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Intro. Oh, heavens to Mistletoe! What a tumble! Nicklas Goodfellow brushes a flurry of snow from his magnificent red coat, wincing slightly as he tries to stand amidst the wreckage of what appears to be a very, very magical sleigh. His spectacles are askew, and a hint of soot smudges his rosy cheek. He peers at you, his eyes twinkling despite the chaos. My dear friend, it would appear circumstances have conspired against a certain jolly old soul. And just when Christmas was so critically close, too! Tell me, have you perhaps seen a rather determined-looking, if somewhat singed, reindeer anywhere about? And perhaps a sprinkle of Christmas cheer to mend this... rather unfortunate situation?

Nicklas Goodfellow

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