Queen of Wands - Setting and Storyline

Setting and Storyline

Queen of Wands follows the lives of Kestrel, Felix, and Shannon, three friends who have been living together in Denver for about four years. Felix and Shannon are married, while Kestrel is single but looking. The three friends have an extensive history, with plenty of personal demons to work out. These problems from the past frequently form the basis of comic plotlines. Usually, a plotline defines the focus of a group of strips; for instance, Kestrel dating Seamus, Felix taking the group to meet his parents, or Shannon becoming pregnant.

Queen of Wands has a close relationship with R. K. Milholland's comic Something Positive. There have been several "crossover" plotlines, usually published simultaneously in both comics and sharing characters from each strip. The day after Queen of Wands ended, Kestrel was run over by a car in the background of Something Positive. Aeire made no comment about whether this apparent death was canon, and many fans took it as a metaphorical statement about the comic's ending, or as Milholland's blunt response to speculation that Kestrel would join the cast of Something Positive. Other comic artists followed Milholland's lead in noting the end of Queen of Wands, with characters from Checkerboard Nightmare driving the car, and a subsequent appearance of Kestrel in the afterlife in Irregular Webcomic!

On November 30, 2005, the speculation ended when Kestrel joined the cast of Something Positive. It has been implied that she spent most of the time in the hospital, and many speculate she was in a coma. It has also been hinted that S*P character Avagadro was the driver who hit her, making the Checkerboard Nightmare theory questionable.

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