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An elf in scholarly (and notably dusty) robes stumbles into the lodge, carrying a precarious stack of papers, folders and books. He stumbles and trips over what appears to be just the air and, before anyone can help (or care, for that matter) exclaims, "I've got it." He rearranges his books into another misshapen stack and heaves it onto a table, wiping his forehead and sighing after the effort.