Which is the Russian equivalent of, Happy New Year! In fine Russian tradition, I waited until now to give you all your gifts this year. So Raikov, Hanna, Penny, I wish, Ken, Iroh, check your doors!
(Raikov gets one of these at his door, in a basket! And a little handwritten name of the sender: Печаль.)
(It's a husky puppy!)
(Hanna gets one of these, along with a note: I have no tools of the trade to share with you, although we have the supernatural in common. So although I'm not usually one to make light of my vocation, I know you have a good sense of humor, and you like food.)
(Vodka and little ghost pops made of cake and frosting! They're in a Styrofoam box.)
(Ken, you get these, with a note: You were complaining about not having these before -- I hope you didn't have yours vanish in some way! Still, I found these, and while they may be too ornamental for your taste, they are definitely sharp!)
(Some shiny bagh nakhs. I'm sorry if Google Image lied to me.)
(Iroh, you get a box with maybe five or six of these, and a note: "I'm afraid I know little of the culture from your world, but I thought these might interest you? At the very least, they remind me of flame.)