I was a candle

The Bazaar gets really sad and lonely around Christmas, and the lacre reservoirs overflow. The Sacks-nomen rising seems to be a sort of automatic process, but one that’s recently changed for some reason. The Masters seem to get on fine with their lacre-selves, though; a relationship which is a little like parenthood, according to Lilac, although not very. Sending them out is a pretty useful way of gathering information or resources under festive pretences, as well as spreading a little bit of actual, y’know, festive cheer. All the investigating factions are basically out to find out what the deal is with the nomen or what the deal is with lacre, depending.