|“Make It Three, Just to Be Safe”|
|Order of the Stick comic|
|Date published||15 September 2010|
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The party receives news of Xykon and Haley is out logicked by Elan.
- Panel 1
Haley: Hey V, I got drunk and converted religions!
Elan: Not in that order.
Durkon: Foolish lass, I dinnae know wha she be thinkin' most o' tha time.
Vaarsuvius: I hope the dinner was at least satisfactory, then?
- Panel 2
Durkon: Dunno. We dinnae eat anythin'.
Elan: I think my dad accidentally hired an Evil chef.
Vaarsuvius: I see. You may help yourself to the hummus that the steward brought for me, but I should warn you:
Vaarsuvius: There may be as many as forty spices involved, and I cannot personally vouch for where each of them falls on the alignment chart.
- Panel 3
Elan: Mmm! I think we're OK, they taste like they're mostly Chaotic.
Haley: Baby, I'm gonna sit on this spin until the room stops chairing.
Durkon: Our evenin' was more 'r less a bust, wit regards ta intelligence.
Durkon: In both senses o' tha word.
Durkon: How did yers go?
Vaarsuvius: As well as expected. Which is to say, not well.
- Panel 4
Vaarsuvius: I was unsuccessful in contacting either Draketooth or Miss Toormuck with my Sending spell.
Vaarsuvius: It is impossible to tell if my spell reached them, but if it did, they were either unwilling or unable to respond in kind.
Vaarsuvius: I was, however, able to communicate with Lord Hinjo.
- Panel 5
Cut to Hinjo where an image of V appears.
Hinjo: According to Thanh, the goblin cleric announced to his troops that he was leaving "soon."
Hinjo: Search for phylactary[sic] proceeds unabated, however.
Hinjo: Situation is otherwise unchanged.
- Panel 6
Durkon: Och, then Xykon an' company could be leavin' ta find Girard's Gate any day now.
Vaarsuvius: Choosing to proceed even without locating the amulet? Yes, I concur.
Durkon: I hope Roy knows wha he's doin' wit this "wait-an'-see" plan.
Vaarsuvius: Again, I concur.
- Panel 7
Elan: Don't worry guys. I'm sure my dad will be willing to help us once this festival is over.
Haley: Thor's beard, Elan! What the heck is it going to take for you to see that your dad is bad news?
Haley: Do you need, like, 200-foot-tall flaming letters or something??
Vaarsuvius: If so, I believe I could research a spell for that.
- Panel 8
Elan: Haley, if Dad's so bad why is he helping us, huh?
Haley: He's not! He's not helping us, Elan! He knows what we need right now, and he won't tell us. Lives are at stake!
- Panel 9
Elan: But he doesn't KNOW that lives are at stake! You wanted to keep that a secret!
Haley: Because I don't trust him!
Elan: You don't trust him partly because of how he's acting when lives are at stake!
Haley: But he's—I mean, he's—But—
- Panel 10
Haley grabs Durkon's beer, "swipe!", and drinks it, "glug! glug! glug!"
Durkon: Lass! Dinnae ye think ye've drank enough?!?
- Panel 11
Haley: Depends, Am I drunk enough yet that later, I won't remember getting outlogicked by Elan?
Durkon: Och! Na. Ye'll need at lest two more pints fer tha.
Elan: I'll go order another round.
D&D Context Edit
- This strip appears later as a flashback in #759, "Yes, Apparently".