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A triple-reinforced gold and steel door, enchanted with a thousand defensive spells, served as the entrance to Wildo's Vault. It was situated in an antechamber that was open to the main dance hall of the penthouse, but was roped-off to prevent guests from straying too close. Wildo led Amra by the hand to the door and gestured for her to wait a moment while he set about dispelling some of the defensive spells set on the entrance. Amra glanced around at the crowd out in the hall, a few of whom seemed to be intensely interested in the vault. "Wildo?" "Yes, my dearest?" "The... DJ is sort of cute... could I... maybe.. invite her to join us?" Wildo looked up from the door in shock. "Like a... as in... three of us..." Amra shrugged and smiled, blushing. Wildo licked his lips. "You do have a thing for us smaller folk don't you?" he teased playfully. "I don't see why not- anything your heart desires!" He snapped his fingers, and soon Dorothy had fetched the "Dwarven DJ" off the stage

In The Wild Realm, the Night of Light is the 'brightest night of the year'- one night where all creatures, regardless of religion, creed, species, background, or nation, put aside their differences and come together to huddle around the fire and keep warm on the coldest, longest night of the year. Gifts are exchanged, songs are sung, and decorations representing the moons and stars of the sky are typically hung around one's living quarters. Loved ones get together to celebrate with cheer. And one such celebration is happening in the rich forest of Lushwood. See that giant Sequoia standing over the forest like a watchful guardian? That's no tree at all, really. That's Aspyn's Wizard Tower. You can see firelight flickering through the window, there... and two figures cast in silhouette... "Two presents..?" Aspyn, supreme wizard of the woods, protector of the Realm, tsked and looked up to her beau with guilt and gratitude both in her amber eyes. "I only got you one..." "Well, now