Djoerd Hiemstra 🍉 and 14 others boosted
A short comic strip in four panels:  

Panel 1. In a misty, night‑time graveyard, among the cold stones of long‑abandoned graves, a beautiful young necromancer stands majestically with her staff. She faces a knight serious about engaging in a fight.  
> Necromancer: Muahahaha! Attacking a necromancer in a graveyard, you clueless fool!  

Panel 2. The necromancer raises her staff and arms, casting a spell that spreads luminous effects across the ground around her. Skeletons emerge from the graves.  
> Necromancer: Skeletons! Rise from the dead!  

Panel 3. The skeletons look at each other, some pat each other on the back, others hug, seemingly unaware of the necromancer's presence. A mix of disbelief and excitement ripples through them. In the background, the necromancer makes a horrified face: this isn’t the result she expected.  
> Skeleton 1 (an adult): Hey, kiddo? Is that you?  
> Skeleton 2 (a smaller one): Grandpa?!  
> Skeleton 3 (holding another’s hand like a lover): Come along, love, everyone's here.  
> Skeleton 4 (an elderly one, clutching its back): Hello, youth!  

Panel 4. The necromancer is disgraced and her arms droop. The five skeletons now huddle together, arms intertwined. The knight roll on the floor laughing at the necromancer’s crushing failure.  
> Necromancer: I hate tiny family graveyards.
A short comic strip in four panels: Panel 1. In a misty, night‑time graveyard, among the cold stones of long‑abandoned graves, a beautiful young necromancer stands majestically with her staff. She faces a knight serious about engaging in a fight. > Necromancer: Muahahaha! Attacking a necromancer in a graveyard, you clueless fool! Panel 2. The necromancer raises her staff and arms, casting a spell that spreads luminous effects across the ground around her. Skeletons emerge from the graves. > Necromancer: Skeletons! Rise from the dead! Panel 3. The skeletons look at each other, some pat each other on the back, others hug, seemingly unaware of the necromancer's presence. A mix of disbelief and excitement ripples through them. In the background, the necromancer makes a horrified face: this isn’t the result she expected. > Skeleton 1 (an adult): Hey, kiddo? Is that you? > Skeleton 2 (a smaller one): Grandpa?! > Skeleton 3 (holding another’s hand like a lover): Come along, love, everyone's here. > Skeleton 4 (an elderly one, clutching its back): Hello, youth! Panel 4. The necromancer is disgraced and her arms droop. The five skeletons now huddle together, arms intertwined. The knight roll on the floor laughing at the necromancer’s crushing failure. > Necromancer: I hate tiny family graveyards.
A short comic strip in four panels:  

Panel 1. In a misty, night‑time graveyard, among the cold stones of long‑abandoned graves, a beautiful young necromancer stands majestically with her staff. She faces a knight serious about engaging in a fight.  
> Necromancer: Muahahaha! Attacking a necromancer in a graveyard, you clueless fool!  

Panel 2. The necromancer raises her staff and arms, casting a spell that spreads luminous effects across the ground around her. Skeletons emerge from the graves.  
> Necromancer: Skeletons! Rise from the dead!  

Panel 3. The skeletons look at each other, some pat each other on the back, others hug, seemingly unaware of the necromancer's presence. A mix of disbelief and excitement ripples through them. In the background, the necromancer makes a horrified face: this isn’t the result she expected.  
> Skeleton 1 (an adult): Hey, kiddo? Is that you?  
> Skeleton 2 (a smaller one): Grandpa?!  
> Skeleton 3 (holding another’s hand like a lover): Come along, love, everyone's here.  
> Skeleton 4 (an elderly one, clutching its back): Hello, youth!  

Panel 4. The necromancer is disgraced and her arms droop. The five skeletons now huddle together, arms intertwined. The knight roll on the floor laughing at the necromancer’s crushing failure.  
> Necromancer: I hate tiny family graveyards.
A short comic strip in four panels: Panel 1. In a misty, night‑time graveyard, among the cold stones of long‑abandoned graves, a beautiful young necromancer stands majestically with her staff. She faces a knight serious about engaging in a fight. > Necromancer: Muahahaha! Attacking a necromancer in a graveyard, you clueless fool! Panel 2. The necromancer raises her staff and arms, casting a spell that spreads luminous effects across the ground around her. Skeletons emerge from the graves. > Necromancer: Skeletons! Rise from the dead! Panel 3. The skeletons look at each other, some pat each other on the back, others hug, seemingly unaware of the necromancer's presence. A mix of disbelief and excitement ripples through them. In the background, the necromancer makes a horrified face: this isn’t the result she expected. > Skeleton 1 (an adult): Hey, kiddo? Is that you? > Skeleton 2 (a smaller one): Grandpa?! > Skeleton 3 (holding another’s hand like a lover): Come along, love, everyone's here. > Skeleton 4 (an elderly one, clutching its back): Hello, youth! Panel 4. The necromancer is disgraced and her arms droop. The five skeletons now huddle together, arms intertwined. The knight roll on the floor laughing at the necromancer’s crushing failure. > Necromancer: I hate tiny family graveyards.
der.hans and 2 others boosted
A comic strip in four panels:

Panel 1. In darkness, against a background with vegetal notes, through a faint beam of light stands a massive silver sword, finely decorated, embedded in a pedestal that looks like stone. A small warrior mouse and a magician mouse hurry past, hand in hand, but the warrior is drawn to the massive sword.

Panel 2. The warrior mouse is already on the pedestal, straining to pull the sword out with all its might. Meanwhile the magician mouse examines the pedestal.

Panel 3. The warrior mouse has succeeded! The massive sword is now in its possession; he is happy. Meanwhile, in the background, the magician mouse has managed to pry off a piece of the pedestal with her bare hand: waves of strong smells reach her nostrils.

Panel 4. The magician mouse lights the scene with her staff: they are actually both on a cheese platter, and the “sword” was only a knife stuck vertically into a cheese with a gray rind textured like stone. The platter has a piece of Roquefort and Emmental, grapes and a salad in the background. The magician has hearts in her eyes and the warrior is surprised by the discovery.
A comic strip in four panels: Panel 1. In darkness, against a background with vegetal notes, through a faint beam of light stands a massive silver sword, finely decorated, embedded in a pedestal that looks like stone. A small warrior mouse and a magician mouse hurry past, hand in hand, but the warrior is drawn to the massive sword. Panel 2. The warrior mouse is already on the pedestal, straining to pull the sword out with all its might. Meanwhile the magician mouse examines the pedestal. Panel 3. The warrior mouse has succeeded! The massive sword is now in its possession; he is happy. Meanwhile, in the background, the magician mouse has managed to pry off a piece of the pedestal with her bare hand: waves of strong smells reach her nostrils. Panel 4. The magician mouse lights the scene with her staff: they are actually both on a cheese platter, and the “sword” was only a knife stuck vertically into a cheese with a gray rind textured like stone. The platter has a piece of Roquefort and Emmental, grapes and a salad in the background. The magician has hearts in her eyes and the warrior is surprised by the discovery.