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Nale and Sabine both evade Durkon's blast of Thor's Lightning. Nale zaps D again with the Wand of Enervation while Sabine grapples the dwarf to prevent casting. Durkon's response, oddly, is a smile. Nale debates whether to give the dwarf the satisfaction of asking why but finally gives in, just as he hears the sound of a shocked Malack dropping the morning teaware behind him.

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Panel 1

Durkon: Thor's Lightning!
Sabine: Double evasion!
Sabine: HA!!
The lightning bolt crackles between Sabine and Nale. Nale falls adroitly towards the ground.

Panel 2

Nale: Quickly, Sabine—grapple him before he casts again!
Nale drains Durkon again, and Sabine swoops in to grab him.

Panel 3

Elan: Suck a bus, Sabine!
Elan: Stupid rapier, why aren't you cold iron? Or cool iron? Or at least tepid iron!!
Elan pokes Sabine with his rapier, "poke!", to no effect.

Panel 4

Elan continues to poke Sabine with his rapier to no effect, "poke! poke!"
Nale: Well, I honestly didn't think this ambush was going to bear fruit, since I pretty much threw it together at the last moment.
Nale: But here we are. My brother, drained and impotent. The girl, petrified. The cleric, captured and—

Panel 5

Nale: —smiling? Why are you smiling? The Linear Guild has finally triumphed!
Durkon: 'Cause I know somethin' ye dinnae know: Why I were waitin' out 'ere in on the balcony inna first place.

Panel 6

Nale: Oh please. Do you think I don't know exactly what you're trying to pull here?
Nale: You expect me to ask why you were waiting—
Nale: —so you can give me a cryptic but ominous-sounding pronouncement before something turns the tables.

Panel 7

Nale: Well it's not going to happen.
Durkon: Suit yerself.
Nale: You can take that to your grave.
Durkon: Aye, suppose I will.

Panel 8

beat

Panel 9

Nale: Though since I obviously expect that something is about to happen, I'm in a far better position to counter it.
Nale: Indeed, it would be tactically better to flush out whatever plan you have now, when I'm prepared.
Nale: So...?

Panel 10

Durkon: I'm on tha balcony 'cause it be tea time.

Panel 11

Sabine: *gasp!* NALE!
Nale: What? "Tea time?" What does that even mean? And what kind of lame dwarf drinks—
A "keeyssh!" sound is heard off-panel

Panel 12

Malack stands behind Nale, tea tray in hand, the shattered tea service at his feet.
Nale: —tea?

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