Discipline

Posted on: 2023-06-14

Storyline: House Training

Characters: Kayra, Singing Cricket, Dojo, Bill, Alond, dwarf

This was the very first Love and Hex episode. It was not originally intended to be an ongoing series -- rather, it was just a gag for my friends.

After our four-year campaign finally ended, when the king was deposed, the demilich was defeated, and the great war was stopped, I asked the players, "What will your characters do now?"

The player of Singing Cricket, our Drunken Master Monk, said, "I'd like to see where things go with that night hag who had a crush on me."

The idea amused me so much, I sketched out a quick comic depicting their life together as a TV sitcom.

Then I shared it with the r/DnD community on Reddit. They loved it, and asked for more.

The second episode blew up, and someone suggested I post it on Webtoons.

This strange relationship continued to inspire me, so I continued to draw. And suddenly, I've got a webcomic.

Transcript

In the background, the dwarf is directing the martial arts training of the big guy and the baby house. The two training partners take a stance.

In the foreground, Kayra approaches Singing Cricket. They both look happy.

Kayra: "Good morning, husband! How is house training?"

Singing Cricket: "Pretty good! This is how I learned discipline, too."

Singing Cricket puts his arm on Kayra's shoulder. "And besides -- he's a natural!"

In the background, the house does a back kick that slams the big guy into a tree.

Kayra clasps her hands. "Isn't he sweet!"

In the background, the big guy gets up, dizzy. The house bows to him. The dwarf looks pleased.

In the foreground, Singing Cricket and Kayra take each other's hands.

Singing Cricket: "I think I'll call him... Dojo."

Kayra: "It's perfect."

Kayra turns and looks annoyed. "Now where is your lunch? Alond was carrying it..."

Singing Cricket looks suddenly worried. "Alond?! You led him right HERE?"!"

Kayra smiles slyly. "Of course! With the amount you four eat, did you think I'd carry it MYSELF? Besides, why give us an ex-king for a servant if we aren't supposed to USE him?"

Singing Cricket looks around nervously. "But he's GRANNY DISMAL'S servant! If she finds out Dojo is alive she'll--"

Alond, struggling under the weight of a giant basket, interrupts, grinning as he sweats. "Flay you? Eat your SOUL? No, probably something MUCH worse."

"Urgh" he grunts, trying to steady the basket. "Of course," he continues, huffing and puffing, "she doesn't HAVE to know... provided YOU... do a little something for ME..."