Still trying to get things sorted out here at Chez Chambers. Ended up only posting one strip last week because I could not for the life of me find my scripts notebook. Y'know, the thing that tells me what I planned for everyone to say and do in each strip? Yeah, that thing. Slowly getting back on track, I hope.
Also, someone had asked what the status was on the psycho with the guns near my kids' school. He and his father were charged with possession of an illegal firearm (for you firearms aficionados, it was a H&K M-94) and made bail. The last I heard, their house was vacant and a restraining order was attained by both school districts involved. In that articled I just linked to, there is mention made of Yee signing a lease for an apartment in New York. Other than that, things have settled down.
Finally, you may be wondering, "Why does Jaine have Dhur's axe?" It's kind of like when Sheriff Andy Taylor would give Barney a gun but hang onto the bullet for it - it's to keep him from hurting himself or making things much much worse. ;)
Take care,
~Rob


Leather armour- 20gp.
Greataxe- 50gp
Travelers outfit- 5sp
The look on Dhurs face in that last panel? – Priceless.
For everything else, theres Mastercard.
Yeah, it’s a lock pick. You can pick the lock up off the ground when Dhur is done.
Hee hee hee hee hee!
One moment he’s serious about the questionable wisdom of splitting up the party, then he’s got a look on his face that I usually see on men when theres talk about the demolition stage of a renovation project. “Me smash!”
And the panicked look in Chip’s eyes was beautifully done sir,as was the “What have I done expression” on Jaine’s face!
M<y groups use the same kind of Lockpick 🙂
Sometimes I wonder if my group is the only one that actually uses Open Lock and Disable Device.
Demolition is fun though, but not always an appropriate means of entry.
I had a pair of beagles when I was growing up, Beaux and Daisy. They were crafty little buggers, let me tell you. Convincing, too.
I was walking by the front door one day and Daisy was whining at it and pawing like she really needed to go out. So I opened the door and she took off running. Jaine in panel 4 captures that moment perfectly.
(luckily, dogs do have that tendency towards Pavlovian responses and I was wearing pants: I followed her calmly out the door, put on my “rewarding the good doggy” voice, and asked her if she wanted to go for a ride. Then I opened the car door (Boise Idaho, early 90’s, no one locked their car in the driveway), she hopped in, I closed the door and retrieved her leash from the house. I was too young to drive, so I took her for a walk instead. After all, I made the “Do you wanna gofer” doggy promise and my dad had made it very clear that was a promise not to be made lightly.)
I had a pair of beagles when I was growing up, Beaux and Daisy. They were crafty little buggers, let me tell you. Convincing, too.
I was walking by the front door one day and Daisy was whining at it and pawing like she really needed to go out. So I opened the door and she took off running. Jaine in panel 4 captures that moment perfectly.
(luckily, dogs do have that tendency towards Pavlovian responses and I was wearing pants: I followed her calmly out the door, put on my “rewarding the good doggy” voice, and asked her if she wanted to go for a ride. Then I opened the car door (Boise Idaho, early 90’s, no one locked their car in the driveway), she hopped in, I closed the door and retrieved her leash from the house. I was too young to drive, so I took her for a walk instead. After all, I made the “Do you wanna gofer” doggy promise and my dad had made it very clear that was a promise not to be made lightly.)