Just Peachy (Closed for Jadeknight)

[JadeKnight]

He hmmed for a moment at Peach's words, nodding as she had a point. However, that really didn't bother him. In fact, he just smiled.

"Yes, that is true, but we can't be too cautious like that. The only thing we can do is go forward and see how we get accepted. After all, being too cautious isn't going to get us anywhere."

Though there weren't any signs up, the town in front of them was called Sandpoint. They had arrived on the first day of a celebrated festival of the town called The Swallowtail Festival. There were no outward signs to signal the festival, just the variety of smells reaching their noses.

"Perhaps my beautiful pets should go first so I am not so threatening."

He grinned teasingly to them.

 

[Poprockz]

Peach shook her head- he was going to go and get them chased out of the town. Or worse, since he couldn't be chased out, the town would essentially flee from them. Chaos would ensue, and everything would be uncomfortable. However, it was his decision, so she knew she couldn't sway him otherwise.

"Sure thing." His other pet sauntered forward, taking the lead as they walked into the town. In her opinion, it was the townspeople's own fault if they fled in terror or didn't bow down to his power. It wasn't her job to make sure that the town never came into contact with things outside the scope of their imagination.

The princess sighed and walked behind Bowsette and more to the left, making it so that they were almost in a kind of side-ways triangle formation. She looked around at the town, her mouth watering as some of the smells wafted out. It was so much better being out in the open salty air rather than the mine, and at least for that, she was grateful.

 

[JadeKnight]

Most of the buildings in Sandpoint are made of wood, with stone foundations and wood shingle roofs. The majority are single story structures, with a few noted exceptions. The town is often thought of as two districts by the locals. Most of these buildings are relatively new, and the streets are open and less crowded. This section of town is also physically above the rest, situated on a level bluff overlooking the southern half of town. The majority of the town’s buildings can be found downtown, which grows increasingly crowded as available space is claimed by new arrivals. Downtown is built on a gentle slope that runs from a height of about 60 feet above sea level to the west down to only a few feet above the waterline to the east and south.
Sandpoint Harbor is a fairly deep natural harbor, 30 feet for most of its expanse, with sharply rising slopes near the shore. The languid waters of the Turandarok River wind down from the hinterlands, skirting Devil’s Platter to empty into the harbor—the river is often used to transport lumber harvested far upriver down to the local saw mill. South of town rises another bluff on which Sandpoint’s most affluent landowners have staked their claims. Only a few hundred feet north of town rises an upthrust spur of rocky land topped with a few trees—this is known now as Chop-per’s Isle, once the home to Sandpoint’s most notorious criminal. A remote outcropping accessible only by flight or by a skilled climber, locals now believe the isle to be haunted by Chopper’s ghost.The sight that strikes all visitors to Sandpoint at first is the ruins of the Old Light. The original height of this tower is unknown, but those who have studied the ancient architecture of the crumbling remains estimate it might have stood more than 700 feet tall. Today, less than a quarter of that remains. The Old Light rises from sea level and is built into the face of a 120-foot-tall cliff , the tower extending another 50 feet above that level to culminate in ragged ruins. The remaining shell is yet another reminder that neither the Chelaxians nor the Varisians are the first settlers of this land, yet apart from a few badly weathered carvings signifying that the peak of this tower once held a brilliant light, no insight to the tower’s true purpose remains.

Races of all manner can be seen gathered in the harbor town, mingling and enjoying themselves. Children run around chasing each other and a few even chase the occasionally butterflies. Although the three are noticed, there are no signs of fear upon seeing them come in. There are no screams of fear, just screams of joy from the children as they play.

The most notable building as they enter in the large cathedral just a little further down the road. A large square is there, with a very large crowding gathered as if they were waited for something to happen. A portion of a large graveyard that takes up most of the back area of the cathedral can be seen behind a stone gate to the left of the road. The road splits off to the right for a short ways before going parallel with the one they are on. The first building on their right has a pair of wooden life-sized deer, carved with painstaking care from white birch, stand astride the entrance to this three story tavern/inn.

"Shall we go where the crowd is?"

 

[Poprockz]

Peach was amazed and delighted that the town was in the middle of a festival. So many people where chatting, laughing, and singing, and it was a warmth that she would never grow tired of. The life of the town seemed to invigorate her, and the princess relaxed a little bit, a smile upon her face.

Every now and then, she would hear the phrase, "a gift for a gift?" When she would look over, she would see someone offering something, whether it be coin, food, or other object, then the other person would usually accept and give the other something from upon their person. Sometimes, when the person didn't have anything to give back, the other would ask for a dance, a kiss, or a hug.

It was all very charming, and Peach couldn't help but be grateful that the portal had sent them here.

Bowsette was enjoying what she saw as well, happy to participate in another festival, especially if it had booze. She licked her lips as she smelled the roasting meats and vegetables, looking up at the gathering and shrugging, "I'm hungry, but we can stop real quick if you want."

Princess Peach was still smiling widely, caught up in the merry vibe of the town. "Oh, I think that would be fun." They moved forward, settling at the edge of the crowd more to the right. It would be interesting to see what kind of show was about to happen.

 

[JadeKnight]

A large stage had been erected out in the middle of the square in front of the cathedral, which everyone was gathered around. The turnout for the opening speeches is quite respectable, and the four keynote speakers each deliver short but well-received welcomes to the festival. Mayor Deverin’s friendly attitude and excitement prove contagious as she welcomes visitors to town and jokes about how even Larz Rovanky, the local tanner (and notorious workaholic) managed to tear himself away from the tannery to attend, much to everyone’s but Larz’s amusement. Sheriff Hemlock brings the crowd down a bit with his dour mood, his reminder to be safe around the evening’s bonfire, and his request for a moment of silence to remember those who lost their lives in the fire that claimed the town’s previous church five years ago. Fortunately, Cyrdak Drokkus is more than up to the challenge of bringing the crowd’s mood back up with his rousing anecdotes as he delivers a not completely irreverent recap of the long process the town went through to finance and construct the new cathedral. He throws in a bit of self-promotion at the end, as is his want, inviting everyone to stop by the Sandpoint Theater the following evening to check out his new production of “The Harpy’s Curse,” revealing that the lead role of Avisera the harpy queen will be played by none other than the famous Magnimarian diva Allishanda! Finally, Father Zantus steps up give a short speech thanking everyone for coming before declaring the Swallowtail Festival underway.

After the speeches are through, Father Zantus and his acolytes wheel a large covered wagon into the square, and after recounting the short parable of how Desna first fell to earth and was nursed back to health by a blind child who she transformed into an immortal butterfly as a reward for her aid, they pull aside the wagon’s cover, releasing the thousand children of Desna—a furious storm of a thousand swallowtail butterflies that swarm into the air in a spiraling riot of color to a great cheer from the crowd. The children futilely chase butterflies, never quite quick enough to catch them.

Ragnar smiles as he listens to the speeches, finding the whole thing quite fun and interesting. This wasn't quite what he was expecting, but it was a pleasant change of things, as the ladies seemed to be enjoying themselves. A couple of butterflies land on his outstretched palm for a moment before flitting off once more. The trio do get many looks, but they are the friendly and welcoming kind.

He smiled to the ladies for a moment. "Well, since we are in the middle of a festival, why not enjoy ourselves? A little breathe of air before getting to the nitty gritty stuff."

 

[Poprockz]

Princess Peach was thoroughly enjoying the speeches. Even though she wasn't even an inhabitant of this world, some of the anecdotes made her giggle along with the crowd's boisterous laughter. She loved the crowd's energy and found herself feeling more cheerful than she had felt since Ragnar's festival. The way people smiled and laughed together made her heart burn with joy and longing.

Part of her wished that the world was like this all the time, but the other part understood why that wasn't what anyone would truly be happy with. After all, it was time apart from things that made the heart grow fonder. Speaking of, she wondered how the mushroom kingdom was faring. Hopefully the people would have stopped searching for her by now, seeing as how it was a fruitless endeavor. The thought of that made her slightly sad for a moment, but she shook her head and distracted herself with the show once more.

Ragnar's other lady watched for a while, but soon grew bored of all the talking. She didn't understand anything about this culture, and even if she did, she wasn't interested in listening to random people spout out stories and plug their own church.

However, they all watched in wonderment as the butterflies were released, Peach's eyes practically sparkling with wonder. She wished she could remember this moment forever.

Someone with ale passed by and Bowsette stopped the person. "A gift for.. a gift?" she said, hoping the phrase would get her some of that booze. The man smiled and waited for her gift. She blinked and then leaned forward, kissing him softly on the cheek and licking it slowly. He immediately turned bright red and handed her a drink.

"A gift for a gift!" He sputtered, looking a bit shy but mostly pleased until his eyes fell upon Ragnar. His face paled going from red to white, perhaps wondering if he had just encroached on the man's lady. The man nodded at Ragnar and offered him a glass also, almost apologetically.

Bowsette turned to Ragnar and winked, "I think that's a good idea. I want to play hard before I work hard. Or maybe I just want to play? Working is so dull." She took a big swig of ale and grinned.

 

[JadeKnight]

Ragnar gave a little chuckle at the man's sudden scaredness of him, just shaking his head. After all, it was just a kiss on the cheek. However, he did accept the offer of a glass of beer. He hefted it in the air for a bit of a toast before downing the meaty brown liquid in a couple of gulps.

It wasn't long before the mayor Deverin was making her way through the crowd, smiling as the auburn haired beauty of a female greeted the visitors within the crowd. She was in her forties, but her appearance put her as that of a woman in her twenties. It was easy to tell she took good care of herself. She smiled and looked at the three.

"Welcome to Sandpoint, dear visitors. I am Kendra Deverin and I am the mayor. Please feel free to enjoy yourself as long as you like. Just so you know, free food will be served from all of the taverns during the Swallowtail festival."

She did linger for a moment longer to look over Ragnar, finding his form to her liking. However she gave another smile before moving onto to greet other visitors. Ragnar chuckled softly at the attention, watching her go before looking to Peach and Bowsette.

"Well, you heard the mayor, let's do some exploring and enjoy ourselves. Food does sound like a good next step."

 

[Poprockz]

The man saw Ragnar's easygoing attitude and relaxed, grinning and nodding before taking Ragnar's empty stein and going to restock his drink tray. Bowsette raised an eyebrow at Ragnar, loving the way he simply consumed the amber liquid as though it was a little cup of juice. "I like a man that can drink me under the table." She smirked and took another drink of her beer, enjoying the bready taste of her own beverage.

When the woman approached, Peach studied her face, interested at how she had such a youthful appearance. She would have to remember to ask her what kind of lotion she used if they bumped into her again. "Thank you, it's a lovely town," Peach answered, smiling pleasantly.

Bowsette grinned and raised her glass as though toasting the woman. "Free food is all you need to buy my vote." she winked and took another drink. The woman noticed how the Mayor eyed Ragnor, but as far as she was concerned, Bowsette was his queen, and this other woman was just some old scone that he would consume and shit out when he was done.

The princess felt just a bit uncomfortable at the Mayor's appraisal, something in her very much disliking the way her eyes seemed to linger. She cleared her throat and started to fiddle with her hair, fighting the urge to frown. When they were left alone again, Peach shrugged. "I'm not that hungry."

Her counterpart eyed Peach and grinned. "Really now? I heard your stomach rumble on three separate times on the way through the tunnel and now you're not hungry? What's the matter, feeling insecure?"

Peach glared at her, not wanting to answer such a stupid question. Of course she wasn't insecure. Why would she be? The princess stomped away, heading for the nearest tavern.

 

[JadeKnight]

He gave a little chuckle at the little spat between the two, smirking. Bowsette was right, of course as he had caught the little rumbling of Peach's stomach. Plus, he was curious to see how good the food was in this town.

As Peach began to stomp away, he followed after her. He didn't want to lose sight of her just yet, so he followed close behind. The little road she had chosen to follow went straight between a handful of buildings before spliting off into a y. Not wanting them to get too lost yet, he decided it would be best to get directions.

Spotting the universal sign of a iron anvil hanging over the door of a two story building right at the corner of the y, Ragnar decided that would be the best place to go. He reached out and grabbed Peach by her shoulder to stop in her tracks. He pointed towards the building with his other hand.

"Perhaps we should get some directions in there. I doubt you want to blindly walk into every building just to find the tavern my princess."

 

[Poprockz]

Princess Peach opened her mouth and then closed it, thinking about what he said. She didn't want to admit that she was acting rashly in her anger, and that he had been the voice of reason. "I suppose that could be a good idea," Peach grumbled, her shoulders relaxing just a bit from his touch.

Having followed close to him, Bowsette was also standing next the the dragon at this point, arms crossed loosely and standing with her hip slightly out. "Come on, Peach. I don't give a shit if you're going to eat or not, but I'm fucking starving. So stop your pouting and get your tiny ass moving."

That sentence almost got Peach riled up again, but she took a breath and looked away, nodding. "Alright, let's go so you can stuff your face." She sauntered over to the smithy, opening the door and hearing the little ding of a bell that was perched at the very top of it. She held the door open for Ragnar, Bowsette following after.

 

[JadeKnight]

The building they entered into was well kept. A large open smelter was in the far corner, a roaring fire going which made the interior a little on the warm side. Next to the smelter was a large steel anvil on a wooden stump and a large trough of water a couple feet away from it. However, no one was currently working on anything. Several magnificent weapons hung on hooks in several rows from the ceiling.

There was a large wooden counter in the center of the room, on which were scattered several rolls of parchment and a couple of books. A young redheaded woman was standing behind the counter, poring over one of the parchments. She lifted her head and smiled as she greeted the three. Though she couldn't be seen from the waist down, it appeared that all she was wearing a large heavy black leather smock.

"Welcome to Savah's Armory, I am Savah. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Ragnar chuckled softly for a moment.

"As a matter of fact, we were trying to find a tavern to get a meal at."

She nodded for a moment and then began to shuffle through the parchments.

"I think I can help you there. I have a little map here somewhere. We have two tavern and inns you can choose from."

She finally pulls out one and rolls it out. Gesturing them forward, she turns the map so that it is oriented to the way they want to go. She uses a finger to point them out and moves her finger along as she speaks.

"The first one would be the The White Deer. You might have passed it if you came in from the northern most gate, here. The White Deer is marked with Two carved deer outside the door. The closetest tavern is the Cracktooth's Tavern here. (18) Our other taverns are The Hagfish (33), Two Knight Brewry (39), and Fatman's Feedbag (42). Is there anything else you need?"

Ragnar smiled and shook his head before laying a couple of gold coin on the counter. Savah took the gold and gave the map to them.

"You are welcome then. Oh, and be sure to attend the evening ceremony at the cathedral. It should be a sight to catch."

Ragnar smiled and nodded, giving the map to Peach.

"You can be the tour guide my princess."

 

[Poprockz]

Grabbing the map daintily, she looked it over carefully, wondering where they should go first. Most of the names of these places sounded a bit off-putting, so she looked at the two that sounded decent. She really liked the fact that one of them was on the water, and decided that she would like to see what that one had to offer. It was a bit of a walk, but hopefully it would be worth it.

As she was making her decision, Bowsette leaned over her shoulder and tried to see it, but ended up being distracted as she accidentally knocked over a coat of armor with a loud bang. The pack on her back was like a big turtleshell, making her movements a bit hazardous in close quarters.

Peach looked up at the noise and took one of her pouches. "We should probably put that away for now." She held it open for Bowsette.

The voluptuous koopa woman took the bag off her shoulders and let it sink disturbingly into the pouch before turning and putting the armor back up. She grinned sheepishly at the armorer, "Sorry about that, babe."

Fastening the strings of the pouch, she reattached it to her hip before pointing at the Two Knight Brewery. "I think we should go to this one. What do you think? It's on the water, has a reputable name, and we would get to see more of the city."

 

[JadeKnight]

Ragnar didn't say anything at Bowsette's actions of clumsiness, just chuckling softly. As of the moment, he was regulating himself to a passenger and letting Peach be the conductor. The woman laughed and smiled for a moment, waving a little hand at the accident.

"Don't worry about it. my works can take the beating."

She gave a wave as Ragnar did get the two moving was a little smack on the asses, Savah thanking them for their time. The best route for Peach to take them on, was a really straight line. They would take High Street for a bit till they ran into Festival Street. A few steps on Festival street would take them to Crab Street. This little street dumped them right onto River Street, which had the tavern that Peach was wanting to try, Two Knight Brewery.

There wasn't must of interest to see until they got to River Street. The first point of interest was the long building on the river that was called Sand Point Sawmill. It was noisy as they went by, as it was in full swing despite the festival that was going on. Two men could be seen, one moving logs into place so they could be cut while the other one watched. The next building of note is a large square building on the riverbank, a large wooden sign with a overflowing sack of flour hanging over the door. The two large doors are wide open, several men inside. They seem to be enjoying the festival and not working, drinking and waving to people as they pass. Across the street from the mill is an open air workshop, but no one seems to be there. They are wagon wheels all around the work shop, more unfinished than finished.

The Two Knight's Brewery is quite easy to spot, as pair of armor suits on mannequins have been setup on either side of the door.

 

[Poprockz]

Peach focused on the map most of the time, but slowed down to watch the mill-workers for a moment. One of them waved to her, and she waved back, smiling and chuckling to herself as she continued on.

"Oh my god. I feel like I just witnessed a scene from a play put on by five-year-olds." Bowsette grumbled, a bit grumpy now from the delay in getting some food. She continued to walk with her arms folded, at least grateful that the pack was now off of her back.

The princess ignored her and continued on, soon approaching the tavern and opening the door to the place. It seemed bustling, a lot of boisterous people celebrating and drinking in excess. The barmaids were running around, deftly dodging drunk patrons as they sought to deliver their booze.

"Now this looks like a good place, if a bit boring." Bowsette commented, licking her lips.

 

[JadeKnight]

Ragnar smiled as they went inside, loving the feel of the place. It was wonderful to be in the state of celebration once more. Though it was crowded, no one seemed eager yet to do any real trouble. A small band of three were playing as well, lively and upbeat music. A few of the crowd were even up and dancing with the music.

There was an old man behind the bar, cleaning a few glasses as fast as they were brought to him. He refilled them quickly, though pausing from time to time to wipe his forehead. All of the tables were full, but a couple of empty chairs were open near the band.

Ragnar flagged one of the barmaids down before giving her an order for three large mugs of ale and some food. The girl smiled and nodded, weaving her way through the crowd to grab their order. He pushed through the crowd as well, grabbing one of the empty seats.

 

[Poprockz]

The ladies made their way to the seats, the festive feeling of the tavern being positively infectious. Even Bowsette was grinning at the way the musicians played. Every now and then, they would throw in a joke or make a comical move while they played their instrument. They were the type of musicians that had the charisma to get the tavern drunkenly clapping with them at the right times.

Princess Peach was feeling very pleased with her own decision. Though it was loud near the band, she liked being near the center of activity.

Soon a barmaid came by with their drinks, setting them down before trotting away for their food. It wasn't long before their food was soon in front of them. It was fish and fried potatoes, several sauces available for dipping.

Bowsette stuffed some fried fish in her mouth and had to pant and wave her mouth to cool off, her eyes watering from the heat of the food. Though, that didn't stop her from chewing and getting it down frantically.

The other lady giggled and took a small bite of her fish. She didn't have a lot of fried foods, having more refined foods usually brought to her, but she found the fish very delicious, seemingly the best food for the occasion.

 

[JadeKnight]

Ragnar clapped right along with the music as he enjoyed it as well. Next to sex, music was great. He did enjoy eating too, but he didn't indulge as much.

He picked up his mug, drinking half of it by the time the food arrived. He mmed as he inhaled the scent of the food, his mouth watering. He took his time trying each of the sauces, finding everything to his liking. He did laugh watching Bowsette eating it while still being hot.

It wasn't long before a couple of the younger men came along to them, asking to dance the two ladies to dance.

Ragnar just smiled, having no problem with them enjoying themselves. He was even dragged into a bit of a dance himself by a couple of the barmaids who had decided to take a break.

 

[Poprockz]

Peach had glanced at Ragnor to make sure it was okay before getting up to go with the young man who had asked for her own hand in a dance. With his own looseness in regards to laying with others, she wondered if he would be upset if she laid with one of them. Although she never would unless they wooed her enough to win her heart, she wondered about it.

His other lady simply winked at him before scooting away to dance with the other man. She didn't care as much what might happen to the man, and wasn't concerned that Ragnor would turn on her. He might be angry if she strayed, but he wouldn't kill her. Besides, it might do well to make him a bit jealous, seeing as he was doing a good job at resisting her charms.

The barmaids both giggled and enjoyed themselves with him, letting his large claws twirl them around as they danced. Their cleavage wasn't modestly covered, but it wasn't enough to be whorish. They doted on him, each of them liking how tall and magnificent he looked.

 

[JadeKnight]

The young men danced with the two ladies for a little longer before some other young men cut in for a short while. They were a little drunker, but they weren't doing anything to be handsy yet. Tritoch laughed as the barmaids doted on him for a little longer before they were pulled away by two more barmaids.

All in all, it was a arousing wonderful time. However, that did come to an end as the old man called for a halt to the shin-dig for a time being. It was getting time for the evening ceremony at the cathedral and he wasn't going to miss it. There were several groans and cries of dismay, but the old man promised to get open right after. This brought cheers from everyone.

Ragnar took advantage of the chaos to find his two ladies, gathering them up. After all, he didn't want to lose track of them even with the invisible leases.

"Ladies first."

 

[Poprockz]

"Dick-wad!" was heard faintly through the crowd's groan's and cries, having come from Bowsette. She definitely wanted to continue to party, especially since she was having such a great time. The man she was dancing with definitely had a boner, and she wanted to tease him until he came in his pants.

Peach also looked a tad disappointed, but brightened up when the prospect of coming back was brought up. Although, she thought to herself that they should probably check out a couple more places as well. It wouldn't do to simply confine themselves to the first place that offered a good time. She wasn't paying attention, so when she felt Ragnor's hand on her waist, she almost pushed him away. When she realized it was him, though, she simply stood and nodded, taking out the map again as they made their way to the exit.

It didn't take a genius to figure out where they needed to go, the crowd leading them to where they needed to go for the cathedral. Peach put the map away and simply walked with them, watching the people drunkenly stumble or skip forward.

 

[JadeKnight]

The need for the map isn't really a necessity as the crowd of drunk and non drunk end up guiding the trio back to the festival grounds in front of the cathedral.

Father Zantus has taken a stand on the central podium, preparing to give the Prayer of First Dreaming. He pulls out a pair of small black thunderstones, crackling them together to get everyone's attention. A sharp retort, like the crack of distant thunder, slices through the excited crowd as the sun’s setting rays paint the western sky. A stray dog that has crawled under a nearby wagon to sleep starts awake, and the buzz of two dozen conversations quickly hushes as all heads turn toward the central podium. He clears his throat, takes a breath to speak, and suddenly a woman’s scream slices through the air. A few moments later, another scream rises, then another. Beyond them, a sudden surge of strange new voices rises—high-pitched, tittering shrieks that sound not quite human. The crowd parts and something low to the ground races by, giggling with disturbing glee as the stray dog gives a pained yelp and then collapses with a gurgle, its throat cut open from ear to ear. As blood pools around its head, the raucous sound of a strange song begins, chanted from shrill, scratchy voices.

Goblins chew and goblins bite.
Goblins cut and goblins fight.
Stab the dog and cut the horse,
Goblins eat and take by force!

Goblins race and goblins jump.
Goblins slash and goblins bump.
Burn the skin and mash the head,
Goblins here and you be dead!

Chase the baby, catch the pup.
Bonk the head to shut it up.
Bones be cracked, flesh be stewed,
We be goblins! You be food!

 

[Poprockz]

Peach had waited excitedly to hear the speech, jumping high when she heard the first scream. The shrill sound was the last thing she expected to hear in the Prayer of the First Dreaming- this seemed more like a nightmare in her opinion. However, none of this seemed planned as she saw the scared and slightly panicked faces of the rest of the citizens.

"What the fuck was that?" Bowsette wouldn't admit it, but she also flinched, looking toward the sound of the screams and frowning.

When they saw the goblins, Peach made a face of disgust, wondering what kind of disgusting beasts they were. There weren't any goblins in the Mushroom kingdom, and she had to say that they were as revolting as they were small. She had no doubt that Ragnar would protect them if anything happened, but wasn't sure if he would protect the townspeople. If he didn't she would probably have to try to help them herself.

Her counterpart seemed to have the same idea, taking out her mace and grinning. Although, her line of thinking was more along the lines of testing out her mace on the sick little fucks.

 

[JadeKnight]

To Ragnar, goblins were just a ugly little nuisance that tended to multiply like roaches when left unchecked. He spotted the dog that had been cut open, a goblin standing over it with a grin. It licked the blood from the large wicked looking dogslicer. It grinned wider as it's eyes darted around for another target. Spotting a nearby cowering woman, it let out a ear-splitting cackle before running towards the cowering woman.

Ragnar bulldozed his way through the crowd towards the goblin, meeting the little green creature halfway. He scooped up the goblin by it's small neck before launching it high into the air. It screamed once more, it's cries fading after a few seconds.

There were four more goblins near the prepared tables of food. Two of them were greedily grabbing food and stuffing their pockets with food. The other two spotted Peach and Bowsette. They yelled and screamed as they raised their knives, hopping from table to table to get to the ladies.

 

[Poprockz]

Bowsette saw the goblins heading toward them and her mace lit up with black fire, her eyes excited as she started to run to meet them. Her heavy mace was swung effortlessly, one of the goblin's heads knocked clean off his body. She swung the mace back around and squished the other goblin under her weapon with a sickening crunch. The blood splattered on her and she grinned, the glee of blood-thirsty battle apparent in her eyes. Her head turned sharply to the other two, slowly advancing toward them.

The crowd was erupting in panic, the frightened townspeople starting to flee the scene as the goblins invaded. Several people were knocked over in the throng, about to be trampled by the stampede. Princess Peach's eyes glowed slightly and she raised her arms, the people who had fallen now being protected by force-fields of blue. They quickly got to their feet and she released them, turning to see what was coming next.

It seemed likely that the goblins had been planning this raid for ages, the festival the prime time to strike and cause the most amount of fear while getting the best spoils from it.

 

[JadeKnight]

The last two goblins notice Bowsette coming towards them and shriek at her. One decided to take a bite of an apple for a moment before leaping after her, scattering plates and food everywhere. The second shrieks as well, but just begins to throw randomly pieces of dishes and cutlery at Peach.

Ragnar curls his lips for a moment as he picks up the smell of smoke and then a column of smoke rising from the southern end of the festival ground. He rushes that way, seeing a goblin of goblins have lit a wagon full of fuel for the bonfire on fire, dancing around with torches in their hands.

The small group of six scream out a battlecry before throwing the torches at him. The torches bounce harmlessly off before they run at him with their dogslicers. The blades really don't hurt him, just bouncing off his scales were the magical armor doesn't protect. He growl as he kicks a couple of them away before picking two up and smashing their heads together with a sickening crack.