Penumbra Faire

On Saturday, Frost Wren and I went to the Penumbra Faire at Enumclaw for Alexander's birthday. Frost dressed up as a knight and Wren wore his dragon outfit. It was bitterly cold, the wind felt as if it had blown straight from the glaciers on Rainier and the steel grey skies were an appropriate counterpoint to all the hand forged armor and chainmail. Unfortunately the faire lacked roasted chestnuts, soup, hot mead and slabs of roast pig but was otherwise realistic and entertaining.

Two events were exciting. One was jousting on horseback and the other was shooting arrows at a troll. The troll was a large man dressed in chainmail and a formidable black helmet which obscured his face. The bows were small and loosely strung which lowered the odds of hitting him, plus he jumped and dodged despite his size. At a quiet moment he walked over to us and took off his helmet revealing realistic looking pig tusks coming from his lower jaw.

Wren was horrified, his reaction worsened by a wench-friend-of-troll who told him that The Troll Eats Babies for Breakfast.

Wren started crying and said he had to go away. The Troll, remaining in role, tried to ameliorate the situation by saying he was full. That made Wren feel even more worried and the rest of the morning he kept saying "not go back there to troll!"

Here are some pictures of the event.

Frost and Zephyr watch Jousting

Alex aims at the Troll

Frost Meets the Lost Boys

Frost, Isaac, Matthew and Zephyr

Wren speaks chicken (in our neighborhood)