Part 2 – Chapter 5 – Page 3 – Red Moon Rising

I’m sure no one would have missed her, right?

He didn’t want to hang out with you jerks anyway.

Gentlemen, you can’t fight in here! This is the war room! —Sometimes I wish I wasn’t the writer for my comic, because then at least I would have someone else to blame when I get to the bit in the script that says “draw an entire holographic city on a table” and the page is subsequently two days late. On the plus side, this is my favourite colour scheme of all time. Get out of here teal/orange, red/blue forever.

Sorry, helmet dude! Main character coming through!

Sometimes drawing for hours on end every single week gets a bit tiring, but in those moments I often think to myself, “at least I’m not the guy who has to guard outside doors in the middle of a sandstorm” and it cheers me up, you know?

Saiamar doesn’t like sand. It’s course, and rough, and irritating. And it gets everywhere.

Imara has officially gone from “probably not picnic weather” to “definitely not picnic weather“.

And so, the aliens finally showed up. —Spoilers: It’s not aliens. I wouldn’t do that to you.

This guy! It’s been a while. —In case you missed it, the Poor Wayfaring Strangers Kickstarter I’ve been havering on about for the last few weeks was funded successfully! At the eleventh hour, no less. If you took the time to give us a shout out, or backed the book directly, thank you so much. And if you ever run into me in real life, high fives. High fives for everyone.

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