MARISHA: I turn back to the rest of them. TALIESIN: Such grace! Such form! Such dignity! TRAVIS: The birds are out already. MATT: At which point, the other Bo, Bo the Breaker, goes ahead and collects five copper from each of you as you pass through, so mark off five copper, except for the two of you, you guys are part of it.
LAURA: If I skip around, will I be part of the show and then I don't have to pay? TALIESIN: Weirdly, being part of the show means you strangely pay more. I'm not entirely sure how that works. LIAM: Nott, do you have five copper? SAM: For you, Caleb, I do. LIAM: No, I'm not asking. I was going to help you, but if you have it, you're good. SAM: No, you've been spotting me all day, I'll take care of both of us. ASHLEY: Mollymauk. That Jester's adorable. TALIESIN: I know. Highly entertained. ASHLEY: I like her. TALIESIN: I do too. MATT: So, stepping into the interior of the tent, the rocky floor filled with grass and dirt and various flattened groundscape on the outskirts of the Ustaloch, you can see a thick, heavy tarp-like material hitting the very edge where the heavy dark blue cloth hangs from the sides of the tent you're within. You can see where the seating is guided across the floor, and there, already in a very packed room, you see a few dozen townsfolk that have begun to gather in a semicircle. There is the entrance flap of the tent where you guys are walking in. As soon as you walk in, you can see a central pillar, a heavy column of wood, a tree that has been completely rounded off on all sides, held aloft to carry the top of the canopy of the tent itself. And across the way, you can see a larger flap tent that is currently closed that appears to be probably the performers' entrance. You can see above you four hanging lanterns that glow with what seems like a flicker of light, but the pattern to them is consistent, meaning it's not probably natural flame. Children and people are beginning to mash around the sides, and the space along the edges of the interior of this tent is starting to get a little cramped. Where do you guide them, Yasha? ASHLEY: Did you guys want to sit in the front row? SAM: That's what we were told is the best seat in the house. ASHLEY: We want to sit in the front row. MATT: So there's-- if you consider a semicircle pattern here, there's-- if you're entering, you can go front to the right, front to the left, front to the center, anywhere in between. Where would you like to be currently sitting? ASHLEY: Front and center? Or do you want to be on the sides? LAURA: Front and center! ASHLEY: I take them to the front and center. MATT: Front and center, okay. LIAM: I'm going to keep my hand on my meager purse for the evening. MATT: Okay. LAURA: As soon as I sit down, I'm going to pull out my sketchbook and draw the moon and the shadow card that Molly showed me. MARISHA: As we're walking over, I say, hey, Yasha, 'cause I was totally on your shoulder, heard you talking about my friend, Jester. ASHLEY: Ah, shit. MARISHA: Yeah. ASHLEY: I didn't mean anything by it. I just-- MARISHA: No, dude. No, she's never mentioned a significant other, so, I mean. ASHLEY: Oh, I'm not looking for anything, I just-- MARISHA: Will you hold me through the show? (laughter) MARISHA: Like, cradle me? ASHLEY: That's an extra charge. We do do that, though. MARISHA: How much? ASHLEY: Well, it's an extra five gold pieces. MARISHA: Five gold? ASHLEY: These arms are worth a lot. TALIESIN: It's a very swaddling hug. You've never experienced anything like it. ASHLEY: It's the best way to see the show, if that's how you want it. MARISHA: I'll give you five silver just to have your shrug to sit on so my butt's not on the floor. ASHLEY: I don't take off my shrug. MARISHA: Oh, sorry. ASHLEY: How about you just keep your money and I'll put you in a chair and I'll just watch over your weapons. MARISHA: Okay. MATT: So she places you on the ground, as there are no chairs. ASHLEY: On the ground, I mean, because there's no chairs. LAURA: Oh, there's no chairs? Aw. I was picturing benches. That's okay. TRAVIS: There's no benches? Oh, fuck. MATT: Where are they going to transport benches from place to place? ASHLEY: That's a good point. TRAVIS: Carnival? I don't know. (laughter) MATT: Well, sorry, you have Fletching and Moondrop to deal with. TALIESIN: Bring a cushion from home like a regular person. MATT: So, as the music has died down and everyone begins to crowd in and whisper to themselves, eventually it begins to quiet a bit, everyone having their seats. The familiar sound of the fiddle begins to play, and everyone quickly gets quiet, down to a hush. The music seems sourceless in the interior of the tent. Everyone begins to look around to see where it may come from. You hear points of hushed "look"s, pointing off in different areas, and at the top of the tent, you see, seeming to stretch and fall, like a slow drop of water, the man in red you saw earlier descends from the top of the tent, but now dressed head-to-toe in a matching deep blue outfit and full makeup, to where he appears out of the canopy of the tent. He hangs from a rope by one foot, it's wrapped around and clutched as his foot catches the edge. Playing his violin ever-so-slowly as he carefully descends, and then at the last moment releases the rope and lands on his feet, continuing the music he's playing. He slowly spins as the longer-haired elf leader of the earlier parade that you saw, the one that had marked back briefly to your two new friends over here, enters the tent from the distant flaps, the performers' entrance, his head now sporting that same tall hat, flopping backwards at the apex. He extends his arms, removing the hat, and takes a deep bow as the crowd begins to clap. (applause) MATT: "Ladies and gentlemen of Trostenwald, I am Carnival Master Gustav Fletching, and allow me to "welcome you to the Fletching and Moondrop's Traveling Carnival of Curiosities." (applause) MATT: "I ask you, each and every one of you--" You hear some children giggle as he makes eye contact. " --grant us your imaginations this eve but a trifle bit of time, and allow us to reveal a realm "of laughter, mystery, danger, and beauty. I see you've already met Desmond." And he gestures towards the man in all blue who's playing the fiddle. "He'll be part of our story tonight, so "keep a wily eye for the shifting fool. But first, I tell you a tale of two sisters of the Fey." And as Desmond slowly leaves the tent, you see two armored guards by where he is now have entered, two of the Crown's Guard are stepping by the entrance where he walked in, watch him pass. "Lost "without form into the mazes of the underworld. There, where the body would break, they found a "teacher in a mystical serpent, and the gift they received was the ability to bend with this maze "that captured them and slither their way back to the surface to reclaim their place in the world.
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