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| Gnerkgzorp the Goblin King |
It was time to cut a deal with Gnerkgzorp, the Goblin King. Now, Elves and Goblins don't always get along, kind of like brothers and sisters. When the sun goes down however, they're all still Fae-folk so sometimes they work together...
...and so Gnerkgzorp the Goblin King said to Amethina the Fairy Queen, "If you help with my Goblin Parade, and make a loud ruckus noise, I'll cast a spell on Wotan to make him do our bidding."
Yelling and whooping isn't very dignified, but the agreement was struck and the Goblin Parade ensued. Elflings and sprites, goblins, gnomes, and fae of all kinds both light and dark marched all through the fair.
Horns were blaring, rattles shaking, woodwinds piped and voices hollered. It was a rumpus to behold indeed!
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| Parade Dancing (Photo: Chris Yetter) |
Just as the wild ruckus was coming to an end, Wotan began to feel dizzy, "What's going on here? Why do I feel...hey! I was under a spell! Oooh, you glittery gnats, I'll smash you all! I want the Queen!"
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| Queen's Champion blocks Wotan's mallet! (Photo: Iris Thiel) |
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| Did you see that? A giant bear head! (Photo: Iris Thiel) |
"Oh no, my valiant Champion!" cried the Amethina turning away with an indignant huff. "You cheated to win - Just like a filthy barbarian...."
Much to everyone's surprise Wotan had used a giant magical bear head to reduce the Champion into a crumpled pile on the ground, lain in defeat.
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| Wotan capturing Thorne! (Photo: Richard Doyle) |
Now that Wotan had the two ladies captive, he had to think about what to do with them...
...and think...
...and think...
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| Yarrrrr! Lemme at them fairy wings! (Photo by: Richard Doyle) |
In short order, they plucked the wings off the two faeries to prevent them from escaping by air. Next, they unceremoniously placed a Cold Iron shackle on each of the their arms.
As everyone knows, Cold Iron is the bane of all Fae, stealing their magic powers away from them and robbing them of their glamour.
Pirates, always having an eye for riches, decided that they were going to hold the the Fairy Queen and her lady Thorne for ransom. The price? A trove of Goblin Fruit, enough for the crew, that is good for making a pirate impervious to at least one stabbing out on the high seas.
In Her most royal and magnanimous grace (and recalling that Thorne was a very amusing jester to the Queen's Royal Fool), Mary Queen of Scots beneficently agreed to set a basket by her throne for the collection of such fruits.
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| Thorne tickling Calabash, Queen Mary's Fool with a feather (Photo: Chris Yetter) |
After the last joust on Sunday, it was her promise to deliver them to the Pirates when the ransom price was reached...
