MBSLynne clutches her rubber duckie and crouches under a chair where she peers out at the chaos outside. The air is thick with Goose feathers and bits of squid....but wait a minute!.......Surely those aren't ALL goose feathers?? No! Someone has opened the skylight and softly, gently, large fluffy snowflakes are falling into the tavern covering everything and everybody with a shimmering eiderdown (no, no, they were geese, not ducks!) of white. "Someone chuck something on the fire quickly!! It's getting colder by the minute. Oaklet!!! Come under this chair and give me a BIG cuddle!!"