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Cyber Tavern Tales #12: Web Servers in 2026

Three-panel comic. Panel 1: A three-headed hydra stands in front of a locked tavern door. One head proudly unrolls a long scroll labelled “CVE-2026-31337”: “A brand-new exploit, published this morning!” Panel 2: The sleepy middle head holds up a key, next to the flipped-up doormat: “Or we use the key under the doormat.” Panel 3: The nervous head nudges the door with its snout and it swings open, revealing a room full of treasure chests labelled “Customer data” and “Passwords”: “… it’s not even locked.”

Cyber Tavern Tales #11: Haste

Four-panel comic. Panel 1: A little dragon casts a sparkling spell on a treasure-chest mimic, which grins with excitement: “Haste! Now you’re twice as fast!” Panel 2: The mimic opens its toothy mouth wide to gobble up a pile of floating items, labelled “Frameworks”, “Pop-ups”, “Chatbot”, “Trackers” and “Ads”: “Twice as fast? Then I can carry twice as much!” Panel 3: The mimic, stuffed to bursting and sweating, is overtaken by a snail. The dragon, disappointed: “… it’s exactly as slow as before.” Panel 4: The owlbear cub asks: “Why is it still slow?” The owlbear: “They just don’t care.”

Cyber Tavern Tales #10: Stolen Fire

Four-panel comic. Panel 1: A gelatinous cube grimly tries to make fire with a fire plow, rubbing a stick along a grooved board next to a cold fire pit. Panel 2: While the cube is still plowing, a little dragon lights the fire pit with one breath of fire. Panel 3: The cube, waving its stick at the dragon: “You’re taking away my craft!” The dragon scratches its head. Panel 4: The cube sulks with its stick and board next to the burning fire. The owl: “They took nothing. The sticks are still yours.”

Cyber Tavern Tales #9: Twenty Years

Three-panel comic. Panel 1: A gelatinous cube stands on a ladder next to a huge three-headed hydra wearing a collar labelled “Social Media”, with a small “16+” plaster on one head. The cube: “Twenty years, but we did it!” Panel 2: A pseudodragon looks at a little metal golem with an “AI” tag walking by: “And that one?” The cube: “We don’t want to stifle innovation!” Panel 3: The owlbear, next to the hydra: “Funny. That’s how this one got so big.”

Cyber Tavern Tales #8: The New Compiling

Three-panel comic. Panel 1: A gelatinous cube shouts at a pseudodragon and a blink dog, who are fighting with wooden swords: “Hey! Get back to work!” Panel 2: The pseudodragon, without stopping the duel: “Our agents don’t need our input right now.” Panel 3: The cube, deadpan: “Oh. Carry on.”

Cyber Tavern Tales #7: The Hard Part

Three-panel comic. Panel 1: A cheerful blink dog to the owlbear: “AI writes all the code now. The hard part is done!” Panel 2: A little owlbear cub asks: “So now you finally have time to talk to your users?” The dog mutters: “… the users?” Panel 3: The owlbear, next to the cub: “Took us fifty years and a robot to rediscover the user.”

Cyber Tavern Tales #6: Busywork

Four-panel comic. Panel 1: A blink dog teleports in, sparkles trailing behind it, to a little dragon: “Sorry, jumping in from the sync!” Panel 2: The dog teleports in again, this time to a treasure chest monster: “Sorry, jumping in from the alignment!” Panel 3: The dog, looking tired, teleports in to a bored gelatinous cube that is dozing off: “Sorry, jumping in from the pre-meeting for the alignment!” Panel 4: The owl asks: “So what did you decide today?” The dog, puzzled: “Decide?”

Cyber Tavern Tales #5: Built by Friday

Three-panel comic. Panel 1: A cheerful dog: “With AI, we can build everything! Shop, app, CRM … done by Friday!” A little dragon: “Everything?!” Panel 2: The owl: “Sure you can build it. But can you maintain it?” The dog thinks: “… main-what?” Panel 3: Caption: “Three months later …” The little dragon scratches its head next to a three-headed hydra: “Every time I fix one bug, two new ones grow back!”

Cyber Tavern Tales #4: The Billable Hour

Three-panel comic. Panel 1: A cheerful dog: “Supervising AI agents is hard mental labor! 1.000 € an hour, minimum!” An owl listens. Panel 2: The owl: “Interesting. So the more of the work the AI does … the more expensive you get?” The dog mutters: “… when you say it like that, it sounds stupid.” Panel 3: The owl: “The game was always about results, kid.”

Cyber Tavern Tales #3: Free Migration

Three-panel comic. Panel 1: A treasure chest monster holds up a rising chart: “Put all your data in me. Migration is free!” A little dragon claps its claws: “Free? Deal!” Panel 2: Caption: “One year later …” The dragon scratches its head: “We’d like to move on. Can we have our data back?” The chest, sly: “Of course! The export fee is just 40.000 €.” Panel 3: The dragon sits dejected next to a small, nervous chest. The owl: “Next time, pick an open-source chest. Now stand back, this one might splinter.”

Cyber Tavern Tales #2: Footprint vs. Handprint

Four-panel comic. Panel 1: A treasure chest monster holds up a rising chart next to a flip chart showing CO₂ −30 %: “Big news! We cut our footprint by 30 %!” A little dragon claps its claws: “Wow, so green!” Panel 2: An owl asks: “Nice. And what’s your handprint?” The chest, nervous: “Our … hand … print?” Panel 3: The owl explains: “Footprint is the harm you avoid. Handprint is the good you actually create.” The chest squints at it. Panel 4: The chest, sweating: “I don’t have hands.” The owl facepalms.

Cyber Tavern Tales #1: Hype vs. Denial

Four-panel comic. Panel 1: A treasure chest monster sticks out its tongue and shouts: “Claude runs my whole life now. EVERYTHING!” A nervous gelatinous cube full of office supplies replies: “Uhm … you let it? AI is a privacy nightmare!” Panel 2: The chest, annoyed: “Privacy? Who cares, I have the POWER now!” An unimpressed owl: “Great. One leak and someone else gets to be you.” Panel 3: The cube smiles smugly between its paperwork and stamps. The owl asks it: “And you think you can keep that job of yours without using AI?” Panel 4: Chest and cube stare in shock, both thinking: “Oh shit.”

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