Subject: A stray in a manger Wed Dec 19, 2012 8:57 pm
Location: Draynor Village
Chat Log:
Freddie: Watcha, pal! How are you?
You: Hey, Freddie, good to see you again. What are you up to this year?
Freddie: Actually, This year I'm goin' by the name of Freddie Claus!
You: Oh, why, what's happened to Santa Claus?
Freddie Claus: He's in a spot of bovver - lost his prezzies, he has. Ah, don't worry, he'll be fine! He'll sort out the human kiddies, no problem - but he's...erm...'deli-gated' some 'sponsibility for da uvver Christmases to us snow imps! Fing is, I'm a spot of bovver too. 'Ere, mebbe you could 'elp me out?
Agree to Quest
Freddie Claus: Good on ya, pal! I'd be lost without ya!
You: So, what do you mean by 'other Christmases'?
Freddie Claus: Ah, Christmases that ain't for humans! There are Christmases for dragons, elves, dwarves... Loads of 'em!
You: Oh, right - so which are you dealing with?
Freddie Claus: I'm Pet Santa!
You: Pet Santa?
Freddie Claus: Yep! I get to deliver presents to all the pets! You know: dogs, cats, bunnies, hamsters! Ah, I'm well chuffed with that! Reggie - one of me snow imp mates - he's drawn the shortest straw and he has to be the 'Mas-your-rat' Santa. Uuuuh!
You: 'Maz-your-rat"? Oh...Mahjarrat.
Freddie Claus: Yeah, them lot. Cor, I don't envy him - those lot are full of ribs and no mistake. I'm surprised they're not on his 'Naughty List'.
You: Pet Santa, though - that should be fun! Freddie Claus: Yeah, easy peasy! At least, it would be if I 'adn't lost me reindeers...
You: How can I help?
Freddie Claus: Well, when I got the job, I read the letters that the pets had sent to Santa... ...and there were a few from underprivileged dogs. They just wanted an'ome and a purpose. So, let's make'em Pet Santa's reindeer! Now, ya just gotta track down the dogs. 'Course it would 'elp if I told you where they were, hahaha... ... There's a Dalmatian in Al Kharid Bazaar... ...there's a Dobermann guarding the old jail here in Draynor Village... ...there's a Labrador skulkin' outside Falador Castle... ...there's a well-known mongrel in Varrock's slums... ...and that's yer lot! They won't be too far from the lodestones in those places, yeah?
Freddie Claus hand you 4 sets of dog antlers.
'Ere: you're gonna need these doggie-sized stick-on antlers. When you find one of the stray dogs, bung one o' the antlers on it. Give us a shout when you've found all four - easy peasy, lemon squeezy! Haha!
Dog locations: They won't be too far from the lodestones
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location
Dog
Al Kharid Bazaar
Dalmatian
Draynor Village guarding the old jail
Dobermann
Falador outside Castle
Labrador skulkin'
Varrock's slums
Mongrel
You put the reindeer band on the dog's head and it flies off to Freddie Claus. You've found all four dogs! Return to Freddie Claus near the Draynor loadestone.
There is magic in the air oh look over there magic, magic , MAGIC , in the air!
Chat Log:
Freddie Claus: Job's good 'um, mate! ya found all da dogs! I've given 'em names while I waited. That Dalmatian's called Freddie's Little 'Elper! The Dobermann's Oddie, named after a scientist fella round these parts. My new Labrador pal's called Sir Chen Rescoo, aha, 'cos he's from the home of the White Knights. An' everybody's favourite mongrel is li'l Patch. *sniff sniff* *whispers* They's a bit 'dragon's belly', though....
You: Dragon's belly?
Freddie Claus: *whispers* Don't say it so loud, mate. Don't wanna 'urt their feeling...but yeah,'dragon's belly' - it means that dey is SMELLY. Look at all them fleas! *Whispers* Dey could do with a B-A-R-F, yeah?
You: Why are you spelling it out? No, wait, WHAT are you spelling out?
Freddie Claus: *whispers* I'm spelling barf 'cos if the dogs'eard me they might not stay. Dogs don't like bein' a wash much.
You: Oh, you mean a bath?
Freddie Claus: *whispers* Shh! And I don't fink the pets want fleas for Christmas. They ain't exactly this year's must-'ave toy. 'Ere: 'ave this bucket of water and give the pooches a scrub.
(Freddie Claus hands you a bucket of water).
Use a Bucket of water on all four of the dogs.
Let's get those fleas!
Time for a clean! You give the dog a quick bath!
Flea Chat Log:
As you clean the last of the dogs, one of its fleas accosts you angrily!
Monsieur Flea: 'Ey! I was living there, you overzealous dog-washer! You've flooded my 'ome! And with no warning! Imbecile! Tres bien! I go to find my fortune elsewhere. It is not the last you will'ear of Monsieur Flea!
Gaining a friend:
Freddie Claus: Oh, look at the dogs, all sparkly-clean! And the reindeers antlers too - cor, so cute!
You: So, these dogs will make for good reindeer then?
Freddie Claus: Yeah, they're raring to go. I ain't gonna keep 'em waiting'!
You: Wait, aren't you supposed to deliver your presents on Christmas Eve?
Freddie Claus: Of course...but dat's where der Christmas magic comes in! Huh. I'll be back in a jiffy!
Freddie Claus pauses to catch his breath.
Cor, that took bloomin' ages - all them pets!
You: But you weren't gone more than a few seconds!
Freddie Claus: Like I said, buddy, It's Christmas magic! It might've seemed real quick to you, but this place is just where we started 'n' finished. I've bin round the world deliverin' presents and eatin' the mince snowballs that the pets left out fer me. Phwoar. I'm stuffed! *burp* 'Scuse!
You: So, how were the dogs?
Freddie Claus: Aww, they were brill! Top notch pooches, this lot. They're def'nitely on my 'Nice List; I've got an entra special present in mind for this lot... I was finking, seeing as you 'elped me out, you should keep one of these dogs an' give it an 'ome. Like I said, all these stray dogs want fer Christmas is a new 'ome and a new owner. It won't take any looking after. Just build a kennel near someone who'll look after it while you're 'advent-your-ring'. First up -which dog do you want? Santa and I will give 'omes to the uvver three. Don't fink too 'ard on it, you can always change your mind later.
Nice choice! I'd 'ave kept dat one too! 'Oo am I kiddin', I'd want to keep 'em all! Now you've picked yer pooch, you just gotta build it a 'ome! I've got yer covered there, mate - one of your presents is a kennel.
Right, where ya buildin' yer kennel? It doesn't 'ave to be in the same city as you got yer dog from, neither. You could stick it 'ere in Draynor, behind Aggie da witch's 'ouse. The dog'll help her with her potions... ...or whach it outside Falador Party Room - Party Pete'll look after it and teach it a few dance moves... ...or bung it in Varrock next to Gertude's place 0 she's a crazy cat lady, but she can manage a dog too... ...or plonk it in Al Kharid by the sorc'ress's apprentice - that one's a bit dotty, but she's bin lookin' for a friend.
You: How do I build it?
There's the ghostly outline of a kennel at each of the four locations. Just use yer flatpack item on the outline. If you are tracking dis little quest o' mine, the kennel locations will be marked on yer map too. Ya don't need no nails - it's just one o' those snap-together 'Imp-kea' jobbies. Haha!
Freddie Claus: Nice kennel there, bud! Your pet poochie is lovin' that! Who's a good human? Here girl, I've got a prezzie for ya!
Job's a good'un! You gave that doggie a new 'ome and everything! I think you're deservin' of a prezzie too... I'm making you an honour'ry Santa - you can 'ave an 100% official, gen-u-ine Santa beard! It'll look great on ya - especially if you 'ave uvver Santa stuff to go wiv it! Mind you, this one's tickling me chin somefing chronic, so you might not want to keep it on too long.
Hold up, bud. I was thinking ya deserve more'n just a fake Santa beard... And seeing as 'ow good you've been this year, you deserve a proper present! Drum roll! Ooh...'ang on a sec...
Freddie Claus BURFS
Freddie Claus & Your Chat Log:
You: okay there, little buddy?
Freddie Claus: Wot? 'Course I'm fine. That's yer prezzie!
You: Er, my present is that...er...thing you just sicked up?
Freddie Claus: I bet you're surprised I was able to get ya one of these babies!
You: Surprised - that's one would for what I'm feeling right now.
Freddie Claus: Go on them, pick u yer prezzie! It's all yours - no need ta fank me!
You: You want me to touch it?
Freddie Claus: Well, yeah. How else are ya gonna open it? Merry Christmas, bud!
Freddie Claus: You ever 'eard the saying 'It's the thought that counts'? That's what that is: the 'Thought of Christmas'. What it is, is not important - what matters is that I gave ya somefing. The Christmas magic takes effect once you've opened it! The gift becomes somefing you want or need, even if ya don't know it yet! Then ya get to pass it on to someone else.
You: So, it didn't HAVE to be your vomit...
Freddie Claus: Well...it norm'ly looks like a snowball but it got a little digested. I 'ad ta smuggle it out of the Land o' Snow somehow, didn't I?
You: So what sort of things could it become for me?
Freddie Claus: Hmm, let me fink... Well, 'cos ya just got a new doggie for Chrimbo, I reckon you'll get some prezzies for yer pooch. To 'azard a guess, I reckon there's also a chance ya might get a Santa sack. Nebbe sine stockin' fillers too. Ooh, ya might find one o' my snow implings. Huh that's a funny story, you should ask me about that! Go on then - open yer Gift of Giving!
Unwrapping the Gift of giving deactivates it. Trade your with another player's to reactivate it!
For Giving your pet stray a kennel, bowl, chew tory, flea circus and mat, you earn the 'Santa' title!