Critical Jester Studies

Wednesday’s greetings, mortals—this Friday, the wise & wonderful DR. MORTY (H. Dubb) returns & we head to CRITICAL JESTER STUDIES! Whilst Summersbane be away on necromantic business, the academancers shall play…bring thy best motley, & a post-structuralism-informed approach to mirth in a Shattered Imperial context, this Friday at 8PT!

While moving our set out from Crundelwic o’er the past week, I stopped along the way to interview some locals here in the Shattered Empire—about Earth! Please enjoy these tidbits from, “Creatures on the Street!”

CREATURES ON THE STREET
Perspectives on Earth, from beings who ne’er have been there

• “Hm! Medicine that works? I would enjoy that, daresay.” — Rumbo Jarbottle, halfling farmer

• “Hm! Box that keeps food cold, no rats to et it, no worms to appear? I would enjoy that, daresay.” — Alþjófr White-Eye, Dwarrow farmer

• “Hm! Chocolate? I would enjoy that, daresay.” — Bint Wombo, halfling toddler

• “Sounds, to mine ears, as though the whole of that world groans & weeps under the rule of mad kings, with legions of evil guardsmen. Are there no paladins on that world? Here, take this kerchief.” — Lord Giwell Brightshine, Freelance Paladin (available for work)

• “Not enough jobs, nay, shan’t be going there.” — Crumbles, a talking horse

• “Five oceans? For what?” — Dr. Hornbori, Dwarf geologist

• “I find the very notion of a ‘Ghostbuster,’ offensive.” — Clomp, orc ghost

• “Hm! A box of endless nudity? I would enjoy that, daresay.” — Hal Haberdashson, human teen & farmer

• “I demand to see & taste one of these ‘saxophones,’ immediately!” — Malastapen, Elf bard

• [She puffed on a pipe, & scoffed, as I described the stock market] — Goldie Bongo-Smythe, halfling farmer

• [He puffed on a pipe, & took notes, as I described the stock market] — Gordo Gekklegrump, halfling cheesemonger

• “WHY NOT, EAT KING?” — Ugruzh, half-ogre farmer

• “No coin, sorry.” — Unnamed human in a hurry

• “No coin, whee-hee-hee!” — Unnamed leprechaun in a hurry

• “What does that mean, ‘they make food enough for the whole world, but children still starve?’ Is that a riddle?” — Hongo Bigglemonk, halfling farmer

• “Sounds like home.”
  — Zagrugor Thrice-Wretched, Prince of the Middle Hel
  & farmer

Thank ye for reading, mortals—& thank ye to those generous mortals who support our works here with coin!

I hope ye shall join me & the superb Dr. Morty on Friday for CRITICAL JESTER THEORY! ‘Til then—be safe, be well, & may the wicked know no comfort.

Cheers,
Amœnus Franco
Wizard, Writer, Auditing Course but Completing Homework Anyway