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The Mounted River Guard is approaching the circus entertainers alongside a companion guard on foot. He carries a long spear on horseback and his companion some shortened form of a halberd or bardiche.
In an austere voice, the Mounted Guard addresses them:
- Move away, you vagrants and layabouts! You are blocking this bridge, and we want none of your jibes and foolery here. There a Mad Wizards and Foul Witches, changeling kindreds, the otherkin and wicked Elves about! The Witchfinder of the Oration is here, it is no laughing matter. Now move away, before I make you...!
(The Mounted River Guard levels his spear at the Maestro Charivari threateningly, as the ringmaster cowers)