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| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Norla is reminded of a day, long ago, towards the end of her army days. | [[Atra is speaking off-panel.]]
/ Atra: Is that bird yours, Norla? / [[Ottar, Arthur and Atra are talking off-panel over a flashback.]]
/ Ottar: 'Tis a comrade of hers, aye.
/ Atra: I don't care much for crows. Did it follow us here?
/ Arthur: Uhmm...I just figured you'd be headed this way and thought it'd be fun to show up here.
/ Atra: Hmm... You're not enchanted, are you?
/ Arthur: Gods, no! What makes you think that?
/ Atra: Never mind. Do you have a name?
/ Arthur: ...Do I need one?
/ Atra: I'm not going to address you as "bird". Think of something. / [[Meanwhile, Norla remembers a day long ago. She is modeling for the painter Brakeburn, who has just given her a prop.]]
/ Brakeburn: Hold this.
/ Norla: A bundle of twigs? / Brakeburn: It's a symbol of unity. The steering committee asked for a few studies of you brandishing it. / [[Brakeburn is speaking off-panel. Norla glances at P'séaigg.]]
/ Brakeburn: I don't think it'll make it into the finished work, but what the hell... you have to know how to work those patrons...Now sit down... / [[Brakeburn is speaking off-panel. Norla strikes a pose.]]
/ Strike a- yeah, that'll do. http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040109 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Now we're busy making all our busy plans, on foundations built to last, but nothing fades as fast as the future, nothing clings like the past. | [[Both the flashback and the off-panel conversation between Atra, Jake and Arthur continue.]]
/ Arthur: Can I be named after something I like? Like "shiny"?
/ Atra: Hmm... Sounds like a pet's name.
/ Raven: Okay. Something else then. / [[Norla's reminiscent reverie. Kangra and a lieutenant enter.]]
/ Kangra: Morning, Norla, P'séaigg.
/ P'séaigg: Hi. / Kangra: The latest draft! I've also seen plans for the House... It's huge! / P'séaigg: Looks nice and official... but this political stuff is more Norla's forte.
/ Norla: Do you think she'll ... run? / P'séaigg: She might... but that religion of hers could cost her votes... and she's a bit young to be in the House.
/ Kangra: Oh well, she'll be on its roof anyway. / [[Meanwhile, the naming discussion continues]]
/ Jake: ...And that reminds me of my cousin Arthur. Uhm... his Gnomian birth name was "Ärh'pthr".
/ Raven: "Arthur" it is then.... / [[Arthur the Raven pulls Norla out of her reverie.]]
/ Arthur: I said '"Arthur" it is then'. Shall we go? http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040112 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Trace poisons indeed. Such stupidity can only be deliberate. Did you read this blurb before or after reading the comic? Just curious. | [[Abúi is arguing with a guard at the Dyrtforrabyggern.]]
/ Abúi: You've got to be bullshitting me!
/
/ Guard: Nope, Miss. I'm as serious as can be. / Guard: I'll let you bring in this alleged dragon powder, but only if you shower. Who knows what trace poisons you may be secreting in that body paint.
/
/ Abúi: On my skin?
/ Guard: ...So you'd be immune. / [[Abúi points at P'séaigg. The guard answers from off-panel.]]
/ Abúi: Cut the crap! He never had to shower to get in!
/ Guard: Sorry, miss. You're on the list.
/
/ Abúi: ... The list?
/ Guard: The list of people who have to shower before we let them in. http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040114 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: I could start using these blurbs as epigrams, like in the Dune novels. | Abúi: Grm. / Abúi: That round-ear-
/ P'séaigg: Abúi!
/ Abúi: -would look better after dancing like a maniac for a century or so.
/ P'séaigg: Abúi!
/
/ Bonfire: You've got the dragon powder?
/ P'séaigg: Yes.
/ Bonfire: This way.
/
/ [[The faeries meet up with the sick Kel. Isolde is with her.]]
/ Isolde: At last! / [[Abúi is putting some of the dragon powder in Kel's eye.]]
/ Isolde: I couldn't believe the pettyness of the physicians in this place!
/ P'séaigg: Wait until you hear what delayed us! / [[Abúi is speaking to Kel. P'séaigg is hailed telepathically by Maghreid.]]
/ P'séigg: Isolde, there's a reason for this obstruction by the staff here. It's-
/ Abúi: Better?
/ Maghreid's disembodied telepathic voice: P'séaigg? http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040116 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: | P'séaigg: Wait.
/ Maghreid's disembodied telepathic voice: P'séaigg!
/ P'séaigg [[thought]]: Ye-es?
/
/ P'séaigg [[thought]]: This hurts my head.
/ Telepathic voice of Maghreid: Sorry. / [[A vision of Maghreid appears in front of P'séaigg.]]
/ Telepathic voice of Maghreid: Sorry to interrupt like this. Jodoque has returned.
/
/ P'séiagg [[thought]]: Did he bring the Green Knight?
/ Telepathic voice of Maghreid: Yes...in a way.
/ Abúi: Can you see normally?
/ Kel: Yes... / Telepathic voice of Maghreid: He's in my office now. Come as soon as you can.
/ P'séaigg [[thought]]: No! I can't leave Abúi alone here!
/ Kel: Is that my mother talking to P'séaigg?
/ Abúi: What? Where? / [[The vision, and Maghreid's telepathic voice, fade.]]
/ P'séaigg [[thought]]: She'd only get in trouble.
/ Telepathic voice of Maghreid: Never mind! This is- http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040119 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Mbl. | Kel: She- she vanished!
/ Abúi: Must be a side effect of the dragon powder. / P'séaigg: We have to go. Maghreid is waiting for us in her office.
/ Abúi: You mean you really got a- mbl! / P'séaigg: It's not a good idea to let everyone know Maghreid can break through the Dyrtforrabyggern's barriers.
/ Abúi: But the human - she saw her! / Abúi: I tell you! She even recognised her mother!
/ Kangra: Are you okay? / Abúi: Can anyone learn to do a direct transmission like that?
/ P'séaigg: It is no longer taught... / P'séaigg: ... and after that outburst I'm not sure we should teach you how to do it! / {{P'séaigg is referring to Abúi's angry outburst in the comic for January 16, 2004 ( http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040116 ), not her blabbermouthedness in this episode.}} http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040121 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The one thing that isn't listed is acid. | [[Norla, Atra, Jake, Ottar and Arthur cross a landscape that is almost certainly illusory, but definitely hostile.]]
/ Norla: Ignore it. It's just an illusion.
/ Ottar: Rank is the air with fae spelldusts.
/ Jake: We should have brought a barrel of beer along.
/ Norla: Ottar, what can you smell?
/ Ottar: I smell Waylay...Sorrow...Berserker.
/ Norla: She mixes Sorrow and Berserker?
/ Ottar: Mayhap she wishes for us to self-slay.
/ Norla: Doesn't work. Those two dusts cancel one another out.
/ Ottar: Hmmm... Those are all strengthsome-smelling dusts. Might not they mask a more cunning-
/
/ Norla: Dreamtime! http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040123 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The drug | [[All members of the party are plunged into reveries about their pasts.]]
/ [[Kangra, Norla and P'Séaigg at a café. All are dressed in the uniform of the Elven Underground.]]
/ Kangra: You're not running?
/ Norla: Nope! Once the constitution is ratified I'm putting away my uniform. I plan to devote
/ myself to God's work from now on.
/ P'Séaigg: Haha! You sound like you're the prophet Mu'hairmid when you say that! / [[Arthur and an older raven are spying out a watch house in the forest.]]
/ Elder Raven: Again, fledgling! How many men went in?
/ Arthur: Uh... many. / [[Atra looks back startled as one of her daughters is caught in an explosion in her cauldron.]]
/ < http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040126 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: | [[In Atra's flashback, Wythllew emerges from the cauldron. She's in a bad shape: her wings are tattered and patches of peach skin can be seen through her purple skin.]] / [[In Ottar's flashback, Ottar and Abúi are at play. They are in a tree branch looking down at Abúi's mother in conversation with Vax.]]
/ Ottar: Yon city pillock talks just like thy mama!
/ Abúi: I can make him sprout wings with that powder I stole.
/ Ottar: Yay! Have at him! / [[Atra's flashback. Wythllew smiles faintly.]] / [[In Jake's flashback, Jake is getting a talking-to from his father.]]
/ Father: Fine! Go live among the monkeys if you must! But you'll be back with your beard in a know, mark my words! / [[Atra's flashback.]]
/ Wythllew: I have come my birthright for to claim. http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040128 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: This is the point where the writer lies in bed and sees strange apparitions singing | [[Atra's flashback. Atra pushes one of her children out of the way as Wythllew looks on smugly.]]
/ Atra: Shoo! / Atra: What birthright? I took nothing from you! / [[Wythllew performs some magic on Atra, who loses consciousness.]]
/ Wythllew: Thou need'st not for to wot. / [[Ottar's flashback. Ottar and Abúi are getting a stern talking-to from Abúi's mother.]]
/ Mother: I'll forgive you monkeys this time. / Mother: It's not like "Loohhd Vex" didn't deserve it for asking about the Wythllewe Boke... / [[Abúi's mother is speaking off-panel.]]
/ Mother: ... But if I catch either of you at my stash again, you'll wish you were born without buttocks! Is that clear?
/ Abúi: Yes, Mum!
/ Ottar: Aye, Ma'am! / [[Atra's flashback. Atra lies unconscious in front of Wythllew.]]
/ Wythllew: Thou need'st wot not a thing, ever. http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040130 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: You're not really a witch if you can't cackle, and Atra is a very good witch. | [[Ottar's flashback. Ottar and Abúi are running along a tree branch. Abúi is holding a book in her arms - the Wythllewe Boke.]] / [[Arthur's flashback. Arthur is talking to the older raven.]]
/ Arthur: We need more numbers! / Elder Raven: More numbers?
/ Arthur: Yeah. If we had a number meaning "Many-and-one", we could count to Many-and-one. Maybe even beyond! / [[Jake's flashback. Jake is drinking ale with Tamlin.]]
/ Tamlin: Whoa there buddy! You're going fast tonight.
/ Jake: It's that tree, Tamlin. It gives me the willies. / [[Arthur's flashback. The Elder Raven's dialogue is half-hidden. The ravens are positioned on a tree branch so it looks like they're on the same branch as Ottar and Abúi in their flashback, and Arthur appears to be looking down at Norla in her flashback.]]
/ Elder raven: Fledg/there's no/left for/teach you, save this: never let on that you're smart/than a mon-
/ [[Ottar's flashback. Ottar and Abúi are reading the book.]]
/ [[Norla's flasback. Norla is reading a book. P'Séaigg is talking to her.]]
/ P'Séaigg: Are you ever going to tear yourself away from those books?
/ [[The flashbacks are interrupted by Atra's cackling loudly in the present time.]]
/ Atra: Haaa-ha ha ha! http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040202 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Atra gets her place in the spotlight. | Jake: That was an impressive cackle.
/ Atra: So funny! / [[Atra resumes her old-woman illusion.]]
/ Atra: So that old demoness thought she'd scare me off by plunging me back into my past, huh? / Atra: Well, Wythllew, I've got news for you! My past is your past! You thought you had blocked those memories from my mind? They've all come back now! / Atra: All faeries must pass through the Grimborg to be given back their magic! And you never did! You weren't allowed to!
/ Jake: Is that correct?
/ Ottar: Aye. / Atra: Instead, you found your own way! You used the Ancestor's Bone in an illegal working to free yourself! But it damaged you, didn't it? You seem so powerful to us... / Atra: ...But your defenses are pitiful! You are weak! WEAK! http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040204 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: It's still done with mirrors if the mirrors are magical (II). | [[A large simulacrum of Wythllew appears in a burning bush, flanked by lesser faeries.]]
/ Jake: Wellp, that got her attention. Eeee-yup!
/ Ottar: Art sure the Sorrow Dust hath undone the Berserker? http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040206 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: There's swearing in the punchline. Because you can't dominate webcomics without swearing in the punchline. | Atra: We're not impressed, Wythllew! We've got a faerie in possession of her full powers too, now!
/ Norla: You didn't tell me she had friends with her! / [[Wythllew glares at them. She is noticeably aged.]] / Atra: And it's been forty-odd years! Your skills are way out of date compared to where the Fae arts have got to now! / [[Norla and Ottar waffle.]]
/ Norla: Uh...
/ Ottar, I'truth... / Norla: Actually, they've been falling into disuse for hundreds of years. The Contention Wars and Wythllew's rebellion were a reaction against that... / Atra: Bugger. So what do we do next? http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040209 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: | [[Outside the Palace of Unity, the Parliament of the Gnomian Republic. P'séaigg speaks off-panel.]]
/ P'séaigg: Human size, please. / [[Abúi and P'séaigg grow to human size.]]
/ Abúi: I hate going human-sized!
/ P'séaigg: Hrm. / P'séaigg: It has its advantages. Being taller than any gnome is one of them.
/ Abúi: Yeah, but... / Abúi: ...At this size, everyone here can see I've got no paint on. / [[Maghreid's secretary speaks off-panel.]]
/ Secretary: Luckily, that problem will not arise. / [[Maghreid's secretary carries items of clothing with him.]]
/ Secretary: The lady Maghreid sent me to bring you these. She insists that I do not allow you in until you have put them on. http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040211 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The two-hundredth installment, featuring politics, intrigue, wings and bottoms! Yep, i've got it all. | [[P'séaigg and Abúi put on the clothes. They are old Elven Underground uniforms.]]
/ Abúi: Why do I feel like I'm on a slippery slope here?
/ P'séaigg: Why indeed? / [[Maghreid speaks off-panel. Abúi is a bit slower than P'séaigg and hasn't got the trousers on yet.
/ P'séaigg: By the Ancestor's liver, I'd forgotten how much those things chafe!
/ Maghreid: Ah, there you are! / Maghreid: We've got Vax's daughter! She's been with the Green Knight for over five years! / Maghreid: We don't know what she's made of yet. Until we do, I'd rather she didn't know how much has changed. / Maghreid: I'm sure those old uniforms will still command her respect. / Maghreid: Or at least they will once you've put the trousers on... and pulled your wings out. http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040213 |
| Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: | P'séaigg: So, how's our human?
/ Maghreid: See for yourself. / Maghreid: Neither of them has spoken much so far, although that sack has made some interesting noises. / Maghreid: Mr. Davignon, are you ready for your debriefing? / [[Three faeries from the ULF are watching Maghreid's company as they enter the room where Jodoque, Eniac and the Green Knight are. One of them is Feiht.]]
/ First ULF man: They've gone in! Go! / [[Maghreid is speaking from within the room.]]
/ Maghreid: Yes, I know you're still very tired... / [[Behind Maghreid, Feiht is opening a bag of something.]]
/ Maghreid: ...But you also know that this is important. I'll keep it short... Have you got the affidavit? http://rocr.net/?p=20040216 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: | [[Abúi, P'séaigg and Maghreid walk the corridors of the Palace of Unity, the Gnomian Republic's Parliament.]]
/ P'Séaigg: So, how's our human?
/ Maghreid: See for yourself. / [[From the door frame, P'séaigg and Maghreid look in on Jodoque and Eniac resting after their adventure.]]
/ Maghreid: Neither of them has said much so far, 'though that sack has made some interesting noises. / [[Abúi, P'séaigg and Maghreid walk into the room. Someone is watching them from the corridors.]]
/ Maghreid: Mr. Davignon, are you ready for your debriefing? / [[The people watching them are a two ULF terrorists and the pixie Feiht.]]
/ ULF commander: They've gone in! Go! / [[Maghreid speaks from within the room. Outside, Feiht creeps up on the door carrying a pouch.]]
/ Maghreid: Yes, I know you're still very tired... / [[Feiht loosens the string on the pouch.]]
/ Maghreid: ...But you also know that this is important. I'll keep it short... have you got the affidavit? http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040216 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Tuulen Ukko tuulen Akka kaikki ristikansa Miestä mustoa rukoiten suuren tuulen nostajaksi. |
Atra: So, no superior magic?
/ Norla: I haven't studied it like she has. / Norla: can't use my own arsenal of dusts as long as she keeps raising the wind... / Atra: Help me out. / [[Atra leads Norla in performing a spell.]]
/ Atra: NEUTRALITAS! / [[The spell continues but does not appear to be working.]]
/ Atra: neutralitas neutralitas / Norla beckons at Ottar.
/ Norla: Ottar! In my skirt pocket! http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040227 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: I'm still somewhat dubious about the use of the word | [[Ottar fetches an object from Norla's skirt pocket while Norla continues trying to work the spell.]] / [[Ottar flies up in Wythllew's direction.]]
/ Norla: In her eyes, Ottar! / [[Ottar flies in front of the gigantic Wythllew's face. In his right hand is a small bag.]]
/ Ottar: Gleeb! / [[Ottar blows the contents of the bag into Wythllew's eyes.]]
/ Ottar: Gods, thou lookest ill! / [[Ottar is attacked by one of Wythllew's warriors. He dodges the warrior's swords by swooping over them.]] / Atra: Fireball!
/ Norla: Yes! http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040301 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Arthur provides insight once again. Is he the only one with enough brains to bang two rocks together? Listen, learn, read on... | [[Norla and Atra jointly aim a fireball at Wythllew, and hit.]]
/ Wythllew: AAAGH!
/ < http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040303 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Maghreid's office is under attack! | [[Jodoque is speaking off-panel.]]
/ Jodoque: Affidavit? We never really got around to discussing that... / [[Jodoque opens his bag, showing the Green Knight's head.]]
/ Jodoque: ....But no worries! He'll be able to testify in person!
/ Green Knight: Grrrr... / Maghreid: You've brought his severed head? I'd never have thought you had it in you!
/ Abúi: Sniff sniff... / [[Abúi sneaks off to investigate a scent she has picked up.]]
/ Maghreid: H-how did this ha-happen?
/ Jodoque: It's a -heh- long and ha-ha-harrowing story... / [[Abúi is the only one who hasn't started laughing.]]
/ Jodoque: He -hehehe- challenged me to a du-hu-hel...
/ Maghreid/P'Séigg: Hehe / Jodoque: Ihihit ihis sooo grue-hu-hue-some! ha ha ha!
/ Abúi: Shush! We're under attack! http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040305 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: | [[Maghreid is speaking and laughing off-panel.]]
/ Maghreid: Hahaha! Under Atta-ha-hack? Hee hee!
/ Abúi: Stifle those laughs or the terrorists will already have won! I'm going after them! / [[Abúi shrinks to her normal size and slips out of her uniform.]]
/ < http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040308 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Graphic glomp. | [[Abúi grabs Feiht.]]
/ < http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040310 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Abúi's catch explains her motivation. | Feiht: It seemed like a good idea at the time?
/
/ [[Feiht is speaking from off-panel.]]
/ Abúi: Eh?
/ Feiht: I met this man, you see... / [[Feiht narrates. The panel shows her narration.]]
/ Feiht: ...and he said I looked lonely and bored.
/ Male Faerie: Would you like to play a joke on our friends in that big building over there?
/ Feiht: Okay!
/
/ Abúi: And you didn't ask why-
/ Feiht: Are you kidding? Since when do you need reasons for pranks?
/
/ [[Feiht is speaking from off-panel.]]
/ Abúi: Hmmm. Got a point there. Did this man tell you his name?
/ Feiht: Oh yes! It's "Ulf"! / Abúi: "Ulf"?
/ Feiht: Yeah! He even spelled it out for me! U-L-F! http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040312 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: In Which Wythllew Speaks, Condescendingly And Ottar Blasphemes Most Distastefully. | [[Wythllew is chuckling off-panel.]]
/ Wythllew: Heh heh heh.
/ Female Warrior: You thither! Move not, or your human gets slain!
/
/ Wythllew: Now... What will you this time? / Ottar: Forebear's footrot! Thou dost look ill. / [[Ottar is suddenly struck down.]]
/ Norla: Ottar! http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040315 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Wythllew defends herself. Oh yes. | [[Wythllew is speaking off-panel. Norla kneels down next to the stricken Ottar.]]
/ Wythllew: No one insults Wythllew!
/ Norla: Ottar! / [[Wythllew, looming over Atra, points at her.]]
/ Wythllew: And you! Hag of no faith! Is aught about thee not a lie? / [ [Wythllew is speaking off-panel.]]
/ But days since, thou trothed that thou wouldst leave me in peace! I'stead, thou bringest my erstsome ward and his crony to plot against me!
/ Atra: But...
/
/ [ [Wythllew is speaking off-panel.]]
/ Norla: No! Not to plot... we would only...
/ Wythllew: Silence! I will hear no more lies! / Wythllew: I shall make it so you will leave me in peace! You shall leave this place empty shells like that
/ green thing down thither... / Wythllew: Then, I shall forth to your home and- What in the seven hells is that pong? http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040317 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: People For The Ethical Treatment Of Trees will be offended when they see this. And Dogmatix. Dogmatix will hate me. | [[Wythllew sends one of her warriors off to investigate the source of the smell.]] / [[Wythllew is speaking off-panel.]]
/ Wythllew: A-well! Whither were we?
/ < http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040319 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: This episode has six panels, sound effects and dialog. | [[The faerie warrior waves his swords at Jake.]]
/ Warrior: Cease that! / [[Jake raises his axe.]]
/ Jake: What? This? / [[Norla is leaning over the stricken Ottar, in tears and in a panic.]]
/ Norla: C'mon Ottar! Say something! C'mon! / [[Norla is speaking off-panel. Atra looks up towards Wythllew.]]
/ Norla: Ottar! Wake up! / [[Wythllew's strength is fading.]]
/ Wythllew: Prepare for to- For to- / [[The axe hits the tree.]]
/ < http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040322 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Plot unwinds. Plot plot plot plot plot plot. If you were there last week, you'll sort of know what happens here. | [[Wythllew's tree falls.]]
/ < http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040329 |
| Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Norla berates the Fae bodyguards for their crass materialism. | [[All speaking characters are speaking off-panel throughout this page. Shown in the nine panels: Ottar, still paralysed and unconscious, is approached by a female, elvish, person.]]
/ Atra: Jake! How did you know that cutting down that tree would have that effect? / Jake: I didn't! I was hoping to distract her while you did the real fighting, with, you know, magic or something. Besides, that tree was giving me the willies. / Atra: Jake! Wow! Twenty-eight words in a row! I'm impressed! / Norla: Things! You think the old ways are so great, but here you are hooked on props! The bone, the book, swords and that tree! You people depend on things! Is that fae? / Norla: No you don't! You're staying right here while I beat you senseless!
/ Jake: Is Norla allright over there? http://rocr.net/index.php?p=20040402 |
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