Mooretoons

PANEL ONE: Knob, Fiona and Fernis set up barricades on the road in front of the stone wall in front of Fetch’s house. Fiona is shouting orders to a pair of refugees carrying logs. In the foreground a couple of suburban neighbors approach the red gate.

FIONA: Face them logs against the wall! We need reinforcements!
BOB WOMAN: Hi, is this the brewfest?

PANEL 2: Knob speaks to the suburban couple. The woman is an elf with a bob haircut, a cardigan, and capris pants. The man is a goblin in cargo shorts and a tee shirt that reads “IPA lot when I drink.”

KNOB: Aw, sorry, ma’am. We had to call the brewfest off. An army of the undead is coming to attack us, see.
BOB WOMAN: Oh, my. That’s just awful.
IPA MAN: What? No beer?

PANEL 3: Knob speaks to the woman as another neighbor, a plump elf woman in a sunhat in large sunglasses, approaches.

KNOB: Yeah, the king blames us for that mess with Scotty Monroe’s condos. He’s set to punish us.
BOB WOMAN: But you’re such nice neighbors!
IPA MAN: Good brewers, too!
SUNHAT WOMAN: Where’s the beerfest?

PANEL 4: IPA Man and Bob woman speaks to Sunhat Woman as another neighbor, a granny type and an older elf man in polo shirt arrives, carrying a growler.

IPA MAN: Canceled! By orders of the king!
SUNHAT WOMAN: King? What king?
BOB WOMAN: Finvarra, he says. Over them stupid condos. He blames the brewers!
GRANNY: What? Nonsense! They’re quiet and keep to themselves.
POLO SHIRT MAN: Canceled? But I wanted to refill me growler with that hefeweizen.

PANEL 5: The neighbors talk to one another.

IPA MAN: Have you tried the stout? It’s got a chocolatey flavor.
POLO SHIRT MAN: Oh, the missus loves that one she does.
GRANNY: I have a small glass every supper.
SUNHAT WOMAN: Sod the king!
BOB WOMAN: Sod the undead! Sod the condos.

PANEL 6: Knob smiles, speaking to Fiona.

KNOB: I think we found your reinforcements.