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The elf stopped to ponder these options.

Then he held up three fingers.

Ok option 3 it is now we have to ponder how this will get done...

*she looks around for his dwarf freind*

Uhhh does your bud know any info that could help? she asks the elf.

The Elf shakes his head no. The question lingers in the Elf's eyes. What was it that Chrysalis wanted to know?

(OCC:First the specific witch, geography of area, things going on at the time period, any sort of people that could help pull this off perfectly in the area, I dont know interesting facts about the wildlife, flora, and possibly supernatural if not other things I SHOULD KNOW)

Wintermoot wonders why the elf has been cursed, but puts the question aside when he sees Aubrey come out of his office with sandwiches. Sandwiches, yum!

Aubrey! You don't think we all turn to stone when you go off or something, do you? Now, what is it you have planned?

*giggles softly and blushes*

Something lovely of course, I might be opening a new shop somewhere in the region soon, this time with games and things, maybe...

For now Consider me on a mini vacation from Ainur

*Pours himself a whiskey and hops on the counter to drink it*

So winter, I think I might need a room in your castle, this place gets so cold!

*Unlocks the Tavern, dust seems to have settled on the chairs and tables, the stale air mingles with the chill coming from outside, the small Neko shivers and sighs... fumbles for the light switch and the yellow glow from the imitation oil lamps casts shadows of the empty bars stools and tables.

With a look of determination the petite kitty boy enters the tavern and hangs his jacket on a coat rack, goes upstairs and changes into a pair of cut off shorts and a midriff bearing knitted  crop top.

Walks down the stairs and to the closet, pulling out an assortment of cleaning supplies, switches on the music and begins the task of tidying up the abandoned bar.*

*the changeling then jumps down from the rafters*

Seriously I have been waiting for service forever. the changeling sounds bored out of her mind.

Wintermoot comes in, exhausted from his adventures in foreign lands. He walks up to one of the chairs at the counter, plops his ass in it, and takes a minute to watch Aubrey clean.

I don't think I've ever seen a Prince Consort on his hands and knees cleaning before.

*Looks up at WInter and smirks*

Sweetie, I am a very handsy royal, and this is not my first time on my hands and knees infront of a king before.

*Stands ups and wipes his hands on his shorts, walks over to Winter, bypasses winter and hops over the bar*

If you were quite you could of enjoyed the show, So what will it be for you my dear friend?

*Laurentus the single horned Qunari walks in and takes a seat in front of the fire*

D--doe-does it ne-never get war-m in these accursed l-lands?

*Realises he's forgotten his manners in front of the vashof*

G-good day to you!
(OOC) Vashof means roughly "unconverted."

*Looks up at WInter and smirks*

Sweetie, I am a very handsy royal, and this is not my first time on my hands and knees infront of a king before.

*Stands ups and wipes his hands on his shorts, walks over to Winter, bypasses winter and hops over the bar*

If you were quite you could of enjoyed the show, So what will it be for you my dear friend?

Wintermoot chuckles.

I suppose I could have, but as you know I'm a perfect gentleman. Hmm...I feel like a surprise today. Surprise me!

-sighs and walks in- Aubrey...can I have some of the stronger alcohol here?

*Looks over to the new arrival*

No sugga it never gets warm, I try to keep the tavern as heated as possible but even than it hardly keeps the chill from the bones, I can toss another logs on the fire if you like?

*Looks over at winter and smiles*

You sure you want me to surprise you? You might wake up in a strangers bed missing your clothes with some of the drinks I can come up with

*begins mixing a strange combo of alcohols with the intent of making winter regret his decision, nods to Chanku and makes another before sliding the glasses of murky brown liquid across the table to the two gentlemen*

Do not worry Chanku, if you get to drunk I will happily take you to my room to let yu sleep it off, I just got new silk sheets. Winter I am sure the broom closet will suit you again if you become to roudy.

Wintermoot takes a sniff of the unknown brew, then takes a shy sip and continues sipping so that he doesn't get too intoxicated. He then looks around the bar and everyone in it.

What were you saying about surprising me?

*creeeeaaaakkk!*

The door slowly opened as a chill wind blew past the tavern, stopping in only long enough to tease the fire before continuing on its way. In its wake came a snowman, or something that appeared to be a snowman. After it entered, the door closed behind it. It had typical charcoal eyes, and a series of coal lumps made a smiling mouth. A large healthy carrot made a nose, and a few more lumps of coal ran down the front as buttons.

It was a sure sign it was too damn cold outside, when even snowmen came in to warm up.

This one settled by the fire, turning its coal smile to the group.

Of course, there was an actual living creature in the snowman, it was simply its sense of humor that caused it to turn the snow into a snowman.