LUDO?
This Ludo rises and holds out its hand for the package. Fumbling with the wrapping due to gloves, it eventually reveals fresh baked scones and bobs its head in appreciation. They look and smell lovely. And in return, it reaches into the depths of its outer layer and pulls out closed fist. With the other hand it beckons Loren closer… and closer… and closer… until it’s no more than a foot away from the Ludo. Close enough, perhaps, to find the Ludo strangely attractive, bulky wrappings and all. Its eyes blink beguilingly from behind the mask as it reveals a single fire opal in its hand.
Trick and treat!
Trick and treat!
It's a me...maybe
