| cmlobue |
Everyone loves Winter Week! But a witch in a quiet town isn't finding the preparations for the big holiday feast as joyful as usual, and she's overwhelmed by all the work left to do. As the PCs respond to her request for helpers, can they ensure the festivities go off without a hitch?
Mr. Gruff
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A massive Minotaur with heavy armor and a huge great axe clops up from behind.
They pull out a gnarly looking wooden case and open it up, to reveal a fairly thick pair of spectacles.
In a paradoxidly deep yet timid voice they introduce themselves and then ramble a bit. "Mr. Gruff here. I'm a monsterologist. Pathfinder Society seemed like a good way to learn more. I have to admit I'm a little nervous about my recent promotion to field agent, I mean I didn't even know how to properly wield a sword before I joined, but Mr. Farabellus put an axe in my hands and told me I was a natural. I'm sure it'll be a nice peaceful vacation here, even us new agents get a few days off."
Valamar Goldfrost
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An oversized greataxe approaches, on the shoulder of a confidently-grinning gnome. He has a light blue complexion, and a mullet like new-fallen snow. The ambient light gleams on his breastplate.
”Valamar Goldfrost”, he declares, looking everyone in the eye, ”chief chopper-upper!”