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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: And the way you're treating me is adding insult to injury! Kel: Well? / Jake: Uh... Oh yeah! It's avenging season! Bummer! / Jake: Centuries ago, a gnome broke some ground-elven idol or something silly like that. By doing so he broke a copper law of the ground elves. / Jake: Since then, the ground elves have annual expeditions to catch a gnome and sacrifice him to the God in question. / [[Behind Kel, Jake and Atra, Globbo is looking for food in the Rogues' bag of provisions.]] / Kel: So why did they take Tamlin instead of you? / Jake: Hm... / Globbo: Yum! / [[At the Ground Elves' camp. A member of the command that attacked the Rogues is explaining himself to his commander. Tamlin sits in front of a tent, bound with rope.]] / Sergeant: But commander! You yourself said "Take the ugliest mongrel, for that must be the gnome!"
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Great Gourm will not be fobbed off with surrogate Gnomes! Hail the Great Gourm! Commander: I was wrong. These are useless. We can't even use them as slave labour because we don't have chains in their size. / Sergeant: Commander, they are wearing Gnomian dress. Don't you think- / Commander: No! The Great Gourm will not be fobbed off with surrogate gnomes! What are you thinking? / [[The commander speaks off-panel. Ragnarok and Tamlin are bound with ropes.]] / Commander: Take them to the Kind. He'll know what to do with them. / Tamlin: Surrogate gnomes...Bah! / [[In the desert.]] / Jake: You mean you magicked those shrubs? / Kel: I don't know how either. / Atra: Far out! / Jake: Yeah, heavy, but we're still in deep- / <> / [[Jake speaks off-panel. Globbo has returned to his normal form and has grabbed the wart-armadillo.]] / Jake: Oh shit... / Globbo: Yum! Wart-armadillo!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Yes, yes. He looks uncouth. Trust me. [[Kel stirs herself to stop Globbo from eating the armadillo, but Jake stops her.]] / Jake: No, let him. Those elves stole our provisions, and if he eats the animal, he'll leave is alone for now. / [[Globbo devours the wart-armadillo.]] / Kel/Jake/Atra: SIGH / <> / Jake: we might as well give up! We don't even know who we're chasing. / Kel: ! / [[Kel picks up a paper from the ground.]] / Kel: ...We do. Look! / [[Kel and Jake look at a picture of the main suspect. He has what humans would consider a conventionally handsome face.]] / Kel: The list that Ragna read had a picture attached... / Jake: Oog, talk about uncouth! / [[Elsewhere, the suspect, leader of the Goblin troops, is talking to one of his lieutenants.]] / Goblin Leader: What do you mean, they're fighting? / Goblin Lieutenant: Sorry, boss...
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: If your soldiers aren't immune to the Contention, it helps to say 'Woe and Alas'. Goblin Lieutenant: Our soldiers are not immune to the Contention! Woe and alas! / Goblin Leader: That makes no sense! / Goblin Leader: Who has the Crystal? We do! / Goblin Lieutenant: It doesn't matter. The curse has been activated and is now hitting us! Alas and woe! / Goblin Leader: There must be something we can do. Do you see that hovel over there? / Goblin Lieutenant: Where? / Goblin Leader: On the horizon. / Goblin Leader: We'll ransack it. That way our men can get it out of their system, and we'll also have shelter for the night.
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Introducing Warrior Woman Ghrhugha. Globbo: Snfffff! / Globbo: Ground elves be there! / Jake: Alrighty. Let's look! / [[The Ground Elves are storming a hovel.]] / [[In the hovel, Ghrghugha the warrior opens the door.]] / Ghrghugha: ? / [[Ghrghugha draws her sword.]] / Ghrghugha: Hahaa!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Ground Elves are about to break up their tents... [[Kel, Atra, Jake and the recovered Globbo walk in the direction of the Ground Elven camp.]] / Kel: But couldn't you try a vegetarian diet for a while? / Jake: Sssh! We're almost there! / [[Kel, Atra, Jake hide behind some bushes.]] / Jake: That's their camp! / Kel: Duck! / [[They watch.]] / [[A lieutenant is talking to the camp Commander. Behind him stands an old NCO with a horn to his hear.]] / Lieutenant: All we need to do is break up our tents, commander! / Commander: Right. We'll leave in an hour. / Lieutenant: What time is it now? / [[The commander pulls out a watch.]] / Commander: Half eleven. / Old NCO: Whuut? / {{awful pun, setup}}
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: As a result of Bad Punning, Kel panics, and brings about that which she fears. [[Kel watches the discussion and is alarmed.]] / Commander: I said "Half eleven"! Old duffer! / Old NCO: Whuuut? / Kel: We've been spotted! Get away! / [[The entire Ground Elven army descends on Atra, Jake, Kel and Globbo.]] / Jake: ~Sigh~ Now we've been spotted. / Jake: Atra, can you turn their costumes into iron armour? / Atra: Dammit, Jake, I'm a witch, not an alchemist! / Jake: Try it! And fast! / [[A standoff develops between the Ground Elves and the Rogueish party. Kel is ready to surrender but the others are preparing to fight.]] / {{Awful pun, punchline}}
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Queen of the Ground Elves is bad news, but at least Jake is lucky. [[Atra, Kel and Jake have been tied up with rope by the Ground Elves. Some of the Ground Elves have been turned into giant pumpkins.]] / Atra: Great. Did you have any other brilliant ideas? / Kel: Jake, what happens next? / Jake: Well... / Jake: They'll probably take us to the Queen of the Ground-Elves, who rules her people with a copper hand... / [[At the underground dwelling of the Queen of the Ground-Elves.]] / Queen: So these are the warriors the Goblins wanred us about? / [[Next to the Queen, on a lower throne, sits her Consort, who looks bored. Both thrones are adorned by shrunken heads.]] / Queen: Take the Gnome to the Temple! / Queen: The Gnome is lucky, humans!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: For a given value of luck, Jake is indeed lucky. Queen: He will be sacrificed to the Great Gourm, and his shrunken head will adorn the throne of the Ground Elves! / [[The Queen speaks off-panel. Kel, Atra, Ragnarok and Tamlin are dismayed.]] / Queen: You, on the other hand, will be given to the Goblins. We promised them that when they put us on your trail... / [[Queen: The Goblin dungeons aren't much fun, but that's not our problem. Take them away! / [[In the desert, Barnardus Pothelmus talks to his men.]] / One-Eyed Rogue: Run this by us one more time, Barnardus. / Barnardus: It's very simple... / Barnardus: I heard that Tamlin's gang had themselves magicked to this place. They must have a reason for that!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Rogues are not going to have the last laugh, here. Barnardus: They wouldn't go on a trip like that if there wasn't a lot of money in it. So I bribed a witch to magick us here as well.*) / Footnote: News via http travels fast but isn't very reliable, especially if Sanderon is the one spreading it. / Barnardus: All we need to do is follow their trail. We're very warm... I can almost smell them! / Neanderthal: Er... Barnardus... / [[The Ground Elven regiment appears behind Barnardus, causing him to make a double-take. They have the bound Tamlin, Ragnarok, Kel and Atra with them.]] / Neanderthal: They're here! / Tamlin: Watch it, commander. Those are very dangerous bandits. / [[Barnardus lies beaten and pierced with arrows as the regiment walks away again.]] / Tamlin: That was fun! / Commander: I hope for your sake that you'll find the Goblins' torture dungeons as enjoyable. / [[At the Goblin King's palace. A footman holds up a tray of eyeballs, arranged in a cone like the chocolates in the old Ferrero Rocher commercial. A Goblin woman looks at the eyeballs hungrily.]] / Caption: The Goblin King's receptions are renowned for their good taste... / Goblin Woman: Ooh! Half-elf eyeballs!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Rogues are not going to have the last laugh, here. Barnardus: They wouldn't go on a trip like that if there wasn't a lot of money in it. So I bribed a witch to magick us here as well *) / Footnote: News via http travels fast but isn't very reliable, especially if Sanderon is the one spreading it. / Barnardus: All we need to do is follow their trail. We're very warm... I can almost smell them! / Baldbeard: Er... Barnardus... / Baldbeard: They're here! / Tamlin: Watch it, commander. Those are very dangerous bandits. / [[The elven patrol have made short work of Barnardus' gang and leave with their prisoners.]] / Tamlin: That was fun! / Commander: I hope for your sake that you'll find the Goblins' torture dungeons as enjoyable. / [[At the Goblin King's palace]] / Caption: The Goblin King's receptions are renowned for their good taste... / Party Guest: Ooh! Half-elf eyeballs!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: It's rumbling, I say. Rumbling! [[Two guards argue.]] / Caption: But behind the scenes, things are rumbling! / Guard 1: Sergeant said I was to guard the door! / Guard 2: Shouldn't have said the Colonel was a fermented grape! / [[The first guard speaks off-panel. A noblewoman is talking to the King.]] / <> / Guard 1: And who soured the Colonel's grapes, huh? / Noblewoman: You spoil us with these eyeballs, your Majesty. / King: Hmmm. That noise is most annoying! / [[Two messengers appear in the door.]] / Messenger 1: Your Majesty! A ground elf delegation has arrived, with prisoners! / Messenger 2: Yourmajestytheexpeditionisbackwiththecrystal! / King: Take the prisoners to the dungeon for the usual... and bring me the Crystal! / [[The King looks at the Crystal.]] / King: Hum hum. I thought it would be bigger... / [[Tamlin, Ragna, Kel and Atra are chained in the dungeon. Ghrghugha is chained to the wall already.]] / Soldier: The King and his torturers will see you anon! Muahahaha!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: If I was ever in a dungeon, I'd want to know those things [[The gang are chained up in a dirty dungeon with several other people, some of whom are long dead. Kel is bothered by something.]] / Tamlin: Gosh! Are all dungeons here as big... and crowded? / Prisoner: Meh. / Tamlin: And when's dinner? / Prisoner: Depends. Do you have family living nearby? / Kel: NNNNG! / Ragnarok: 'S the matter? / [[Ghrghugha is speaking from off-panel.]] / Kel: NNGG... Iron in those shackles. / Ghrghugha: Hey! You! / Ghrghugha: You a half-elf? Hmm?
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel's always a bit ornery around new people. Kel: Yes. / Ghrghugha: So I thought! Ghrghugha smell half-elf from mile away! / [[Ghrghugha is speaking from off-panel.]] / Kel: Thanks a lot, now leave me alone. / Ghrghugha: No, listen! You want goblin king treat courtiers to your eyeballs? Hm? / Kel: If I have a choice? / Ghrghugha: So I thought! Druther escape, hm? / [[The voices of two torturers can be heard from off-panel.]] / Ghrghugha: Ghrghugha know how! But still! There come torturers! / Apprentice Torturer: Hmmmm... today I'm thinking "hot poker"... Hmmmm! / No. 2 Torturer: Apprentice torturer, I hate your whimper! / No. 2 Torturer: Besides, it's my turn. And I choose the schlong-thwacker.
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: A conversation between torturers. Apprentice Torturer: Yesterday it was the ball vice, last week you had the rear-end ramrod... the chief torturer might start wondering about you hmmm? / No. 2 Torturer: The chief torturer is the misshapen spawn of inbred drecksows, and you're not much better! / Apprentice Torturer: What? / Apprentice Torturer: That's mutiny! I'll tell the commander! Hmmm! / No. 2 Torturer: Oops! / [[The Apprentice Torturer whimpers from off-panel.]] / No. 2 Torturer: Er... patience, please. We'll be with you in a minute. / [[The Apprentice Torturer and the Commander are speaking from off-panel.]] / Apprentice Torturer: Commander, the No. 2 torturer is insulting th ehead torturer. Don't you think- / Commander: Are you asking a grape for its opinion? / [[The Apprentice Torturer and the Commander are speaking from off-panel.]] / Apprentice Torturer: But- / Commander: Okay. I'll take care of the No. 2 torturer.
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Jake is unhappy with his fate as a sacrifice. Ragnarok: That was a lucky escape! / Tamlin: Saved by Contention! / Ragnarok: Let's hope Contention is also affecting the Ground Elven sacrificial priests! / Tamlin: Yeah! Poor Jake! / [[In the Sacrificial Palace, Jake is getting angry.]] / Jake: Grrrr.. / [[Jake tosses a goblet at two naked Ground Elf girls who have been sent to him for his amusement.]] / Jake: Sod off! / [[Jake swears from behind a wall, tossing a plate of food at the naked Ground Elf girls. The Ground Elven Queen and two flunkies are listening in on the situation.]] / Jake: [[Pictograms indicating swearing.]] / Flunky: No... he's not satisfied.
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Remember, it's traditional to treat your sacrifices with the utmost respect. Queen: Most vexing! The great Gourm demands that the sacrifice gets all his heart's desires! Apart from a high life expectancy of course... / Queen: The Great Gourm won't be satisfied if the sacrifice isn't satisfied... / [[The Queen walks away from the scene.]] / Queen: ...And if the Great Gourm isn't satisfied, I'm not satisfied, and if I'm not satisfied, I'll feed you to the Wuks. So make with the satisfying! / Flunkies: ~Gasp~ / [[The flunkies address Jake.]] / First Flunky: Er... Mister sacrifice? / First Flunky: We offer you our finest dishes, our strongest drinks, our fairest women, but we can't escape the impression that... / Jake: Your women have no humps! You want to treat me like a King? Well then...
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Bring me a woman, a woman with curves! Or else I'll make sure you'll be smitten with hives! First Flunky: ...This King wants chicks with curves! Where do we find those? / Second Flunky: This is giving me the hives! And if I get the hives... / [[The Second Flunky is speaking from off-panel.]] / Second Flunky: ...There's not a Wuk in all the land will want me! / Jake: Hehehe! / Jake: This will give me a few days to work on... / [[Jake scrapes at the wall with a toothpick.]] / Jake: -My escape plan. / <> / [[In the dungeon, Ghrghugha explains her plan.]] / Ghrghugha: My escape plan is as follow: You draw pentagram with feet! / Atra: ER... why don't I see if I can make your irons less irony?
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Pumpkin jam and pentagrams <> / [[Kel is free of her shackles.]] / Kel: Far out! But, er... / Kel: Why couldn't you do that with the elves? / Atra: 'S a different formula! Bronze to iron doesn't work... / [[Ghrghugha is speaking from off-panel.]] / Atra: ... But iron to pumpkin jam does! / Ghrghugha: Hey, witch! Unchain me too! All this hanging give me straight back! / [[Ghrghugha is freed from her shackles and rolls herself to an upright position.]] / Ghrghugha: Hurry! Soon torturers come back and see us! / [[Ghrghugha and Kel seated on the floor. Kel is drawing a pentagram.]] / Ghrghugha: Pentagram ready, good! Now! Invent conspiracy!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Being in on a conspiracy doesn't just open doors, it makes them disappear! Kel: Er... / Ghrghugha: Hurry! / [[Ghrghugha speaks off-panel.]] / Kel: Ah! I've got something! / Ghrghugha: Good. Now handshake! / [[Ghrghugha manipulates Kel's hand in a complicated manner.]] / Kel: Er... oh! / Ghrghugha: Thus! / Ghrghugha: Now spell! Out: Dun/Gon[[gibberish]]An.I.Wer.X!Four!Hundred!Door! / [[Nothing seems to happen.]] / [[A blast comes from up the stairs.]] / <> / Kel: ! / Ghrghugha: Door gone!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: A new spin on the Ghrghugha: No one better at SGML than Ghrghugha! Now magic free friends! And self! / [[Tamlin, and Ragnarok have been freed.]] / Ghrghugha: Now scram! / Tamlin: Wait! We can't leave the other prisoners like this! / [[Tamlin, Ragnarok, Kel, Atra and Ghrghugha run off in clothes previously seen on the other prisoners.]] / Tamlin: ... we'll blend in better wearing their rags! / Ragnarok: Amazing how much change these guys were still carrying! / [[Tamlin, Ragnarok, Kel, Atra and Ghrghugha arrive at the castle's ground floor. Goblins are fighting everywhere.]] / Tamlin: The guards are making it easy. / Ragnarok: There's the exit. / Ragnarok: Wait! The crystal must still be in the castle! In the King's- / Tamlin: Let's not rush into the great hall like headless chickens... / Tamlin: We should first survey the area. That annex for example... / Ragnarok: Whoa! That cooking smell!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Come the revolution, we'll all eat stew and like it. [[Tamlin, Ragnarok, Kel, Ghrghugha and Atra walk across the castle grounds towards the kitchen. Goblins fight among themselves all around them.]] / First Goblin: Me, a drunk? Here, I'll show you punch-drunk! Haha! I slay me! / <> / Tamlin: Yes! It's a kitchen! / Ragnarok: And still no one's noticed us! / Third Goblin: Me, a rat? Let me tell you this... Come the revolution, you'll be the first against the wall!*) / Fifth Goblin: How dare you tell me I stink of Garlic! / Sixth Goblin: Well... / Footnote: *) This would later turn out to be correct. / [[Tamlin, Kel, Ragnarok, Atra and Ghrghugha enter the kitchen. The Goblin chef looks up from beating up an assistant.]] / Tamlin: Hey there cook! What've you got in your cauldron today? / Cook: Huh? / [[The cook speaks off-panel.]] / Cook: Cyclops stew! Now leave me alone! / Tamlin: Blimey! / [[Kel is about to taste some of the cyclops stew. Tamlin has located a barrel of beer.]] / Ragnarok: Kel, I don't know if- / Kel: He'd have done the same in my place.
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The temple servants are quite upset by what happened with the door. [[The Queen of the Ground Elves is livid.]] / Queen: A WHAT just landed on the temple? / [[A lackey cowers before the Queen.]] / Lackey: A door, your majesty. / Queen: A door. / Lackey: A ten ells tall, seven ells wide and three ells thick granite door. With a large padlock. / Queen: And the gnome? Is he still alive? / Lackey: Yes. But he has escaped. / [[The temple servants twitch and shake. A physician is offering them a potion.]] / Lackey: The temple servants are not taking it well! / First Servant: Pip fleep! / Second Servant: Pret-tee flowurs! / Queen: The Great Gourm won't be satisfied! / Lackey: Or the wuks. / First Servant: Brmbrmbl bl-wibble! / Queen: All right. Send an expedition to catch the gnome - or a fresh one!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Desert to the left of me, desert to the right [[Jake staggers through the desert.]] / Jake: Phew! What luck! / [[Jake ambles through the desert.]] / Jake: Phew. What luck. But now what? / Jake: Desert this way... / Jake: Desert that way! / [[Kangra calls Jake from off-panel.]] / Jake: Desert- / Kangra: Hey!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Buzzing flies mean that a pregnant, uncomfortable pause is going on. Fact! [[Tamlin and Ragnarok in the Goblin King's kitchen, very drunk.]] / Tamlin: Okidoki! Waddayafinkadisplan... / Ragnarok: Yeees? / Tamlin: W'gototh'gratehall an'an'an we kinnap th'king! / [[Overhearing the conversation, Kel and Ghrghugha eye one another.]] / Tamlin: Then'eHASTAgivusth'kerristul, else we'll jes SMACK'imone! / Ragnarok: Let's do that! Hurrah! / Kel: By the time they've finished their plan, they'll be too drunk to carry it out. / Ghrghugha: So you do! / Kel: Me? Alone? Unarmed? I'm useless against the Goblins, contentionized or not! / Ghrghugha: You no elf magic? / [[Kel looks at Ghrghugha. A fly buzzes over.]] / [[Tamlin speaks off-panel.]] / Kel: Elf magic? / Tamlin: Kel! Ghrghugha!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Kel shows off her little trick, but Jake confronts a much more delicate looking flower. Tamlin: We've made a deciszzzzzz... / Ghrhugha: You really not know elf-magic? / Kel: Er... / Tamlin/Atra/Ragnarok: Zzzzgrôn thbpthbp zzz / [[Kel conjures up a rose out of thin air.]] / Kel: Er... I can do this... / [[In the desert. Jake is startled.]] / Jake: Another shrub that wasn't here a minute ago! One that goes "Hey!" / [[A flower turns out to be able to talk.]] / Flower: Shut up, there's no such things as shrubs that go "Hey"! / [[Jake speaks off-panel.]] / Jake: Okay, a flower that - / Flower: No!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: A couple of hours in the desert would make anyone see tiny naked women with wings. [[The flower has transformed itself into a naked faerie.]] / Jake: ! / Kangra: A girl! Get it, now? / Jake: Kel! No! Er... / Jake: Let me guess: You're Kel's sister, a half-elf! / Kangra: Wrong! / Kangra: I'm Kel's half-sister, an elf! Name's Kangra. / [[Jake and Kangra shake hands.]] / Jake: Jake. Nice meeting you. / Kangra: My sister Norla will be here soon with a mount. We're in the tree fae resistance together. / Jake: Resistance? / Kangra: Against the rule of the ground elves! / Kangra: But that's not important right now. What matters is that you and your friends complete their mission.
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Introducing Norla, and the new mount. For mounting. Jake: How do you know this? / Kangra: Your http signals aren't secure. / Jake: You're not as dumb as you look! / Kangra: Aha! There's Norla! / [[Norla hands Kangra her uniform, consisting of white pantaloons, a striped sweater and a black beret.]] / Norla: Here's your uniform. We must hurry - The ground elves will be here any minute now. / Kangra: Where's our mount? / [[A monstrous animal similar to the Wart-armadillo arises from under the ground.]] / Norla: Here. / Kangra: Aha! / Jake: Where are we going? / Kangra: To the Goblin Realm! Hang tight! / Norla: Baguette?
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: All the best magic goes 'Vlap'! Kel: Hmm...I'm getting better at this. / Ghrghugha: But it not useful to us! / Kel: Hey, if you're such an expect, why don't you - / Ghrghugha: Careful! / Kel: Careful with what? It's not like I can just snap my fingers and - / Tamlin, Ragna, and Atra: Zzz - Gronk! / [[Kel becomes vegetation]] / <> / Ghrghugha: This happen always! / Norla: There it is!
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: The Rogues have reached the castle, which is strangely overgrown with vegetation. [[Kangra, Norla and Jake have entered the palace. The hall is overgrown with Kel-vegetation. Goblins fight among themselves.]] / Norla: They're making it very easy for us... / Jake: Knowing my fellow rogues, they'll be in the kitchen, sleeping it off. / 1. Goblin: Me, cut weeds? Do it yourself, twatface! / [[Kangra, Jake and Norla trudge through the vegetation.]] / Jake: Unusual vegetation for a castle! / Norla: Hmm... Uh-oh! / [[Norla speeds up into a run.]] / Norla: We must hurry! If Kel uses Elven magic without good instructions... / [[Kangra, Jake and Norla enter the kitchen, slamming the door open. Ghrghugha holds Kel's vest. Tamlin looks up from his table. Everything is overgrown with vegetation.]] / Kangra: Too late! / <> / Ghrghugha: Kel? / Tamlin: Hmmm?
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Webcomic Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan: Gnome meets gnome: Dzjalkupturgl meet Ghrghuga. [[Jake approaches Ghrghugha.]] / Jake: Hey! I know you! / Jake: You're Ghrghugha, A.K.A. Tracey the Gnome. / Ghrghugha: Me only use Gnomian name now. / Tamlin: ~Hic~ Tracey? / Jake: There's a standard translation for each Gnomian name. My real name is Dzjalkupturlgrl. / Jake: Ghrghugha is one of history's greatest warriors. But she's also famed for the beauty of her hump. / Ghrghugha: Boaff... that were before time of super humps. / [[Ghrghugha holds up a Gnomian bikini bottom and a ragged shirt]] / Jake: But where's Kel? / Ghrghugha: Well.. / [[Kel, in vegetable form, is moving through the corridors of the castle.]] / Kel [[thinks]]: Great, this! I can just grow my way...
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