Letters to Greatfather Winter

Dear Greatfather Winter:

I've been very, very good this year. I killed Anub'Arak… twice. I only punted gnomes with pink hair. And I only ninja-looted once, but it was an accident no matter what that warlock tells you. I'm looking forward to getting my Winter Veil gift, and think Smokywood Pastures is the greatest company ever( even if I can't wear my belt anymore). Please bring me something nice this year. I've been ever-so-good (relatively speaking) and deserve something worthy a hero of my stature.

Yours always,

Minglejellz
P.S. I hope you like the Gingerbread Cookies and Ice Cold Milk. I hear it's your favorite.

It's that time of year again; the snowballs are flying and Smokywood Pastures has unpacked their goodies for everyone to enjoy (for a small fee, of course). It's Winter Veil once more, and Greatfather Winter with his reindeer Metzen by his side will be delivering gifts to all the good little orcs and humans of the world. Be sure to write your letter to him now, before it's too late, or you may get stuck with Graccu's Mince Meat Fruitcake instead of that pony* you always wanted.

*Ponies not guaranteed.