Good Hearted Festivities 2

The goblins rearranged their district at a frightening pace. He blinked once, and there was a swarm of green and blue around him. He blinked twice, and a festival was starting; more and more goblins appeared out of nowhere to join in the festivities.

Kyrie never joined any big festivities outside of New Year's Eve, and Christmas. It was strange to see so many people appear, especially at the top floor of the Snowsaint, where buildings looked like buildings, even if only because it was their tip.

It was a precarious situation to be in, but it was better than being open in the storm. Supernatural beings were a step above in endurance and resilience to survive this deadly cold that could kill a person in minutes.

The small, the big, the more humanoid ones like Gerald's wife… it dazed him a little. Despite the cold and snow, they managed to make bonfires; he didn't know how, but they were able to… 'Maybe a connection to a Wonderland?'