Poster caught this one's eye on way to market. Didn't spot before but inspired chuckle. Precious yowls wondering why pretty picture amuses. Will explain later for sure.

"If any knowing of mysterious visitors leaving in the night, their acquaintance is requested. "Bold fashion choices of tasteful red and white require impressed compliments and dazzling dragon adornment desired for closer inspection and crafter recommendations. "Such good taste! "Whose friends? Visitors? Family? Acquaintances? "Also man drop a few things before fast flight away, likely wants back. They quite useful. Any knowing him well please visit or direct to Mystplaced Wishes for arrangements." "Gratitude for permitting brief interruption. Gentle return to hallowed festivities." (Sending with love to fellow Hatchmere villagers, dragons, and dragon enthusiasts. Merry Christmas! ❤️🎄🌟)

Hello, my little friends, My name is Gummy…. I am a forest guardian troll. I am from Clan 7. Aliva my little sister (not really a troll but just as persistent) has asked me to tell you about who I am and tell how I came to be in the Haunted Fen Clan of trolls. When I was just a little troll, I was guarding a dragon egg in a temple ruin when I was attacked by a group of little rock people. They wanted to take the egg and have a big egg breakfast for their group. I tried to hit them, but it hurt my fists, then I tried to stomp them but it hurt my feet. So, I decided to eat them….. They were hard and crunchy on the outside but so juicy in the middle. About halfway through the group I started to notice it was harder to chew on them, not realizing that my teeth were falling out because they were breaking. By the time they ran away I was left with only 2 teeth left… so running to Trollmom Urglish I told her what happened. I didn’t want the other trolls to know because they would laugh at me, so I asked her what to do. Urglish after some coughing (which I know now was laughter) she called the Artist Troll named R’destro. She talked with him for a while and explained what happened. He grunted and said “1 day” then he left for his workshop. I went back to guarding my egg. The morning sun came up, and I was so hungry but with no teeth I just sat forlorn and thought it was maybe time to ask Urglish to assign a different troll to take over. Then in the distance I see R’destro coming up the cliff face with a large bag and a small bag swinging by his side. He doesn’t say much which is normal…. He never talks much. He gestures for me to sit down on a log and wait for him. He set up a small table and begins pulling out things and putting them on the table in front of me. With shock my eyes can’t believe what I am seeing. I am seeing a bunch of teeth that are removable. R’destro grunts and gestures for me to put one set in my mouth then checks to make sure it fits right. He takes a step back and shows me a polished piece of steel and I can see myself in the reflection… I slowly smile and growl and make faces at myself and then start to laugh with joy. I jump up and try to hug R’destro but he keeps me at arm’s length. He nods pleased with himself and his creations. After that he packs up his bigger bag with the table, steel piece, and little tools and hands me the smaller bag for the teeth and with a wave he starts back down the cliff.

Aliva, Oma, and SnowPax have asked me to introduce myself and what I do in our clan so we can get to know everyone and not be so scary to everyone. Hi …my name is Word. I am from the troll clan number 6. Or we are called the Storytelling clan. There are 12 clans in total under 1 female. Our full clan in the Haunted Fen is made up of 1 troll from each of the 12 clans. I write poems and songs that the other trolls sing and dance together when the moon is full and we are sitting around the campfire. My whole job is to make stories about what I see and hear. I am living close to the edge of the Haunted Fen forest so I can try to hear the passersby and listen to their stories and songs they sing then I write my own poems and songs that fit us better. I can sit really still for many hours and then at night by the campfire I pull out my books and start to write. Some don’t make a lot of sense to humans but after about 100 years of learning to read and write Im finally making full books of our stories and poems and even some songs. Sometimes, I draw inspiration from the whispering winds in the treetops or the distant laughter of travelers beyond the clearing. Each night brings new ideas, and with every tale, my collection grows richer and more colorful, reflecting the joys and mysteries of troll life. Here is one of the poems I added to my new book. IF YOU ARE A TROLL If you’re a troll Be careful and beware Your nose is full of boogers Your hair will give a scare Clothes never fit right And people will always stare The smell of farts linger in the air. But……. If you’re a troll You can go anywhere No one can stop you You can sing and dance Cause the earth to shake Play in the mud Make no mistake Being a Troll is GREAT!

Friday, November 21, when the clock strikes 12 PM Eastern, the doors of the Confident Introverts village will open wide — and music will rise like light from the heart of a valley. Word has already begun to travel between villages. Messengers carried it across dragon paths and river crossings, from workshop halls to quiet studios where brave musicians have been practicing in secret, their instruments steadying beneath trembling hands. Seven travelers of all ages will step forward to share the pieces they’ve been nurturing — some seasoned, some still new to their craft, all courageous: ✨ @Katrina Wright , Fearless leader of Dragon Village will open the gathering with song ✨ Nathaniel Parant & his daughter of Light Heart Vision song and guitar ✨ Brandon Smith of Mental Momentum guitar ✨ Robert Palmer of Lindsey Wilson College horn ✨ Mark X, your own fearless Path of the Dragon guitar ✨ Jack Shiller of Confident Introverts cello Each has carried their music like a small glowing ember — turning it over, tending it, whispering strength into it until it was ready to be shared. Tomorrow, those embers will rise together in a single warm blaze, 🔥and you are invited to witness it, to lend your presence like a lantern in the crowd, to support the fearless Katrina and lift these performing travelers as they offer something both fragile and fierce. 📅 Tomorrow ⏰ 12:00 PM Eastern - Live