Santa acted strange tonight before he set off. He didn't smile and didn't talk at all. His eyes looked empty, his stare was cold. I thought maybe he was simply tired and old. Not long after he flew away to deliver joy, the tracker signed, he left the course. We tried to get in contact through the radio, but he didn't respond. We had to send out a team to find him and see what was going on. You were the first to find his trace, so you pretty much already won our little, elvish race. The one who find Santa and help him back to his old self, will get a reward.
December 27, 2015