Oh right, Sunday still didn’t knew Mojo’s name…
And yup, Eshu and Angie knew each others. From a long time ago…
Oh right, Sunday still didn’t knew Mojo’s name…
And yup, Eshu and Angie knew each others. From a long time ago…
Quite strangely, during the first run of the comics, a few readers hadn’t noticed that that werewolves didn’t had a tail until this page.
It’s ‘normal’ in this story, it came from a legend (Slavic or Baltic, I’m not sure) about witches able to take a wolf’s shape, their lack of tails revealing their witchy nature.
They are bickering, that mean she’s ok.
Yes, Eshu and Ulf hates each others too.
Well ,besides Gui and it depends on the time, I think everyone hate Ulf.
No joke, but I think Ulf is the only one with a self preservation instinct in the Bayou…
They nearly got caught…
I’m warning you, it’s not going to be pretty…
Yeah, he is still not fully extinguished. Nancy is 100% on the job right now, but she will probably need to get her kids to help.
(She has 5 more)
Yeah, the Witcher has no filter, but well, he is the boos and immortal, he don’t give a shit about politeness.
Aaaaaaand, he doesn’t have eyelids anymore. Again, would say Nancy.
He is taking it rather well, doesn’t he?
That? This is not a good new for Sunday.
Here it come…
I don’t quite like his scheming expression here…
Sometimes, Ulf forget the Witcher can pick him up and throw him across the room.
The reminder is often painful.
Proof that Ulf isn’t in his right mind, he is worrying about his ‘kids’.
Sometimes, I wish I took more time to develop Nancy’s character…
Angie can’t touch unconsecrated ground or else, she break. Staying in he graveyard and the living flesh of her dad in her mojo are the reasons why she survived both his death and the passage of time.
Please, note that no goat has been hurt during the creation of this comics.
Everything is fine, there is just a very powerful Loa seated at the table.
Everything’s fine.
Ah, look like the Deus Ex Machina has a bug…
All Here Be Voodoo’s theology (spiritology?) in a page.
Sunday: No.
Mojo: NO!
Baron, respectfully: NO!!!!
It was so weird drawing a page with an emotional Sunday…
That being said, Mojo need to learn how to make a hug last.
Sunday is SO PROUD of her little psychopath…
At least, everyone agree about NOT giving any idea to Sunday.
(Bonus game: Did anyone guessed which legend it was?)
Ah, there is still ONE responsible adult around Sunday !
It must have been part of the small lines on the contract Pif didn’t sign…
Note to self: Never argue with the Boss….
Here is what happen when your the team’s responsible one, Eshu…
I wouldn’t want to seem mean towards my own characters, but Eshu fell for it, hook line and sinker…
Everything will be fine, Pif, you have everything under control, I swear…
Pif, you’d should have kept your mouth shut this time…
Puppy is a canine (ok, a magical canine ) but sometimes, she still act like a cat.
This chapter has a rough start…
A big shock was needed but… meet Virginia.
I’ll be honest, I completely forgot this started that rough…
Pif is having the weirdest day of his life right now…
Who else want to hug Whis really really hard?
That comeback remind me something…
Let’s break the cutie: The return
Awwwww…
Meanwhile, at the Dead Tree…
Trez, in all his glory.
Tremble Witcher ! The Dolls Army is marching upon thee !
This place is the secondary cemetery, the Damned’s Rown where Pif put Unresting, werewolves and others slaves of the Witcher he and Angie kills or find dead in the Bayou.
Even if he doesn’t have the authorization to bury them in the cemetery, Pif doesn’t like leaving them without a proper tomb.
Ulf is an utter bastard, I’m first in line to say it and I created him that bad, but his pack mean a lot for him? They are his children.
And Pif mayyyy be in danger now.
I was going to do a ‘nose to nose’ joke but…
Yeah, sorry Pif.
Ah, right, errr, oops?
Merry Christmas !!!
What?
Are you mad at me?
That’s a very good curse, good job, Baron !
Yeah, supernatural isn’t really Ulf’s thing…
Ah, the two new wolves are Bear (the fair one, named that way because he ran nose first into a bear he was racking) and Swallow (the dark one, because she is a fast runner).
The noose is tightening…
Ulf try to tell Gui what she should do? That ain’t gonna end well, I tell you…
Fun fact: the french onomatopoeia for a horse gallop is ‘tagada tagad’.
I really can’t take it seriously…
Sunday ! Watch in front of you when you’re driving !
For those who worry about Pedro, don’t. He will be fine.
Now, Sunday and the dolls, that’s another story…
Between having a werewolf running after you or climbing after you, I don’t know which is worse…
Oh… Jinx…
Yeah, well, if you were made of linen, cotton, and only the loas know whatever else, you wouldn’t like being wet either !
Yeah, Ulf and Eshu know each others and already threaten to dance on the other’s grave…
So… there… she know.
Poor Eshu has to be the responsible adult…
And that’s how, three years ago, Sad got the ‘scar’ on her face.
And yup, she use her hair to make the Little Brothers.
Sad, that was a calculated risk and you are AWFUL at math !
Meanwhile, in the graveyard…