Made With White Wine

Now this is a comic strip that oozes class. The dignity. The refinement. All the mind flayers are missing are some dainty napkins made of spider silk that get used once before being burned. And you just know their sanity rending mind-speak is voiced in an upper class British accent.

Now I have the weird idea of mashing up Downton Abbey and the Underdark with the lower class servants being slave thralls. The equivalent of marrying into nobility involves having a tadpole violently inserted into your skull as the worst dowry ever.