The snow coated tip of the world, where all the children's toys are crafted and sent to good boys and girls around the globe. Or at least it used to be. Following the plague that wiped out humanity, it had been more or less abandoned. Until an ogre-like being recalled a memory of a long time past and rose up once more too become Swanta Claus.

Except something was a little off.

The town that had once been filled with joy had become a battle camp in preparation for the war against Halloween. Buildings were repurposed into barracks to accommodate the forces meant to go to war. Four such buildings were established: luxurious stables to house the Reindeer, a fuzzy and warm gathering hall to house the elves, and the final remained old and decrepit and... covered in spiderwebs? But the sound of barking can be heard from within. Each of these buildings holds a Flag at its highest point. The final building homed Swanta and his generals themselves. Practically a palace made of ice and snow.