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Days passed and winter made its way to San Miguel. What started with a slight cold breeze ended up in a snow storm, covering the town in bright white snow. And even after the hail stopped and the sun rose, the snow did not melt.

Winter was welcome. It was a change not made by any of the players of the board. It had a "natural thing to happen" feeling to it, something that could not be changed. Something normal, perhaps. And after the last game, normality was as welcome as hot chocolate, warm clothes and snowfights.

Had it been already 2 weeks after the Puppeteer's game? Time seemed to fly. The innkeepers did their best to keep the spirits high, and even decorated their building with all kinds of seasonal things. Of course, the magically lit path into the forest wasn't their doing, but they said nothing of it.

The invitations were sent that very morning. It was small, and simply worded.

You are invited to a Christmas party. Follow the lights into the forest. No games, just an evening to celebrate. Kind regards, Beatrice.


Everything was ready. Music, tables, food, everything was in place. And as soon as the sun set, the guests would arrive. Some confused, some wary, but they'd arrive. And they'd find a warm and cozy hall to enjoy no matter their suspicions.

The witch smiled as she lit the last candle in the enormous Christmas tree in the hall. It was time.

Let the party begin.

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Eeeep!

[There's a cute girl that have just fallen to the floor, and she is a pretty girl! She quickly stands up, fixing her clothes and looking around.]

Um... Where is this place...? I was sure that I was at Mysidia a few seconds ago! Dad is going to be mad and surely will start flaring the town when he realizes that I'm gone!

Heeeey! Is someone hereeeee? [She pauses a bit.]

Hellooooooo?



[ooc: YES, THIS IS ELLIOT'S DAUGHTER. She's not a little kid anymore! She's a good wizard, better than her father, and due her magic, she was slowly becoming Shiva. 8D I'm looking at you, Dark Sora. You know you wanna tag her.]

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