83 – Under the tarp
What’s under there? Why, it’s giant wooden pawns that seem to move by themselves. Of course.
Also, we’re back everyone! Thank you for being so patient with us!
-Kalin
Prince of Sartar
How one man became a god
What’s under there? Why, it’s giant wooden pawns that seem to move by themselves. Of course.
Also, we’re back everyone! Thank you for being so patient with us!
-Kalin
Huzzah! Congratulations upon your return!
Oh, I didn’t realize that that was what they were looking at. I thought the thing was under the water and we were going to see it revealed in the next strip, hence the reaction. Didn’t make the connection with chess pieces, thought they were stalagmites or buoys or something.
It’s one of those things that sound really cool in text, but you can’t actually draw them, because that’s just not how visual mediums work. 🙂
Oh, the blue stuff isn’t water? I thought it was water.
Ice was my thought… but then maybe frozen water isn’t something Praxians encounter regularly.
Welcome back. The story continues.
Huzzay! Please don’t stay away so long next time! 😉
I really like the way you’ve achieved the diffuse light effect under the tarp. That’s a nice touch!
Nice double-take.
Awesome to see you back! 😀 I’ve been reading up a lot on Glorantha lore in the interim, but I haven’t read anything about the Pavis adventures, so I hope the coming pages will be a surprise to me. 🙂
Welcome back!
Those arrows must be Praxian-made
Well, they’re javelins, not arrows. After all, she isn’t carrying a bow.
That’s so cool that you remembered that Vingans’ major weapon is the javelin. The detail going into these strips is amazing! 🙂
Thanks I guess? 🙂
I mean, this is a character from a game I ran a while back, and her thing from the beginning was that she used flint-tipped javelins. It’s just that the first few scenes were in Pavis, and you can’t exactly run around the city with those kinds of weapons, without attracting some attention.
Oh, a page, finally. 😀
I am a newbie on Glorantha. Every pages are exciting and mysterious. Today’s is the most inscrutuble, witches me.
What’s under the surface? I am waiting next with big eyes.