We are celebrating the first Noun Square twitter space on Noun O’ Clock #341

'Twas the evening before Christmas (or thereabouts) and our brave Wizards were having a grand ol' time when they heard a great cry of distress rising above the mists. The spirit of Cleric Bathsheba of the Hills had been rent asunder from her mortal coil by an unsavory sort and being the type of Wizarding Wizards who would go above and beyond, these legendary seven friends strode forth from the luxury of their citadel and swept in to save her in the nick of time.

A POAP to unlock special access for issuers in the early POAP community. Scaling may be hard work, but We're All Gonna Make It.