“All lost things come here eventually.
Some willingly. Some sobbing.
Some still melting.”
Welcome to the Market’s least organised, most enchanted division.
Submissions are welcome.
Corvus will ignore most of them until they are deemed narratively amusing enough to log.
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Current Cases
Corvus’s board of concern.
(Mostly ignored.)
Guild Submitted Snowfolk
Name: Slushwick Glint-carrotnose
Title: Mythic Midwinter Market’s Chaotic Mopmaster and Beadwork Salvager
Familiar Item: Enchanted Mop of Destiny
Status: Mostly stable. Emotionally damp.
Location: Frequently found near the puddle trails behind Stalls 3–6, or collapsed beside the Glimmerfire Candle Cart.
Incident Report:
Claimed not to be melting despite clear evidence of slippage. Frequently overheard shouting, “I am merely radiating Yule energy, not losing structural integrity!” Last seen scooping runaway seed beads into festive clay charms while humming what may or may not be a Wardstone protection chant.
Cautionary Note: Will mop aggressively if questioned about “seasonal dampness.”
Guild Lore Ranking: ✨ Tenacious. Slushy. Craft-adjacent.
Favourite Phrase: “Behold the Mop of Destiny! Now with peppermint rinse!”
Submitted by Ann
Annbcrafts
Name: Florrie F. Frostbutton
Role: Bloom HQ’s Official Snowfolk Representative
Title: Chief Biscuit Morale Officer, Ribbon Untangler, and Stand-In for Percy P. Quill (during cocoa-related emergencies)
Status: Cheerfully upright. May spontaneously monologue.
Material Composition:
Felt petals, festive fluff, and one (1) stolen teacup
Core stitched with Guild-grade seasonal spirit
Eyeballs approved by Daisy’s inspection ferret
Incident Report:
No formal crimes recorded, but frequently suspected of biscuit hoarding and motivational interference.
Was once caught leading a support group for overworked thimbles.
Quirk Notes:
Will compliment your bobbin tension without being asked.
Will steal your last chocolate digestive and claim it was for “the morale report.”
Famous for saying:
“Keep your cocoa hot and your glue gun hotter!”
Corvus has blacklisted this phrase due to excessive cheer.
Guild Lore Ranking: Sassy. Soft. Slightly melted.
Known Associates: Percy P. Quill, the biscuit tin, three missing pincushions, and hope.
Submitted by Fran
The Felt Petal Shop by Fran’s Crafts
Name: Glimmer Thistlewhump
Role: Official Market Map Whisperer
Status: Present. Loud. Rhyming. Possibly rearranged the Exit signs again.
Incident History:
Has not technically “gone missing,” but due to his habit of sneezing signs into new locations, he has frequently rendered himself functionally lost.
Known Behaviours:
Emits glitter puffs instead of words unless emotionally stable (rare)
Rearranges signage mid-blink. Blames Stabitha.
Rhymes compulsively: “To the left or to the right? Depends on if your hat feels tight!”
Visual Notes:
Monocle made of frozen moonlight (Corvus says “pretentious nonsense”)
Accompanied by Stabitha, a sentient icicle with excellent conflict resolution skills and two confirmed interventions with Keith.
Warnings:
Do not follow his directions unless wearing enchanted boots or capable of tolerating surreal detours.
If caught in a sneezepath, brace for spontaneous re-mapping. One snowman lost three weeks in the Tinsel District.
Guild Lore Ranking: One sneeze from chaos. Two from brilliance. Three and you’re in the bauble vault.
Catchphrase:
"Seek the sparkle, heed the thump—follow Glimmer Thistlewhump!"
Submitted by Kelly
T S Jewellery & Acessories
Name: Frostwhistle the Merry
Role: Official Spirit of the Winter Market
Status: Present. Whimsical. Slightly echoing. May be communing with the aurora.
Incident History:
Technically never lost, but frequently mistaken for seasonal ambience. Last seen vanishing into a swirl of snowflakes while giggling at a perfectly looped strand of fairy lights.
Known Behaviours:
Hums inspirational jingles into the ears of unsuspecting crafters (results range from felt unicorns to bead mosaics of questionable taste)
Summons the northern lights when startled, flattered, or mid-story about “the great glitter flood of ‘17”
Scarf sparkles with woven threads gifted by the Glitter Dragons of Glimmercap Peak — each one slightly sentient and prone to gentle heckling
Laughs like windchimes stirred by memory
Visual Notes:
Twinkling eyes. Mirthful grin. May or may not be wearing sleigh bells as earrings.
Leaves behind tiny trails of powdered sugar snow and the scent of peppermint cocoa
Scarf occasionally mutters things like “More sparkle. More.”
Warnings:
Do not attempt to trap him in tinsel. He will reverse it.
Extended exposure may result in spontaneous crafting, mild euphoric wonder, and irrational love for sequins
If he winks at you, expect sudden inspiration and a missing glue stick
Guild Lore Ranking: ☃️ Elder Snowfolk Tier. Frequently mistaken for a festive hallucination. Confirmed real by three elves and one slightly overwhelmed intern.
Catchphrase:
"Craft with joy and snowbound grace—Frostwhistle’s here to bless your space!"
Submitted by Gill
Daisy Chain Gifts