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Your life becomes a cycle of stressful but thrilling work in the King's Court, where the threat of a horsewhipping still looms every time you push the audience too far, and ribaldry on the streets of Hondelet each night. Your carousing is noted by all, a fact that pleases you in the moment when you note it at all. [+Bawdiness]

Your body itself is sore taxed by all that you imbibe and all the different bodies you press up against. Fortunately for you, you've conditioned it well enough to survive anything short of a direct catapult strike. The speed with which you rebound from your excesses only strengthens your resolve to test yourself again. [+Surety]

While your celebrations don't interfere with your performance at Court, they soak up all the time and energy you are expected to be working on a piece for the Bardbrood. Through Kitty Harlowe, you can tell that the group's patience is being sorely tested by the long string of missed deadlines and slipshod content you provide. [-Bardbrood]

Onward