He watches. He sees your face when you sleep. He is secluded from the world, but tonight… he is in your bedroom. He is stuffing your stocking. He hungers. He greedily devours your offering of biscuit. He drinks your milk. The great work continues.

The Red Wizard and his elven helper try the front door.

Checking for sacrificial wafers and lactose.

In the snowy hills of the northern holds, the Red Wizard receives many strange and esoteric magi. They travel great distances, seeking the mysterious jolly man in hopes of gleaning some great wisdom. His mastery of thaumaturgy is legendary.