The First Jest - Cow Suits

[TMGavLan 92]

Outside of the walls of Arethor, a group gathers around a man as he calls for attention. He takes a flamboyant bow as he introduces himself as the greatest jester alive. Anyone looking at the man dressed in near rags would think him a fool. A hood, stained with dirt covers his face; A face half showing for a tragedy mask covers half of it, the tragedy mask broken in a jagged edge. As eyes wander down his body, a belt with bracers is all he has for a "shirt", his chest and stomach are exposed. Rag pants with rather torn leather boots is all that remains to see. But the man's personality is rather strange, indeed something to watch. As he takes a rather flamboyant bow, his tale begins.

"In a land only to exist if you allow it, lays rolling hills of cows grazing. In the back, a flag raised high before a castle so intricate it is hard to make out to a mortal eye. However, something easily made out is the flag that stretches out from the castle, a flag that flows in the wind. The flag is the flag of The Kingdom of Cowedor!"

At this point the crowd is grumbling, eyes diverting to the limp cow suit sitting next to the man with a rather flimsy-thin metal crown sitting on top as if on display. Doubt amongst the crowd is eminent.

"For those who allowed this Kingdom to exist, a time of entertainment followed. Never could an actor as myself feel so powerful, being granted a royal hall and all. I truly was a King with followers!"

The tinge of heresy was enough to set the crowd on edge, all mumbling of their true King, Godfrey.

"Don't you people see? In a land of so much, there is still room for a grander fantasy. You have nothing to prove, yet so many tried. I cannot even describe to you the amount of death threats rendered to me and my people. Why can't you let it live? A jest, is a jest. Laugh at it and move along. You have nothing to prove to anyone. I can tell you of my great friend, Bukoski the Dwarf. He was Asulon's strongest dwarf!"

The claim that this dwarf was the strongest was already enough for the crowd to go wild. Dwarves in the front were shouting out their strength, saying they were much stronger than a petty fool, a circus performer at that.

"And there it is! Do you dwarves truly think you have something to prove to a dwarf that wore pink and blue? Do you truly have to threaten the life of a jester claiming to be the King of a Kingdom that only exists if you allow it to on the charge of treason? You really don't, it is all a jest. It seems everyone in Asulon takes their life far too seriously. I charge you to sit back and watch my jests, for as long as I live they will not stop."

Although those words did mean something to a few people in the crowd, others will still try to prove themselves to anyone, including a couple of petty jesters. And there will still be those who scowl at men in cow suits, mooing at the top of their lungs. Those men jumping from roof to roof. However, these men are making fools of nobody but themselves.

[The Best Basileus 97]

((Nice read.))

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