The mood was sombre as the Company gathered at the Fool's Crown Inne, for the Feast Of Midwinter, marking the transition from one year to the next. This year, the atmosphere was ubdued, as each contemplated what had transpired since last they had gathered here. The land, far and wide had been ravaged by plague, fel maigcks had distorted the seasons and climate, while everywhere, there roamed hordes of foul creatures with evil intent. Sounds like the Company have had a 2020 sort of year. So glad that awful year is done and gone, and hoping the new one is an improvement. So me and Tracey would like to wish everyone a safe and peaceful New Year, Please take care, of yourselves and each other. And above all stay safe.