"Oh I don't know," Valarin said from behind the two women, "he set Galain's stocking on fire, that has to count for something." The towering half-elf pointed a finger at the bedraggled, smoking sock sagging from the mantle. "Looks like he was in need of a new one anyway."
There was a pop, crackle and a series of explosions.
"Ohhhh... Looks like Thaya got him some firecrackers for stocking stuffers this year."
Fae crackers, actually, but polite people didn't mention that sort of thing.
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