#### History
It's Christmas Eve. It's Christmas Eve at like... 9:00 PM and no one knows where the FUCK Santa is. Like... it's gotten way beyond a problem and well into a crisis. The Head Elf is livid, the reindeer are harnessed, and Mrs. Claus is at her mother's house for the solstice. While everyone else is busy checking the list twice, loading the sleigh, and otherwise running panicked circles around each other, you're on a mission...
Only problem is, you're lost. After pulling the beards off of dozens of mall Santas and volunteer firefighters riding around waving to neighborhoods, you've realized that Santa probably isn't shirking work to do other work... but that doesn't help you figure out where you are in relation to home, or especially in relation to where the real Santa has gotten off to. To make matters worse, your magic compass is on the fritz, because in a small provincial town that's known for holiday spirit, the needle keeps spinning in circles. The only other place that happens is the North Pole.
So, when you stopped to charge your moped and buy a map at the main street gas station, the kindly attendant let you know that the mayor's ([[H. Fezziwig (Mayor)]]) Christmas party is tonight and you can't miss it. In fact, the attendant gave you their invite - they've got too much wrapping left unfinished on Christmas Eve and can't make it this year. May as well check it out and see if one of the locals can point you in the right direction, before someone with less than good intentions realizes that you aren't just a normal human after all. Best to keep on the down low, especially since you're well aware that [[A. Conifer (Agent)]] is looking for evidence of magical creatures, and you definitely passed their car on the way into town. The last thing you want is for them to shake you until they've got enough pixie dust to make it all the way to Santa's workshop.
And... while you're here.... you love holiday cheer as much as any Elf, and the cheer here is off the proverbial charts. So, you're going to enjoy yourself if it's the last thing you do... which it might be, if you go back home without the Big Kringle in tow.
#### Questions
When is it time to work and when is it time to celebrate life?
When is the right time to throw caution to the wind?
Is it worth it to risk life and limb for a job when there's a party on?
#### Opportunities
Introduce yourself to the [[H. Fezziwig (Mayor)]].
Tease [[A. Conifer (Agent)]] or [[A. Holly (Agent)]] while keeping a low profile. Fun is fun.
Figure out what everyone wants for Christmas so you can check the list twice when you get home.
Find Santa?