Lulu: GM doesn’t like it when people don’t stick to his carefully crafted narrative.
Veronica: So I’ve noticed.
Anita: How so?
Veronica: All I’ve ever known was that tower, you know?
Anita: I knew you were a new NPC, but are you saying you never left?
Veronica: Occasionally, but only under PC escort. I’ve never hung out with people before, like this.
Anita: GM and I are gonna have a long talk next time I see him.
Lulu: Get in line.
A close up of the tavern bar. Lulu and Veronica’s hands can be seen and Veronica slides a paper with her character sheet on it it across the bar’s surface toward’s Lulu’s hand. Between them is Lulu’s tankard of beer.
“He did give me a copy of my character sheet,” says Veronica.
Lulu and Veronica stand on opposite ends of the the bar, a wine bottle, beer tankard, and a winecup standing between them. Lulu is reading through Veronica’s character sheet.
“GM doesn’t like it when people don’t stick to his carefully crafted narrative,” says Lulu.
“So I’ve noticed,” says Veronica, her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.
Veronica stands alone in front of a cool, off-white background. She is looking down and to the side with a vulnerable expression, with her arms behind her.
“I’ll be honest, I’m not exactly sure what to do next,” says Veronica.
A view of the lighthouse that Veronica was kept in, standing tall against a starless night sky. Anita and Veronica’s conversation can be seen in narrator boxes, with their heads next to it
“How so?” asks Anita.
“All I’ve ever known was that tower, you know?” says Veronica, glaring off to the side.
Anita and Veronica are facing each other in front of a pink background. Anita is facing away from the reader and towards Veronica, her facial expression obscured.
“I knew you were a new NPC, but are you saying you never left?” asks Anita
Veronica shrugs. “Occasionally, but only under PC escort,” says Veronica. “I’ve never hung out with people before, like this.”
Close up of Anita and Lulu facing each other in profile view against a black background, highlighted with white. Their eyes are wide, a look of mutual horror on their faces.
Above them, Veronica continues her narration from the previous panel. “It’s nice,” she says, a wistful smile on her face.
Anita and Lulu stand around the bar at a Need for Mead. Both face forward, menacing expressions on their faces. Anita is highlighted in white, with a blue glow, as if from magic around her.
“GM and I are gonna have a long talk next time I see him,” says Anita, as she slams a fist into her open palm.
“Get in line,” says Lulu, scrunching up the character sheet in her hand.