#hexmas

🎄🎄 Oddly festive locales: 🎄🎄

⭐ The valley of eternal cheer. A rocky crevasse; something's humming a carol far below. Its occupant: the Blissful Homogenate. A rainbow lake of hot plastic and molten flesh. The blended remnants of innumerable misfit toys and wayward wanderers, now a hivemind experiencing True Holiday Joy.

⭐ Campsite hastily erected around the broken-down "Snowtreader". Q-class heavy gingerbread mecha commissioned by the Heat Miser. Armed with a devastating heat ray and six pop-out turrets which lob chocolate shells at an unbelievable rate of fire.

⭐ Village of the roblings. Nest-like communal yurts made from reindeer hides, dried moss, and goose down. Roblings: half-goblin, half-robin, suffering powerful compulsions to rob.

⭐ Citadel of the angels. Pine treehouse fortress. Winding ladders. Concentric walls of stakes at the base help keep out interlopers. The gate and the charitable donation box are kept unlocked. Treasury stuffed with frankincense and myrrh.

🎄🎄 Oh-so-jolly treasures: 🎄🎄

⭐ Woadstone. A stone amulet which dyes you blue when worn.

⭐ Sceptre Of The Snow Miser. Turns a foot-wide sphere of solid matter into snow with a touch. Exactly as horrid as it sounds.

⭐ A sack of rubies and sapphires. Used as 'practise gems' by an apprentice gnome lapidary, they are all very badly carved.

⭐ Huge golden key to Sniffleheim, city of the frost giants. Etched on the obverse with the Sniffleheim coat of arms and on the reverse with "Property of Jarl Keith".

⭐ Single-use doomsday device. Capable of instantly tinselifying all organic life in a six-league radius, leaving nothing but glittering strands strewn across the landscape.