Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for June 20, 2015

Transcript:

Tyr: Until I have all the money to pay my tab, I shall grant you a display of sorcery! As a Norse god, I can view the rifts between planes of reality, and reach through those rifts to conjure treasure! And behold! I sense a dimensional rift right now! And from it I can draw forth... a shiny quarter! Bartender: Hey, whaddya know, my Uncle Donnie was a Norse god, too...