The Halfling language is, in my world, Welsh. why not? One of the things that I love about doing this strip is the feedback I get from all of you. There have been more than a few times where a very thoughtful “atta boy!” from one of my readers has brightened my day, and I […]
Go on, Ch’p, it’s your birthday, she likes you, it’s your birthday… Actually I’ve never put it into any of the comics, but today is Ch’p’s birthday. Just in case you wanted to get him a present or whatever. ðŸ™‚ Not telling what year, though. ðŸ™‚ Take care, ~Rob
Just in case you don’t feel like slogging through 560+ blog posts to find it, here is the definition of a W’Shaa Fielding: Once a W’Shaa monk reaches the age of 20, he or she is sent out into the world on what is called “Fielding,” where they are to learn all they can of […]
Not to be confused with The Doubleclicks, who are an awesome band and force of nature. ðŸ™‚ I imagine being a ghost bound to a plaque with two other guys, one a relative and the other a bore, might put a crimp in anyone’s love life. See you all on Tuesday! ~Rob
Apologies to John Kovalic. ðŸ™‚ Y’see, there is no Wand of Wonder in the world of Ardris, but we do have the W’Shaa Abelskiver of Cosmic Chance (the recipe’s full name in the W’Shaa Cookbook of Light)! Take care, ~Rob
If you had told me an indeterminate number of years ago when I was in high school that one day my job would consist of drawing cartoons that included (among other things) a flirty ghost, I’m honestly not sure how I would have reacted. Life’s a funny thing, y’know? Take care, ~Rob
To give you an idea how this is affecting Lisette, consider this: to monks of the W’Shaa, meeting the Three Lost Masters is a huge religious experience. Kind of like Elijah walking in the door to attend your Seder, or Elvis showing up at your barbeque. ðŸ™‚ Take care, ~Rob
I see the Three Lost Masters always saying “At Your Service!” as being along the lines of the The Doctor from Star Trek Voyager saying, “Please state the nature of the medical emergency.” It’s just a preprogrammed greeting that they can’t vary. Until now, that is. Oh, and they have legs now, too!