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Dudley's dungeon -- Saturday, 15 April, 2006

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Saturday, 15 April, 2006 by Nameless
The magic missile   
hits the watchman.  
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@ "Ha-ha-ha! Flee in terror foolish watchmen! Escape my mighty power while you still can!"
The magic missile   
hits the watchman.  
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@ "No, seriously. Run away. Now."
You don't have      
enough energy to    
cast that spell.    
The watchman hits!  
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@ "Hmmm... this calls for immediate evasive maneuvers."
As you read the     
scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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, it disappears. ddd d ... h G .@. h ... G
@ "Oh, that just went brilliantly. I am, of course, being sarcastic. I'm trapped below minetown."
                    
                    
                    
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@ "I'm hurt, and out of power."
The wargSuddenly Aragorn leapt to his feet.  "How the wind howls!"
he cried. "It is howling with wolf-voices. The Wargs have
come west of the Mountains!"
"Need we wait until morning then?" said Gandalf. "It is as I
said. The hunt is up! Even if we live to see the dawn, who
now will wish to journey south by night with the wild wolves
on his trail?"
"How far is Moria?" asked Boromir.
"There was a door south-west of Caradhras, some fifteen miles
as the crow flies, and maybe twenty as the wolf runs,"
answered Gandalf grimly.
"Then let us start as soon as it is light tomorrow, if we can,"
said Boromir. "The wolf that one hears is worse than the orc
that one fears."
"True!" said Aragorn, loosening his sword in its sheath. "But
where the warg howls, there also the orc prowls."
        [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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jumpes into a polymorph trap! dd dd..@ G .@.h ... G
@ "Plus I never got those extra spellbooks..."
                    
                    
                    
                    
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      G...          
                    
@ "And, of course, I am surrounded by various monsters that I cannot defeat in melee."
The wargSuddenly Aragorn leapt to his feet.  "How the wind howls!"
he cried. "It is howling with wolf-voices. The Wargs have
come west of the Mountains!"
"Need we wait until morning then?" said Gandalf. "It is as I
said. The hunt is up! Even if we live to see the dawn, who
now will wish to journey south by night with the wild wolves
on his trail?"
"How far is Moria?" asked Boromir.
"There was a door south-west of Caradhras, some fifteen miles
as the crow flies, and maybe twenty as the wolf runs,"
answered Gandalf grimly.
"Then let us start as soon as it is light tomorrow, if we can,"
said Boromir. "The wolf that one hears is worse than the orc
that one fears."
"True!" said Aragorn, loosening his sword in its sheath. "But
where the warg howls, there also the orc prowls."
        [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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hits. The mindflayer misses. <more> d ddn G d@h G..
The wood nymphA female creature from Roman and Greek mythology, the nymph
occupied rivers, forests, ponds, etc. A nymph's beauty is
beyond words: an ever-young woman with sleek figure and
long, thick hair, radiant skin and perfect teeth, full lips
and gentle eyes. A nymph's scent is delightful, and her
long robe glows, hemmed with golden threads and embroidered
with rainbow hues of unearthly magnificence. A nymph's
demeanour is graceful and charming, her mind quick and witty.

"Theseus felt her voice pulling him down into fathoms of
sleep.        The song was the skeleton of his dream, and the dream
was full of terror. Demon girls were after him, and a bull-
man was goring him. Everywhere there was blood. There was
pain. There was fear.        But his head was in the nymph's lap
and her musk was about him, her voice weaving the dream. He
knew then that she had been sent to tell him of something
dreadful that was to happen to him later. Her song was a
warning. But she had brought him a new kind of joy, one that
made him see everything differently. The boy, who was to
become a hero, suddenly knew then what most heroes learn
later -- and some too late -- that joy blots suffering and
that the road to nymphs is beset by monsters."
[ The Minotaur by Bernard Evslin ]

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stole a silver dragonIn the West the dragon was the natural enemy of man. Although
preferring to live in bleak and desolate regions, whenever it
was seen among men it left in its wake a trail of destruction
and disease. Yet any attempt to slay this beast was a perilous
undertaking. For the dragon's assailant had to contend
not only with clouds of sulphurous fumes pouring from its fire
breathing nostrils, but also with the thrashings of its tail,
the most deadly part of its serpent-like body.
[ Mythical Beasts by Deirdre Headon (The Leprechaun Library) ]

"One whom the dragons will speak with," he said, "that is a
dragonlord, or at least that is the center of the matter. It's
not a trick of mastering the dragons, as most people think.
Dragons have no masters. The question is always the same, with
a dragon: will he talk to you or will he eat you? If you can
count upon his doing the former, and not doing the latter, why
then you're a dragonlord."
        [ The Tombs of Atuan, by Ursula K. Le Guin ]

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scale mail. d dd^ G d@h G..
@ "... Well, at least I still have my dignity!"
The cream pie       
splashes over your  
face!               
                    
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@ "Oh, that is IT!"
This should have been yesterday's comic. Apologies to Nameless for the mistake. Tomorrow the sequel will follow.


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L April 15, 2006 12:13
First comment: 10 February, 2005 285 comments written
The rule of threes says that he ought to've lost something between "dragonIn the West the dragon was the natural enemy of man. Although
preferring to live in bleak and desolate regions, whenever it
was seen among men it left in its wake a trail of destruction
and disease. Yet any attempt to slay this beast was a perilous
undertaking. For the dragon's assailant had to contend
not only with clouds of sulphurous fumes pouring from its fire
breathing nostrils, but also with the thrashings of its tail,
the most deadly part of its serpent-like body.
[ Mythical Beasts by Deirdre Headon (The Leprechaun Library) ]

"One whom the dragons will speak with," he said, "that is a
dragonlord, or at least that is the center of the matter. It's
not a trick of mastering the dragons, as most people think.
Dragons have no masters. The question is always the same, with
a dragon: will he talk to you or will he eat you? If you can
count upon his doing the former, and not doing the latter, why
then you're a dragonlord."
        [ The Tombs of Atuan, by Ursula K. Le Guin ]

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Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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scale mail" and "dignity".
Aethel April 15, 2006 16:07
First comment: 17 March, 2006 8 comments written
"The wargSuddenly Aragorn leapt to his feet. "How the wind howls!"
he cried. "It is howling with wolf-voices. The Wargs have
come west of the Mountains!"
"Need we wait until morning then?" said Gandalf. "It is as I
said. The hunt is up! Even if we live to see the dawn, who
now will wish to journey south by night with the wild wolves
on his trail?"
"How far is Moria?" asked Boromir.
"There was a door south-west of Caradhras, some fifteen miles
as the crow flies, and maybe twenty as the wolf runs,"
answered Gandalf grimly.
"Then let us start as soon as it is light tomorrow, if we can,"
said Boromir. "The wolf that one hears is worse than the orc
that one fears."
"True!" said Aragorn, loosening his sword in its sheath. "But
where the warg howls, there also the orc prowls."
        [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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jumpes into
a polymorph trap!"
And still it's the h that turns into @.. and isn't it "jumps?"

"The wargSuddenly Aragorn leapt to his feet. "How the wind howls!"
he cried. "It is howling with wolf-voices. The Wargs have
come west of the Mountains!"
"Need we wait until morning then?" said Gandalf. "It is as I
said. The hunt is up! Even if we live to see the dawn, who
now will wish to journey south by night with the wild wolves
on his trail?"
"How far is Moria?" asked Boromir.
"There was a door south-west of Caradhras, some fifteen miles
as the crow flies, and maybe twenty as the wolf runs,"
answered Gandalf grimly.
"Then let us start as soon as it is light tomorrow, if we can,"
said Boromir. "The wolf that one hears is worse than the orc
that one fears."
"True!" said Aragorn, loosening his sword in its sheath. "But
where the warg howls, there also the orc prowls."
        [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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hits."
Does it really? I thought they bite?
Fathead July 21, 2006 22:56
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
Hm. Ell's right.
Grognor April 18, 2007 22:23
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
This is... from the previous strip's comments. Despite being of the same author, instafail.
Antheridium May 19, 2007 12:44
First comment: 17 May, 2007 442 comments written
If I read it correctly, the comment in the previous strip was a transcription of a comic he'd already submitted.

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