HOLIDAY EVENT NOTICE
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Sapphire snowflake pendant
Bottle of whiskey
Maiden's Kiss (drug)
Saoire: The Holiday Woman
Saoire: The Beauty of a Gift
Saoire: Wears Variable Holiday Crowns
The children of Etzos did not dream in the same way as children elsewhere across Idalos, Saoire always able to recognize in the landscapes of their dreams precisely when she walked within the stark dreamscapes of Etzori children.
Except for one
Even as a child, Fiona
's dreams were particularly vivid. They were not necessarily pleasant, sometimes twisted, always strange ... but vivid. Memorable. Interesting. Saoire, in fact, had never forgotten any of those that she'd visited over the arcs, even though this particular child was now a woman. And now she had the personal pleasure of revisiting Fiona, curious to see how she'd grown and changed now that she could no longer visit her dreams.
She waited until evening, when the Zi'da air was crisp and the scent of snow clung to the bitter wind to walk the same street as Zipper. Saoire was humming, gifts hugged to her chest, the tune that escaped her pretty lips one that was perhaps far too cheerful for the break and the darkness. The woman would hear her before she saw the Giver of Gifts, her humming almost in defiance of the general atmosphere that clung to the shadows of the street.
Whoever had decided upon the gifts Saoire was here to bestow obviously had some experience in the gift-giving department, though their gifts didn't come with the coy glances, innuendos, further flirtations, invitations home and hopeful, purposeful touches they felt as though they may have been accompanied by in person. Strange, but true.
Turning the corner, Saoire appeared before Zipper, turning to face her as she walked and smiled expectantly, her very presence a strange, fireside warmth of comfort and the pinecone scent of joy, "Good evening! I'm here to bestow upon you the quality of cheer for the season, even if it's only for this briefest of moments. I have gifts to give you!"
This was a strange season, and random gifts were usually more dangerous than generous across all of Etzos. Saoire lowered her arms to reveal a basket fit for picnicking with and inside was a handsome bottle of whiskey, the blue glitter of a sapphire pendant cut in the shape of a snowflake, and a small bottle that looked like it could be perfume that was labeled in a calligraphic hand "Maiden's Kiss, Arousing Tonic, "It seems as though someone has really wanted some time alone with you, and yet they were too afraid to tell you in person. What a shame. I have a feeling you'll know what to do with these even without them."
And with that, Saiore waggled her eyebrows and laughed a very distinct and strange ho, ho, ho
sound, setting the basket at Zipper's feet before disappearing in a glittery whirl of gold and silver.