AUTHOR UNKNOWN PART 2 begins Monday
Thank you to the incredible Nick Roche (SCARENTHOOD, TRANSFORMERS, SPIDER-MAN: RENEW YOUR VOWS) for this this beautiful cover. Nick’s drawing (and superb colours) made me think of the late, great Richard Sala, so I tried to letter it as he might have done. See you on Monday for the second half of the crossover.
They will possess Shelley? OH NO! Fortunately Penrose has the cure.
+3 Axe of Divine Intimidation. Requires a saving throw vs. shame and guilt.
I’m… not sure Lottie’s entirely comfortable working with a man who wields an axe…
Same, and Rev. Penrose isn’t exactly the delicate type.
I didn’t know Richard Sala had died. I’m a year late to be devastated.
His death definitely influenced my desire to be as productive as possible in uncertain times. I loved his work.
Just a wonderful artist. I have a page of Peculia original art, and I’m devastated that we’re never going to get more from him.
What are they doing to poor Shelley, anyway? She should really learn to stay away from anyone who connects her to any kind of prophesy. It never ends well.
My guess is that they’ve got Shelley acting as a vessel for their deep sea Eldrich horror from the Tibkins book.
They’ve just given her a peppermint, and it was stronger than she expected.
I really hope that is the storyline
Gotta say that there’s quite a collection of expressive hands in the illustration.
Careful with that exotropia, Shelley! They say if you make funny faces like that, it just might stick!
Squeeeee!!! Also, EEEeeeeeekkk!!!!
The Rev’s face in this image puts me in mind of Omni-Man from “Invincible”.
I’m not saying that this implies the amount of bloodshed to come. Just sayin’.
The shadows make the good reverend look extra menacing.
Shelly appears to be executing the “act bat-sh’t crazy enough and maybe they will let you go” trick.
You mean she’s… basically just being herself?
My mother told me many wise things, but the wisest was to never say “executing” around a man with a giant battleaxe.
Lottie is… Shaggy?
Zoinks Reverand! Like, let’s get outta here!
A Charlotte Grote and Nancy Drood team-up… ah, what might have been.
A grim situation, but at least the axe is nice and shiny.
So much happening here, along four different planes of action, and it would have been so easy for this to have been a jumbled mess — and instead it all comes together beautifully. My hat’s off to Mr. Roche.
I daresay that its at times like this that Shelley had really wished she’d listened to what her mother had to say.
“Shelley; did you become a zombie again? You have to tell me if you’re a zombie.”