Merunga travels where-so-ever whim takes her. The caravan that she keeps is a collection of monsters and secrets, a hoard captured, stolen, and bought. None in the caravan know where they are going next, or what they will find along the way, Merunga's reasons are known only to herself.
From a distant island, now gone beneath the waves, the Traveler goes hither and thither with his wagon, acquiring strange items that capture his interest.
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That’s proper ears on display. Compare it to 2 strips further… (sorry, I’m going backwards in time due to comment issues)
I like my consistently inconsistent ears. I only ever draw the insides when I’m not sure where to work on the page next and just want to keep moving.