I. "I'm on an adventure!" the blond stick figure.... person(??) said, his thin black arms thrown high in the air. He spun around to look at everything. That was fun. So he spun around some more, and some more, and some more. Until he landed on the ground, grinning like the idiot he is. Then he finally did look around. "Wow. Nice art upgrade. Cool castle. All two of it." Someone might still be a little dizzy.

"Wait! Art upgrade!" he jumped to his feet. Almost failed. Didn't seem to notice. He looked down at himself excitedly, then his shoulders slumped. "Just to the background? I guess that makes sense. You don't have to draw it as often," he said, doing his duty as Bard to give the exposition new readers might need if they just stumbled across the webcomic now. It was a standard task whenever there was downtime between adventures. "But I'm still me, thin stick figure arms, three fingered hands, straight line sw... where is my sword?" His mismatched eyes went wide with little lines around them to show his alarm.

"Um, excuse me, someone forgot to draw my sword! I mean, I know, I'm supposed to draw my sword, but how can I draw my sword if no one has drawn my sword?" He looked at the nearest person. "Do you know how many good puns I am wasting, with no sword to get my point across?!"