[Dictated]

[rightjollyoldelf]

 [If anyone should happen to be in the lobby tonight, they might be in time to see a cloud of soot suddenly coming out of it. If that person also happens to still believe in a certain jolly gift-giver, it would be hard to miss the gigantic white-bearded man in red who had also come into the room through the chimney.  He climbs to his feet and dusts himself off while grumbling in a heavy Russian accent.]

I tell elves to clean chimney.  And do they do it?  No!  Dingle is going back on cookie duty, I am thinking.

And what is this?  [He waves the open journal around irritably, not knowing it was carrying his every word to those who could hear and writing down every word he spoke.]  Who leaves books just lying around?]

[He turns and takes in his new surroundings.]

...Wrong chimney?

Bah, there is no time for this!  It is only nine months left!


[ooc: Just to clarify, North can only be seen if you believe in him.  If a non-believer is in the lobby all they would see is an unexplainable puff of soot. His comments can be read on the journals if your character doesn't believe.]

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

... not quite the way one would think, here.

[rightjollyoldelf]

Here?

[radiantwingedone]

Here. Also known as Paradisa, and perhaps "why you are not where you expect yourself to be."