[Event] Pumpkiller

[npcsofmana]

Who: A very big and magical Jack-O-Lantern and you
What: A giant pumpkin is trying to take over Domina... or something like that.
Where: West Domina, past the residential area
When: Day 33
Other: Likely some violence. Check the post for more info and ask any questions here.




At least, that's what the usual mail pelican is frantically squawking about on the front steps of home with her feathers going everywhere as she flaps her wings.

And.... there are some very disconcerting dark clouds gathering around Domina that haven't yet started intruding on the sky around Home. Perhaps this merits some checking out.

To those that venture forth, they'll notice that Domina is eerily quiet as they step into it from the road. Both Domina's tavern and inn seem empty, which is a strange thing in itself. Anyone who's visited the town regularly will have noticed that those two places, for good reason, are often the most lively places in town.

Just where has everyone gone....?

Comments

[soldiernanny]

[By now, he's seen enough to expect pretty much anything.

That doesn't mean he expects to see the Judge carrying a pumpkin passenger, zipping on by as he dispatches another small pumpkin. They're not terribly frightening, not after what he'd dealt with previously.

It takes him a second chance, the Judge zipping around the outskirts as he is, before Gremio can set aside his axe fast enough to catch the... well, probably the pumpkin, since it's a slightly larger target.]

What in the name of... [He's seen the Judge around, naturally. But to think the cat came all the way out here? He didn't expect that. His Stinger Bug is still hanging out by his side, too small to be a real help but happy to be out (and mobile enough to dodge any unsightly pumpkin vines). Give him a moment while he just... extricates these vines from your countenance, sir catte.]

[chattychat]

[With the pumpkin caught, so is the Judge since the vines are still clinging to him, and he jolts with a surprised yowl. Once he’s realized what’s happening, however, he quickly twists in place to address Gremio.]

My capability towards destructive abilities is diminished to a considerable amount, so woe to the travesty which befell me in the form of this vegetative foe and all its deplorable colors!

[soldiernanny]

[Oh. He's so talkative... Gremio blinks once at the words, but not really at the fact that it's a talking cat; even before Domina, he'd lived in a world where entire swaths of strange creatures could talk. He hasn't met the talking sword yet, but even still.]

I had quite noticed that. Give me a moment. Ah... and sorry about the abrupt stop. [He's so kindhearted, someone stop him. But he's quick about dislodging the pumpkin and letting the Judge get back to the ground, ignoring the way it tries to cling to him before just... dispatching it.

He does feel a little bad. But maybe they can also use it for pumpkin pie.....]

[chattychat]

[Free of his gourd attacker, the Judge immediately starts to clean himself of anything that’s been left clinging to his skin.]

My thanks for your courageous assistance. These ghoulish gourds are revolting down to their very fibrous roots.