Look Before You Leap

It was getting warmer than usual by the afternoon, but everyone suspected it was due to the large gathering. Everyone enjoyed a good game of Easter Egg hunting, with outrageous prizes galore, and watched Metal Bunny, the mascot, perform. Muratus del Mur was a little tardy, but with knowing how busy he always was (or seemed to be), nobody cared and even applauded the coming of the Game Master.

The day progressed, and many had shared legends of old and danced to sonorous tunes. And all the while, a woman sat alone in a corner. She had shifty eyes and a wrinkled forehead.

The thudding intensified, but only the elves detected it over the hustle and bustle of the celebration. “Something approaches!” one called. Another said, “Look there!”
All looked to the elf to see what it was all about, and then looked to see where he had pointed. A strange object approached with a strange, white light emanating from it, bellowing with every step. The thing was unlike anything anyone had ever seen before. There was something about it, though, that seemed similar, but which nobody could place.