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Slasher"That dog belonged to a settler who tried to build his cabin
on the bank of the river a few miles south of the fort,"
grunted Conan. ... "We took him to the fort and dressed his
wounds, but after he recovered he took to the woods and turned
wild. -- What now, Slasher, are you hunting the men who
killed your master?" ... "Let him come," muttered Conan.
"He can smell the devils before we can see them." ...
Slasher cleared the timbers with a bound and leaped into the
bushes. They were violently shaken and then the dog slunk
back to Balthus' side, his jaws crimson. ... "He was a man,"
said Conan. "I drink to his shade, and to the shade of the
dog, who knew no fear." He quaffed part of the wine, then
emptied the rest upon the floor, with a curious heathen
gesture, and smashed the goblet. "The heads of ten Picts
shall pay for this, and seven heads for the dog, who was a
better warrior than many a man."
        [ Conan The Warrior, by Robert E Howard ]

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picks up a potionPOTABLE, n. Suitable for drinking. Water is said to be
potable; indeed, some declare it our natural beverage,
although even they find it palatable only when suffering
from the recurrent disorder known as thirst, for which it
is a medicine. Upon nothing has so great and diligent
ingenuity been brought to bear in all ages and in all
countries, except the most uncivilized, as upon the
invention of substitutes for water. To hold that this
general aversion to that liquid has no basis in the
preservative instinct of the race is to be unscientific --
and without science we are as the snakes and toads.
        [ The Devil's Dictionary, by Ambrose Bierce ]

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The koboldThe race of kobolds are reputed to be an artificial creation
of a master wizard (demi-god?). They are about 3' tall with
a vaguely dog-like face. They bear a violent dislike of the
Elven race, and will go out of their way to cause trouble
for Elves at any time.

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@ "...uh oh."
k "Look at him run."


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idontexist August 18, 2008 01:16
First comment: 19 July, 2008 35 comments written
I don't think the cavemanNow it was light enough to leave. Moon-Watcher picked up
the shriveled corpse and dragged it after him as he bent
under the low overhang of the cave. Once outside, he
threw the body over his shoulder and stood upright - the
only animal in all this world able to do so.
Among his kind, Moon-Watcher was almost a giant. He was
nearly five feet high, and though badly undernourished
weighed over a hundred pounds. His hairy, muscular body
was halfway between ape and man, but his head was already
much nearer to man than ape. The forehead was low, and
there were ridges over the eye sockets, yet he unmistakably
held in his genes the promise of humanity.
        [ 2001: A Space Odyssey, by Arthur C. Clarke ]

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was speaking softly enough. Good but not your best work.
Looney August 18, 2008 01:18
First comment: 26 January, 2008 29 comments written
Hey, could be worse. It could be a gnome... And then a gnome came by, carrying a bundle, an old
fellow three times as large as an imp and wearing clothes of
a sort, especially a hat. And he was clearly just as frightened
as the imps though he could not go so fast. Ramon Alonzo
saw that there must be some great trouble that was vexing
magical things; and, since gnomes speak the language of men, and
will answer if spoken to gently, he raised his hat, and asked
of the gnome his name. The gnome did not stop his hasty
shuffle a moment as he answered 'Alaraba' and grabbed the rim
of his hat but forgot to doff it.
'What is the trouble, Alaraba?' said Ramon Alonzo.
'White magic. Run!' said the gnome ..
        [ The Charwoman's Shadow, by Lord Dunsany ]

"Muggles have garden gnomes, too, you know," Harry told Ron as
they crossed the lawn.
"Yeah, I've seen those things they think are gnomes," said Ron,
bent double with his head in a peony bush, "like fat little
Santa Clauses with fishing rods..."
There was a violent scuffling noise, the peony bush shuddered,
and Ron straightened up. "This is a gnome," he said grimly.
"Geroff me! Gerroff me!" squealed the gnome.
It was certainly nothing like Santa Claus. It was small and
leathery looking, with a large, knobby, bald head exactly like
a potato. Ron held it at arm's length as it kicked out at him
with its horny little feet; he grasped it around the ankles
and turned it upside down.
[ Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, by J. K. Rowling ]

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with a little stick (i.e., wand of'Saruman!' he cried, and his voice grew in power and authority.
'Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed. I am
Gandalf the White, who has returned from death. You have no
colour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council.'
He raised his hand, and spoke slowly in a clear cold voice.
'Saruman, your staff is broken.' There was a crack, and the
staff split asunder in Saruman's hand, and the head of it
fell down at Gandalf's feet. 'Go!' said Gandalf. With a cry
Saruman fell back and crawled away.
        [ The Two Towers, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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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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). Just today I had my first lesson in how much that sucks. I finally managed to build up enough AC on a character to avoid most of the usual YASDs, and then got zapped.
Antheridium August 18, 2008 02:40
First comment: 17 May, 2007 442 comments written
That's when you start playing WizardEbenezum walked before me along the closest thing we could
find to a path in these overgrown woods. Every few paces he
would pause, so that I, burdened with a pack stuffed with
arcane and heavy paraphernalia, could catch up with his
wizardly strides. He, as usual, carried nothing, preferring,
as he often said, to keep his hands free for quick conjuring
and his mind free for the thoughts of a mage.
        [ A Dealing with Demons, by Craig Shaw Gardner ]

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for a while...
zem August 18, 2008 05:22
First comment: 5 December, 2005 64 comments written
@idontexist: this is nethack, not diplomacy (:
Quint Sakugarne August 18, 2008 07:05
First comment: 1 January, 2008 233 comments written
I don't get it.

Not rated (yet) since I don't get it.

Haha, which character represents a scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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?
jftsang August 18, 2008 13:47
First comment: 9 May, 2008 13 comments written
Reminds me of http://www.darthsanddroids.net/episodes/0033.html
SQLGuru August 18, 2008 14:25
First comment: 23 October, 2006 77 comments written
@Quint: Check out this link: http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/329050.html

Unfortunately for our "hero", carrying a bigger stick allows the Kobol to speak even more softly.
idontexist August 19, 2008 01:23
First comment: 19 July, 2008 35 comments written
I meant KoboldThe race of kobolds are reputed to be an artificial creation
of a master wizard (demi-god?). They are about 3' tall with
a vaguely dog-like face. They bear a violent dislike of the
Elven race, and will go out of their way to cause trouble
for Elves at any time.

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Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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instead of cavemanNow it was light enough to leave. Moon-Watcher picked up
the shriveled corpse and dragged it after him as he bent
under the low overhang of the cave. Once outside, he
threw the body over his shoulder and stood upright - the
only animal in all this world able to do so.
Among his kind, Moon-Watcher was almost a giant. He was
nearly five feet high, and though badly undernourished
weighed over a hundred pounds. His hairy, muscular body
was halfway between ape and man, but his head was already
much nearer to man than ape. The forehead was low, and
there were ridges over the eye sockets, yet he unmistakably
held in his genes the promise of humanity.
        [ 2001: A Space Odyssey, by Arthur C. Clarke ]

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. sorry for posting half drunk.
Quint Sakugarne August 20, 2008 15:54
First comment: 1 January, 2008 233 comments written
SQLGuru: I know the quote. I just don't get how the comic was representing the "speak softly" part.
MadDawg2552 October 10, 2008 19:03
First comment: 6 October, 2008 69 comments written
Why do these comic writers feel the need to have Dudley explain to us what is happening in the comic? Remove the first two panels, remove Dudley speaking in the third panel, and it still works!

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