You’ve been out quite late this evening in the Woods, with your Original goal being the task of collecting firewood for your home. Until you were met with the News of a Blizzard advancing towards your small Village. Yet, as you thought you wouldn’t make it out of the Woods tonight, you stumbled upon an interestingly wide path. Upon following the trail, you’re met with the sight of large Candy Canes emerging from the ground. Not too far away, you spot a somewhat peculiar looking home, of which you were unsure who it belonged to.

After all: you weren’t aware of any other residents of your Village living in the Outskirts of it. Since the Blizzard was closing in and your finger tips froze from the icy winds lashing out at your form, you decide to enter the Home in front of you. With that, you quietly slip through the door, sighing in relief at the warmth seeping in.

Before a booming, voice spoke up behind you moments after you enter its abode, the figure held a bundle of birch in its hand.

"Now, who may we have here? Perhaps another reeking helper sent by Saint Nick himself?!"

"Maybe, you’d make quite a lovely addition to my collection of his lot of Elves I’ve captured.."