Happy New Year Everybody! Hopefully it will be a good year for all of our cast (excluding Brother Gone, who’s brief experience of 2026 consists only of getting arrowed in the back of the head).
Transcripts
SFX: Thunk!
SFX: Thock!
Brother Gone: How… how is this possible!?
Brother Gone: No magic can pierce a naughtstone ward!
Lemrin: Normal arrows.
Lemrin: Invisible archer.
SFX: Twang.
SFX: Thunk!
Lemrin: Well.
Lemrin: I think-
Frain: Just so we’re clear.
Frain: If your next words are any variation of “he finally got the point” then we’re getting a divorce.
Lemrin: I think… you’re amazing and I love you?
Frain: Better.