and smiling at an ancient woman in a rocking chair.]]
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[Kel looks at the old woman.]] / [[Sanderon re-enters with a tray full of mugs of ale.]] / Sanderon: Oh yeah, I had another visitor! Kel, Jodoque, meet Mother Turniproot, my teacher from way back when! / [[Sanderon raises his voice to talk to Turniproot. Turniproot answers in a cracked voice.]] / Sanderon: Some more mandrake, Mother? I SAID: SOME MORE MANDRAKE? / Turniproot: Whut? Hey Sanderon, make yourself at home. / [[Sanderon is shouting from off-panel.]] / Sanderon: NO-O! MANDRAKE! / Kel: Careful with that stuff. It's potent. / Sanderon: So how are your transformation spells coming along?
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Toads. Legs. Mandrake. [[Sanderon and Kel are talking off-panel. Jodoque is munching mandrake.]] / Kel: ... But then she pointed out that toads have only four legs, and no tail... / Sanderon: Hahaha! / Jodoque: Whoa! / Sanderon: You should study this book... / Kel: ... Anatomick Compendium of Amphibia and Creepy Beasties! Gee, thanks! / [[Night. Kel and Jodoque in a makeshift bed in the attick.]] / Kel: I've heard of old Mother Turniproot. She's said to have been the most powerful witch on the continent, strong enough to rival Queen Elspeth. / [[Kel lifts the blanket on Jodoque, imagining a mandrake root looking like a man with a large erection.]] / Jodoque: Well, it happens to everyone, I suuppose. But eating that mandrake for years can't be good for you either. / Kel: It's doing you good, though! Hee hee! / Jodoque: !!!
Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: [[Sanderon walks towards the fireplace carrying a broom. He is surprised to see a penguin juggling balls.]] / Sanderon: ? / Turniproot: So what's so tricky about juggling penguins? / Sanderon: Shall I give yo a broom-ride home, Mother? / Turniproot: ? / Sanderon: I SAID: SHALL! I! GIVE! YOU! A! RIDE! HOME?! / Turniproot: ? / Turniproot: No more mandrake, thanks. I'm not getting any younger.
 

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