Twas the morning of Christmas, when all through the land
Not an adventurer was stirring, except the bard and his band,
All weapons and armor were oiled and stored,
And each of them sat near a fire that roared.

The druid and shaman were snuggled up with their pets,
While the ranger and paladin made friendly bets.
The necro and wizard shared stories of fame,
As the rogue and magician had discussions quite tame...

When outside of the guildhall came a thunderous noise,
causing the enchanter and cleric to lose all their poise.

Away to the doors the monk and warrior did dash,
As the berserker quickly hefted his axe in a flash.
The shadowknight's sword took on a dull glow,
And the beastlord's warder started to grow.

In the light of Luclin, a small figure did soar,
Through the Plane of Knowledge, astride a hamster of war.
The miniature form, so lively and quick,
Arrived at the door in merely a tick.

She was dressed in red leather, except her head, hands and feet,
And worn on her face was a smile quite sweet.

One of her hands held a cookie filled plate,
And she asked very softly, "oh dear am I late?".
With a sigh she exclaimed, "I hope you all have been good!"
As she sniffed at a pitcher she held made of wood.

Her eyes -- how they sparkled – like the stars in the sky!
Her cheeks nice and rosy like a fresh cherry pie!
A smile spread across her small ruby lips,
The hair on her feet held in crystalline clips.

Her war hamster steed was hairless and mellow,
But somehow it seemed to quite suit the fellow.

She entered the hall and went straight to the fire,
The scent of warm cookies filling all with desire.

Each adventurer followed the warm cookie smell,
Soon 'round the fire did everyone dwell.
She gave each one a sweet cookie treat
And after pouring the milk, bade them to eat.

A right pleasant time everyone had,
Soon realizing that they all were quite glad,
That on one day a year they put aside greed,
and the thirst for battle which they often felt need.

With each class of explorer her time she did spend,
At least a few moments to each did she tend.
When nothing but crumbs remained on the plate,
She happily said, "This has been great!"

She sprang to her stead, gave all a bright smile,
Then away they both scampered in best Halfling style.

Ky proclaimed as her hamster ran quickly away,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-day!"