Stúfur is the littlest jólasveinn, and, I am told, much beloved of the girls.
He is not so much a (half)troll as your very own Home Gnome.
Very stubborn, loyal, somewhat fierce and generous to a fault.
He rowed to our distant shores last night, bringing wee little treats, received with much joy this morning. As is his custom he also licked the pots and pans clean, mostly, refreshed for the journey back north.
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Stúfur - is the shortest of the lads.
He'll steal your frying pan and lick off the crusty bits. Yum.
Stúfur is the short stumpy one - he'll swipe your frying pan if you don't beware.
Rumour is he spends summers interning at Kaupþing.