The fresh snow has settled gently across the world, blanketing everything in stillness. The air is soft and cold, the kind that makes each breath shimmer faintly like frostlight. The Trove is practically empty tonight- in this weather, other Keepsies are hidden away, curled up within warmth. You, on the other hand, are on a quest. Since no one’s around, this is the perfect time to find something for your special someone! You wander between piles stacked high with forgotten trinkets and keepsakes, the cold air sharp and filled with the smell of snow. Somewhere far above, you can hear faint bells jingling… and then, suddenly-
THUMP! CRASH!Piles of junk shudder around you. A snowdrift cascades down in a flurry of frost and starlight. You stumble backward as something large and glowing catches your eye- you turn, and see a magnificent deer-like Keepsie, their coat shimmering with flecks of silver and white.
“Owwww. I really have to work on my landings…”
You blink. They blink back. Around them, seemingly hundreds of glowing parcels lie scattered across the floor, trailing faint ribbons of light that fade into the snow.
“Ah- hello!” the deer says suddenly, jumping up and smiling a little too brightly. They stumble- it appears they didn’t escape the collision unscathed. “You’re just in time! You see, I’m supposed to be getting ready to deliver gifts to every Keepsie across the land- tokens of gratitude and celebration! But, uh, I may have..." The Keepsie takes a sheepish look around. “Crashed... just a little...”
They shuffle awkwardly, wings fluttering.
“If you help me gather them, I promise you’ll be rewarded. There's quite a few gifts around here... who knows? Maybe there’s a gift here meant just for you.”
You glance around, looking at the spilled presents. There’s... a lot here... still, you glance back at the other Keepsie, feeling pity. This may not take too long...
The deer tilts their head, eyes twinkling.
“What do you say? Will you help me out?”
