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Latest revision as of 13:26, 25 June 2009
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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Panel 2
Panel 3
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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] |
Panel 4
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Panel 5
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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
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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
Panel 8
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Bogroll spits out the name of his Lord and master with pride, anger, and confidence. | [edit] |
Panel 9
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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Panel 11
Panel 12
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One of the Archons bends over to look at the falling pair. The other three have retreated somewhat. | [edit] |
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Auburn Archon: Mn. You know...
Jaclyn probably would've warned him that was a Twoll with a veil on it. | [edit] |
Panel 13
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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] |
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Blonde Archon: They're not... paying... for spell security!
Auburn Archon: I'm just saying. | [edit] |
