(Under Repair Note: This is an old file of an old comic I did a few years ago. I’ll re-scan the originals and clean them up… assuming I can find them.)

This short comic is of a true story, and is dedicated to my dad, who taught all three of his kids to play D&D, and who as a DM was phenomenally patient with a kid who did not particularly like the idea of violence and who insisted on playing a sprite wizard with a pet ferret, a fighter/cleric goblin who could cook, a kleptomaniac wood elf rogue, and a ridiculously polite lizardman druid at various points in time.