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At first, all is a barely organized frenzy of queues and the unloading of cart after cart of fine comestibles from the royal larder. But then, startling even you, there is a blast of fanfare.

"And now, gentle citizens, Their Majesties present to you, direct from the Court of Westfenster Palace, the exemplary and beloved Royal Jester Bandochel and his marvelous monkey!"

You shoot a look at Brute. "Since when do you and I share a fanfare?" you mutter. It blows a raspberry at you, eyes crinkling with good humor.

To The Stage

Marvelous, marvelous! Thankee kindly for that welcome," you say wryly as you leap into the town square, making a show of cleaning out your ears after the shock from the trumpets. The crowd chuckles and draws closer, clearly hungry for some amusement.

You'd already decided how you might ease them in to your display today: