#dreaming

Things go to shit from there!

Dressed in masks that do nothing to hide their kith, the motley comes up on the couple. One Satyr had his hand on a hilt. "Well well, lovely stuff. Bet you get a lot of dross from it..."

The redcap moves from the side, towering, glaring

"Easy now, boys" Bitz says holding up a free hand. While another hand, lower, waggles fingers at his wife.

Bobbi ducks back as a troll of all things, joins his fellow raiders. And discretely presses the button under the counter marked 'HERO in the Nick of Time'

and hopes it works instead of summoning a sandwich. Nocker tech IS a bit iffy

✨ ~ * pop!* ~ ✨

A wilder appears!

Dagmar blinks in confusion, her toothbrush stilling mid-stroke against her molars.

"Oh thank goodness I was afraid it would be another sandwich" The boggan woman says then calls out, "These folks are trying to rob us"

Indeed, Dagmar can see this shop or stall is surrounded by kithain in masks. SOme have weapons out

Caught for a moment, she swallows her mouthful of toothpaste. "I... what?"

But even as she's confused, she moves her form between the couple and the masked motley.

The raiders are also confused at this newcomer, but the satyr says "This isn't any of your concern, lady. We're just getting a bit of tribute that's due us."

Gwydion-dar doesn't need clean molars to work. PING

"Oh, you really shouldn't have lied to me...." A sad shake of her head, and she cracks her knuckles.

"Uhm, there's five of us, one of you... you ain't armored" the troll raider observes

Of course she might have something that makes 'armoring up' easy

BOOM. An accompanying crack of thunder with the gesture, and she activates her gauntlet - green and gold shining plate encasing her!

Case in point!

That causes them to stumble back

Bitz beams "Oh you've done it now, fellas. We clearly got a grade A champ here. I'd back the furk off if I were you," An aside to Dagmar "Can't thank you enough for going along with this. I was worried for the missus." true

Luckily, big girls have long arms - she she swings a steel-jacketed fist at the closest jaw.

The redcap did not have his mouth open, so this works fine! Not like Dagmar hasn't fought redcaps before. And if Dirk were here he'd warn the idiot just how hard Dagmar can hit. He's not, so the guy learns the hard way as Dagmar's gauntled hook punch drives the guy to his knees in one abrupt shot!

"I would suggest you take your leave, gentlemen."

The satyr stabs at her in response, only to find that is really good armor, as it skids off the surface of it

"Shit" He mutters

Bitz and Bobbi seem to have ducked behind the counter

She picks up the satyr and THROWS him.

(Yeet!)

Well, THAT is just spectacular. Here in the Dreaming, even if it isn't that far in the dreaming, troll might goes a bit further and... Dagmar is already a powerhouse even among her kith. Fueled by Oaths and duty, honed by hard training and excercise, AND... as a champeen discus chucker.... well... the satyr gives a Wilhielm scream and is cast far far away...

The troll foe, well, his protective instincts ARE there, and he calls out "Hornswaggle, baby! I got you!" And chases off after

And that just causes the others to bolt period, fleeing

Dagmar looks for any additional threats, adrenaline roused.

Unless she wishes to give pursuit, her buzz may end up frurstrated as they're all fleeing. The redcap a bit closer as he had to get back up to his feet before running

"Want me to shoot him with our Palooka Bazooka?" Bobbi offers kindly. It would appear they were getting one out

HUFF. Snort. Stamp!

"And STAY out!" Bitz calls out after

"Alright, what the hell?"

"I'm Bitz, and this lovable ditz with the bazooka is Bobbi, love of my life" The Nocker says sounding more and more like a circus barker as he goes on "Welcome to Bitz and Bobs: Pop Culture and Whimsy repurposed and preserved. "We're operating in the area for a limited time! A sale on all items. Gleaned from the vanilla, and repurposed to thrill ya! "

One eyebrow creeps north.

"We ordered a hero, the button delivered " Bobbi smiles as she puts the bazooka away

"Sure... see here" Bitz shows her the button on the inside of the counter to look at "We press this, and woosh... it's either a champion who might protect honest folk like us, or a sandwich"

A groan. "A hero."

"Hey, fifty fifty isn't so bad when your balls are to the wall with some brigand" Bitz says "Look, you did us a good turn. We'll give you one of these items at a big discount..."

She eyes the table.

"Bitzy bunny..." The boggan tuts "What did we say about this?"

The nocker sighs "A REALLY big discount. Wife believes those who help the needy should be rewarded when they're not pishers like her"

"Encourages good thinking" Bobbi nods

"I... see." She taps her wrist, and the armor recedes.