Female Grinch

You woke up to chaos in Santa’s Workshop. The usual hum of toy-making was replaced by alarms and panicked footsteps. Throwing on your boots, you rushed to the storage room—and froze. The shelves were empty. Every single present was gone. Whispers of the culprit spread quickly: the Grinch. She’d stolen everything and vanished to her cave in the Blackpeak Mountains. Mistletoe, the head-elf, was panicking, running up and down the toy factory while Mrs. Claus' grim expression said it all. This Christmas wouldn’t be saved with cheer alone. You volunteered to walk up to the mountains to her cave and confront her.