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Latest revision as of 13:26, 25 June 2009

Book (TBFGK)
Page by page (131)
Panel by panel (131:1)

Page Info

Turn Number:8 AW
Side's Turn:Royal Crown Coalition

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Panels: 13
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Panel 1

Prince Ansom is approaching the Lord Hamster from above. Below the Royal's tush and legs is Parson, passive and awaiting his fate. Ansom's hands are on his hips, projecting power.
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Prince Ansom: "Royalty.

Is.

Obsolete."

I think not.
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Panel 2

Silhouettes of Prince Ansom and Parson against the blue sky are shadowed by four Archons.[edit]

Prince Ansom: By strength and by duty and by honor does Royalty lead all, in the Titans' path.

There is no other way.

Erfworld needs no other way.
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Panel 3

Prince Ansom is seen from Parson's viewpoint, his hand in the foreground as he points at Parson with righteous anger. An Archon hovers behind him.[edit]

Prince Ansom: These qualities which you mock in us have led me to prevail.

That is the only rebuttal needed.

Kneel. I will have your sword.
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Panel 4

Lord Hamster kneels and offers his sword in submission to Prince Ansom.[edit]
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Panel 5

Ansom's hand begins to close around the sword hilt, but instead his fingers touch some considerably larger semitransparent surface that surrounds it.[edit]
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Panel 6

The surprise on Prince Ansom's face, in close-up, is enhanced by a red glow shadowing his features from below.[edit]
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Panel 7

The veil splits with a reddish glow as it reveals Bogroll and his great club were pretending to be his beloved Lord Hamster.[edit]
Bogroll: For my Lord... [edit]

Panel 8

Bogroll spits out the name of his Lord and master with pride, anger, and confidence.[edit]
Bogroll: Hamstaaaaaaahrr! [edit]

Panel 9

Prince Ansom cringes away from the twoll, as Bogroll pulls back the club and rushes forward towards his destiny.
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Prince Ansom: Beast!

You treacherous...
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Panel 10

Prince Ansom's righteousness is replaced by abject fear as his Arkenpliers are struck from his hands, leaving him defenseless against a much larger twoll wielding a very large club.
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Sound effect as Bogroll strikes away the Arkenpliers: SWAT [edit]

Panel 11

Bogroll has Prince Ansom by the throat, and the two freefall together from the tall Tower of Efdup.[edit]

Bogroll: Eyaaahh!

Prince Ansom: Ulk!
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Panel 12

One of the Archons bends over to look at the falling pair. The other three have retreated somewhat.[edit]

Auburn Archon: Mn. You know...

Jaclyn probably would've warned him that was a Twoll with a veil on it.
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Panel 13

A second Archon turns her head away, closes her eyes, and crosses her arms. She is not taking the suggestion that they should have helped positively.[edit]

Blonde Archon: They're not... paying... for spell security!

Auburn Archon: I'm just saying.
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