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Friday, 25 May, 2007 by Dol
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@ "Whee, a spellbookThe Book of Three lay closed on the table. Taran had never
been allowed to read the volume for himself; now he was sure
it held more than Dallben chose to tell him. In the sun-
filled room, with Dallben still meditating and showing no
sign of stopping, Taran rose and moved through the shimmering
beams. From the forest came the monotonous tick of a beetle.
His hands reached for the cover. Taran gasped in pain and
snatched them away. They smarted as if each of his fingers
had been stung by hornets. He jumped back, stumbled against
the bench, and dropped to the floor, where he put his fingers
woefully into his mouth.
Dallben's eyes blinked open. He peered at Taran and yawned
slowly. "You had better see Coll about a lotion for those
hands," he advised. "Otherwise, I shouldn't be surprised if
they blistered."
        [ The Book of Three, by Lloyd Alexander ]

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@ "This one should do. Now...chapter 1, introduction..." 
You hear bubbling   
waterDay after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere
Nor any drop to drink.
        [ The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Taylor
          Coleridge ]

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@ "...for professional wizards only...heavy stuff, this one..." 
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@ "Hmf." 
You hear the        
the footsteps of a  
guardThese strange creatures live mostly on the surface of the
earth, gathering together in societies of various forms, but
occasionally a stray will descend into the depths and commit
mayhem among the dungeon residents who, naturally, often
resent the intrusion of such beasts.  They are capable of
using weapons and magic, and it is even rumored that the
Wizard of Yendor is a member of this species.

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@ "Buy a pair of elven boots, you... *grumblegrumble*" 
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You hear crashing   
rockBilbo saw that the moment had come when he must do something.
He could not get up at the brutes and he had nothing to shoot
with; but looking about he saw that in this place there were
many stones lying in what appeared to be a now dry little
watercourse.  Bilbo was a pretty fair shot with a stone, and
it did not take him long to find a nice smooth egg-shaped one
that fitted his hand cosily.  As a boy he used to practise
throwing stones at things, until rabbits and squirrels, and
even birds, got out of his way as quick as lightning if they
saw him stoop; and even grownup he had still spent a deal of
his time at quoits, dart-throwing, shooting at the wand,
bowls, ninepins and other quiet games of the aiming and
throwing sort - indeed he could do lots of things, besides
blowing smoke-rings, asking riddles and cooking, that I
haven't time to tell you about.  There is no time now.  While
he was picking up stones, the spider had reached Bombur, and
soon he would have been dead.  At that moment Bilbo threw.
The stone struck the spider plunk on the head, and it dropped
senseless off the tree, flop to the ground, with all its legs
curled up.
        [ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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@ "Hnnngggh..." 
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@ "GODDAMMIT! I'M &#@*% TRYING TO READ HERE!" 
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@ "...A SPELLBOOKThe Book of Three lay closed on the table. Taran had never
been allowed to read the volume for himself; now he was sure
it held more than Dallben chose to tell him. In the sun-
filled room, with Dallben still meditating and showing no
sign of stopping, Taran rose and moved through the shimmering
beams. From the forest came the monotonous tick of a beetle.
His hands reached for the cover. Taran gasped in pain and
snatched them away. They smarted as if each of his fingers
had been stung by hornets. He jumped back, stumbled against
the bench, and dropped to the floor, where he put his fingers
woefully into his mouth.
Dallben's eyes blinked open. He peered at Taran and yawned
slowly. "You had better see Coll about a lotion for those
hands," he advised. "Otherwise, I shouldn't be surprised if
they blistered."
        [ The Book of Three, by Lloyd Alexander ]

Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team
Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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@ "Chapter 1, introduction..."
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Average rating: Excellent
Number of ratings: 35

Comments

Wizard Mode May 25, 2007 00:15
First comment: 27 March, 2007 4 comments written
Nice play with in-game messages. I like it
Fathead May 25, 2007 01:13
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
You read today's comic.

You like today's comic.
  May 25, 2007 01:29
First comment: 1 April, 2004 431 comments written
It's in a similar spirit to the one I did a while ago on the various bogus messages that come from magic traps, so I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't rate this one Excellent. :)
Slowpoke May 25, 2007 01:30
First comment: 27 February, 2007 239 comments written
Grrr, the cookie blanked out my name again, above.
Slowpoke May 25, 2007 01:33
First comment: 27 February, 2007 239 comments written
I find that the cookie snafu let me vote twice. Lucky you, Dol. :)
Eskimo May 25, 2007 08:05
First comment: 14 April, 2004 166 comments written
Excellently laid out, very nethackish.
Ted May 25, 2007 08:21
First comment: 25 May, 2007 1 comments written
nice work

ps: just finished reading the entire archive - phew!
mr. batistini May 25, 2007 10:58
First comment: 25 May, 2007 1 comments written
Damn good work, Ted! That is quite a lot more strips then there wereIn 1573, the Parliament of Dole published a decree, permitting
the inhabitants of the Franche-Comte to pursue and kill a
were-wolf or loup-garou, which infested that province,
"notwithstanding the existing laws concerning the chase."
The people were empowered to "assemble with javelins,
halberds, pikes, arquebuses and clubs, to hunt and pursue the
said were-wolf in all places where they could find it, and to
take, burn, and kill it, without incurring any fine or other
penalty." The hunt seems to have been successful, if we may
judge from the fact that the same tribunal in the following
year condemned to be burned a man named Giles Garnier, who
ran on all fours in the forest and fields and devoured little
children, "even on Friday." The poor lycanthrope, it appears,
had as slight respect for ecclesiastical feasts as the French
pig, which was not restrained by any feeling of piety from
eating infants on a fast day.
        [ The History of Vampires, by Dudley Wright ]

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bernh May 25, 2007 15:01
First comment: 25 May, 2007 1 comments written
very nice!
Roger Barnett May 25, 2007 15:37
First comment: 7 April, 2006 143 comments written
Very nice work
Rheve May 25, 2007 16:02
First comment: 21 May, 2007 3 comments written
Well done :]
Oryx May 26, 2007 03:14
First comment: 27 April, 2007 9 comments written
Very nice!
Grognor May 26, 2007 08:07
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
If any of you wanted to know I got my first ascension around two minutes ago.

Now I'll go and try and figure out how to post it to RGRN...
Murph Istrare May 28, 2007 02:31
First comment: 21 December, 2006 9 comments written
Nice...first one that's made me laugh out loud in quite a while.
DaHusky June 24, 2007 07:58
First comment: 4 June, 2007 27 comments written
This was plain funny ^^, Wonder why you can't do that ingame too, shout something you 'have' and everything would flee..
Dani June 19, 2008 22:15
First comment: 7 June, 2008 39 comments written
I laughed hard. Awesome strip.
Newtkiller November 16, 2008 03:31
First comment: 28 October, 2008 127 comments written
Finger of Death[Pestilence:] And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals,
and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four
beasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white
horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given
unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.

[War:] And when he had opened the second seal, I heard the
second beast say, Come and see. And there went out another
horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon
to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one
another: and there was given unto him a great sword.

[Famine:] And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the
third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black
horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his
hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say,
A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley
for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.

[Death:] And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the
voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see. And I looked, and
behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death,
and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over
the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with
hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
[ Revelations of John, 6:1-8 ]

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