Woohoo it’s Saturday night, and this tavern art from Numeriku just about made it. The night, that is. I haven’t been able to add much content as of late, but it makes me smile knowing there are adventures being written every time someone loads up their game. So ask the bard for another a song and the wench another beer. The night is still a maiden yet.
Holy shit this comic by LadyGray. Love the facial expressions. Oh the facial expressions. Look at Rumarin, so proud of his ward. He’s like, yeah, we showed that stupid healer. We showed him good.
In fact, how about you and me test drive this hand-fortress in battle. And no, I don’t mean in some sweaty dungeon. I’m talking giants and mammoths and dragons oh my. We probably don’t even have to wear armor. We don’t even have to wear clothes. Not with my new powers. Nope. Completely safe.
And by the way, Imperial? Make like a tree and leave buddy, your services are no longer required.
I wonder sometimes if there are players who never play certain quests, and as a result, their experiences with NPCs like Asteria are no different than with someone like Yarbrough. She’s just a kind, gentle bard, playing you off to sleep.
Life can be like that. Every day we interact with strangers, never assuming the face we see differs from the one they wear at home. Shit, who knows, the checkout girl might be an FBI agent. But probably not.