holiday cheer

Winter had finally arrived and tables and chairs had been set up inside a large white tent. The Knights had a serious problem on their hands: Syr Cymbeline had tried out a new spell and unfortunately brought a gingerbread cookie to sentient life. It said its name was Ginger, Ginger Breadington...

"Alright squires, crack on! Master Murk will need those pillars ready as soon as able! Hurry now, imbue your magicks, and make ready for the show!" Helena called out with emberic joy in her voice that came easy and true. Easier still in hopes of merriment and cheer. All around helpful hands...