Greatfather Winter has brought us to Dalaran, the city of Mages that used to be in the Alterac Mountains.  They moved to this location high above the Crystalsong Forest in order to do battle with the Scourge.  (This author suspects that they just wanted their presents earlier.)

Greatfather Winter made me sit in the sleigh at this stop because of all the magical wards and traps that the extraordinarily paranoid and egotistical mages seem to enjoy.

(For the record, Mages who get excessively paranoid and try to trap Greatfather get murloc coprolites instead of presents.)

Greatfather is back, and we are off to our next stop,  the fast one on Northrend!