THe jester may jest but within thine ramblings lie the core of existence, for the world came from chaos and all that remains shall return, therefore the laws of order are all cultivated in the ultimate lie of distributing heir order to the true state. Darn it, the dukes approach, run my friends, I shall delay them by captureing their white bird steed and destroying them, but lest they reincarnate within the coming of the new moon may the will of Charon have mercy.
Welcome one and All to the Jesters Carnival, where the prizes are greater than your wildest dreams, but the nightmares here shall silence you before you can even scream.