The Magic Sleigh

Main effect

If my Expedition would move forward during Dusk, it moves forward one more region instead.

Story

Red velvet quilted cushions, and solid-gold handlebars and runners, I'm sure of it. An aerodynamic shape, a finely sculpted figurehead... And those curves, those little touches of bling! Who wouldn't want that hot rod? I toss and turn in my bed, unable to think of anything else. I imagine it spinning in front of me, crowned in a soft light. It gleams with splendor. I visualize how I'm going to customize it. Pompoms? Gold glasses? Earrings? Why not a moustache? Ohhh, I want that sleigh so much, even just for a little spin. And besides, it would be an extra day off for the Eidolon. He deserves it, right? He usually just works one day a year, so he should take care of his joints! Whoosh, whoosh, Blotch and me, gliding over the ice together. My Chimera moves slightly on the wall. Oops, if I wake him, he'll be in a foul mood tomorrow morning. Of course, I'll need him to help me steal the magic sleigh. In the meantime, I need to put together a plan anyway. Should I drop down from the rooftops with a rope? Nah, too cliché, especially since the hangar doors would need to be opened... I could flag him down on his delivery route and offer him a pit stop with a couple of my special cocktails? Nah, he'd probably shoot by without even stopping. What about placing a bet on the Bifrost? Whoever wins gets the sleigh... But what do I have that I could give him if he wins the bet? I pull my hair and bury my head in my pillow to scream in frustration. Plans suck! They never work like they're supposed to, and it fries my brain every time I try to come up with one... I guess it's a big no to plans then. Improvisation always works best anyway!