| With a little encouragement and a healthy dose of sugary treats, the Eve Owls fly off into the distance, crying out for their master. Within a few hours, they return, leading an old man in a green cloak.
The locals gather around him, lifting him over their heads and cheering. |
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Santa Greensleeves has arrived safely, thanks to you! We owe you a debt of gratitude.
We’ve got two of our beloved Santas now, but Father Snow still has yet to arrive. Please stay with us and make sure everything goes as planned. |