<!– Global site tag (gtag.js) – Google Analytics –>
<script async src=”https://www.googletagmanager.com/gtag/js?id=UA-22856846-2″></script>
<script>
window.dataLayer = window.dataLayer || [];
function gtag(){dataLayer.push(arguments);}
gtag(‘js’, new Date());
gtag(‘config’, ‘UA-22856846-2’);
</script>
<!– Global site tag (gtag.js) – Google Analytics –>
<script async src=”https://www.googletagmanager.com/gtag/js?id=UA-22856846-7″></script>
<script>
window.dataLayer = window.dataLayer || [];
function gtag(){dataLayer.push(arguments);}
gtag(‘js’, new Date());
Starting February 1st ALL new Exiern pages will post ONLY to Exiern.com and Our Patreon. Please read and support us there!
Swords, Sorcery, And Then Some!
Howdy, New Readers! Thanks for reading Exiern!
Written by Scott T. Hicken with art by Antipus, the comic updates Mondays. Please check out the Archive to enjoy the earlier adventures of Typh and Peonie!
Exiern contains mature themes and is best for readers 18+.
Puts me in mind of Peonie when Typh casually mentioned that, having learnt to read, she now knew what the writing on that shirt Peonie helped her pick out meant…
Be a Producer!Your name/title with an optional SFW hyperlink will be posted prominently HERE following the close of the month! You’ll also receive monthly mailings from Exiern’s author, Scott T. Hicken!
“That punch proved I really don’t have to pull mine.” OR “You just earned my respect. Prepare to be pulverised.” This really amuses me! 😀
Captain “Bring me my brown pants! Never mind, I seem to now be wearing them!!”
Love the posing on this page. Really brings a sense of speed and motion to the first two panels.
Well.
THIS is going to hurt.
It’s not polite to hit a woman… first
For one thing, it means that they started it, another, you now know how hard to ‘return serve’ 😛
I look forward to the rest of this fight.
Six months of this scene! Enought with the framing get back to the story.
This is the f!!!!!g story, just because it’s not the story you want to read
Her “UH-OH” says it all…
Puts me in mind of Peonie when Typh casually mentioned that, having learnt to read, she now knew what the writing on that shirt Peonie helped her pick out meant…