If you don’t drain the body of blood within hours it becomes inedible. Dressing the meat can wait as long as 2 days, but draining the blood must take place ASAP!
The gruesome throat slitting while suspended by the back legs serves a very important need. Blood coagulates and spoils very fast. IIRC if you don’t drain the body before rigor mortis sets in the meat is inedible by humans.
Aaw, Auntie is so sweet! Very auntly. And a bit grandmotherly.
If she had hands, I could see her rubbing her lower back and wincing dramatically in that last panel.
It must kinda suck to be an intelligent monster with any degree of sociability and no real society of your own kind…particularly if you are that monstrous, and that ponderously large. At the very best you’re Peewit, Guliver, or Tiffiany Aching, carefully sitting in the Village square; more likely you are Frankenstein’s monster or Gardener’s interpretation of Grendle (or, if you are perfectly human, but still seen as monstrous: Quasimodo, John Merick, or the Phantom of the Opera)…
I agree, it must be frustrating. I think it’s probably easier in Yeld in some ways since there are a larger variety of body shapes and sizes. Fairies are much larger than the humanish King’s People and Vampires, and Pirates are a lot smaller. Weirder stuff like Tootherfacers come in lots of sizes. Of course not every town is going to be built to accomadate something like a Hydra, and indeed most won’t have ever seen anything like that anyway and would be rightly terrified of it. But in some ways I imagine it would be easier to be a Hydra living in a town in Yeld than a centaur or whatever living in modern New York.
Is Jamie someone we know? I don’t remember him.
Panel Four, second balloon, “markte”.
That look on Auntie Snek’s face in that last panel says it all.
If you don’t drain the body of blood within hours it becomes inedible. Dressing the meat can wait as long as 2 days, but draining the blood must take place ASAP!
The gruesome throat slitting while suspended by the back legs serves a very important need. Blood coagulates and spoils very fast. IIRC if you don’t drain the body before rigor mortis sets in the meat is inedible by humans.
Probably she did, and we just didn’t see it. or maybe she’s planning too? She knows whats up.
Maybe she is a Vampire Naga?
Sounds like you are a hunter, didn’t know that fact, thanks for the info.
Send the kids into town unsupervised. They are society’s problem now.
“Markte?”
Auntie’s emotions are priceless every time you draw them, Jake. Yay!!!
…I still don’t get why she threw it in the river. For cleaning and transportation? But whatever, because Auntie Naga is cute! 🙂
wee typo there, markte
also yay a deer
i feel her! babysitting that lot, she´s got to have the patient of a saint, and truly deserves a day off!
I guess this is her equivalent of a nice bath and alone time.
“Auntie needs a day off”
This pleases me.
… … …
I like Auntie. She’s got personality, much like the girls.
The last panel is possibly the funniest thing I have seen in this strip, and that is saying something.
Aaw, Auntie is so sweet! Very auntly. And a bit grandmotherly.
If she had hands, I could see her rubbing her lower back and wincing dramatically in that last panel.
There’s a spelling error in the second last panel. its Market not Markte
Auntie’s lair has a 20 litre barrel of wine begging to be opened. And an Xbox. Off you go kiddies.
Love auntie’s face in the last panel ><
It must kinda suck to be an intelligent monster with any degree of sociability and no real society of your own kind…particularly if you are that monstrous, and that ponderously large. At the very best you’re Peewit, Guliver, or Tiffiany Aching, carefully sitting in the Village square; more likely you are Frankenstein’s monster or Gardener’s interpretation of Grendle (or, if you are perfectly human, but still seen as monstrous: Quasimodo, John Merick, or the Phantom of the Opera)…
I agree, it must be frustrating. I think it’s probably easier in Yeld in some ways since there are a larger variety of body shapes and sizes. Fairies are much larger than the humanish King’s People and Vampires, and Pirates are a lot smaller. Weirder stuff like Tootherfacers come in lots of sizes. Of course not every town is going to be built to accomadate something like a Hydra, and indeed most won’t have ever seen anything like that anyway and would be rightly terrified of it. But in some ways I imagine it would be easier to be a Hydra living in a town in Yeld than a centaur or whatever living in modern New York.