Jackdaw & Peacock: Council for Regional Accreditation & Propriety

Chapter 1, Page 3: Meanwhile in the Lord Provost's office. Full descriptive transcript available below.

Comic Transcript: Chapter 1, Page 3

Overview & Visual Setting

A six-panel watercolor comic set inside a cluttered, grand academic office. An administrator—the Lord Provost—is interrupted by an assistant with news that official inspectors have arrived, prompting an intimidating visit from uniformed officers.

Panel 1

Caption Box (Top Left):

Meanwhile…

Visual Description: A wide shot of an ornate library office filled with bookshelves, statues, and papers strewn across the floor. An assistant in an orange blazer stands near a large wooden desk where an older man with round glasses—the Lord Provost—is sitting.

Panel 2

Visual Description: Close-up inside the office. The assistant in the orange blazer speaks while standing over the desk. The Lord Provost holds a hand to his temple with a stressed expression.

Assistant:

“Lord Provost, the inspectors from the Council for Regional Accreditation and Propriety are here.”

Lord Provost:

“Oh, sweet Saint Apophänie. Already?”

Panel 3

Visual Description: A group of five uniformed officials stands outside in the hallway, seen through an open doorway labeled PROVOST. Lead officers wear elaborate military-style hats with feathers and sashes, while junior officers stand behind them in blue caps. A circular inset panel zooms in on the Lord Provost’s anxious face as he speaks.

Lord Provost:

“I suppose I don’t have any choice. You’d better send them in….”

Panel 4

Visual Description: Close-up of the lead inspector, Captain Duco, wearing a heavily decorated military uniform with a large feathered hat, gold epaulets, a colorful sash, and glasses.

Captain Duco:

“Lord Provost…”

Panel 5

Visual Description: Medium close-up of the Lord Provost sitting in a high-backed red chair, sweating nervously and looking up in shock as the delegation enters his office.

Lord Provost:

“Captain Duco. Has it been five years already? I could have sworn we still had a year…”