Burr. Come in out of the snow. Drop by Lita’s castle here in the northern realms and hobnob with wizards, the son of an elf prince, and a sorceress who grows daisies on her hat.
Wands, broomsticks, and pointy hats are not required. Refreshments will be served. A splendid time is guaranteed for all.
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