|Such a peaceful area|
|Good Samaritan Laws Are Crap|
|Date Published||Wednesday, June 26th, 2002|
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Baphomet goes on a rampage and the Light Warriors discuss Prontera's history.
|Just outside the gates of Prontera.|
|Villagers||(Off panel) My arms are sliced off and now he's going after you!|
ARRRRGH, he's stabbing me!
Tsk, well I told you!
Penny, Peter, Paul, Pjoe! Run for it!
|Black Mage||(Massive "ARRRRRRGH!" in the background behind Black Mage) Wait a second. What the hell kind of name is "Pjoe" anyway?|
|Villagers||I told you to run, why didn't you ru-GHKKKK!|
|Red Mage||Well, it's quite simple, really.|
Or rather, it would be simple to anyone with the Lore: Local History or Area Knowledge: Cornerian States skills.
Or, in lieu of those skills per se, perhaps the Jack of All Trades merit.
|Red Mage||Prontera was founded by the "P-ans."|
It's been a Pronteran tradition to give their children P-names so they wouldn't forget their exodus.
But after 500 years, I guess it's just a tradition people follow without thinking about it.
|Villagers||Look out, he's using laser eye beams!|
But we haven't invented lasers yet!
|Villagers||(KZZZZAT sound) YEAAAURGH!|
|Baphomet||Enough! This method of killing weak, fleshy sacks is too inefficient. I must destroy this wretched city of Prontera and all who dwell in it so that I may be certain that the Light Warriors are no more. Therefore, I shall transform my very essence into raw obliteration to ensure victory!|
|Baphomet||I can only hope those four warriors outside the city gates were telling the truth, else my ultimate sacrifice will be for naught!|
|Thief||Now would be a good time to run for our lives.|