You come upon a ruined hamlet, villagers all fled or slaughtered
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It's the bowl. Someone might find it in any old shop, it is earthenware
mixed from the bones of the last shaman of Nilotte.
Whosoever eats from the bo...
Friday, March 03, 2006
A webcomic I kinda dig
I don't normally like comics where the narrator gives the punchline, and some of the jokes are just plain dumb, but I've already flipped through a couple dozen pages of Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal, so it can't be all bad.
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