So, by all determinations according to the gps and the internal clocks on the internet, today is Christmas.
No a man in a magic sled did not deliver us gifts, though Axel did. He's apparently been working on some new gear for us for a few months using a bunch of cloth he collected. I'm actually damn impressed I knew he could sew from how well he stitched up my arm after I put a gash in it on a broken plate glass window, but I just thought he'd done emt work at some point. Turns out his mom runs (well hopefully still does run) a tailoring shop in Copenhagen off near the Spinderiet..... Yes I have no idea what any of that means beyond his mom is a seamstress and made him learn the trade as a child.
Anyway he made various coats and jackets for us while intermixing empowered runes into the gear using dark blue thread. Blends in the the black stained cloth (almost all our gear is stained black from the ash. I doubt even bleach would affect it any). Anyway all he did was word the runes in to prevent most wear and tear beyond intentional acts by us... Meaning it won't stop use from cutting it up into tatters with a knife, and may stop a bullet shot at us. Anyway he chose to make the clothes to match out personality and manner of motion I guess. That or he's a spiritual medium since he crossed a trench-coat with a tactical vest for me, and then added a hood for good measure.... It's basically everything I'd ever wanted out of an all weather piece of gear, no sleeves for unrestricted movement of my arms.
One of the other reasons he gave us for giving us the clothes was because of the Yule Cat... The short version of his explanation is that it's a mythological Scandinavian beast that eats people that don't receive new clothes around yuletide....To be on the safe side I have Axel my spare hat in return.
Anyway, merry christmas etc... and watch out for house sized demon cats from Iceland.
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