Welcome to Legends of Aventress.

I'm Nikki and you're listening to Once Upon a Witchlight.

You are all standing on the stage in Motherhorn, having just performed a short play for not just the darklings that fill the audience here, but to your surprise, the lady of Motherhorn herself, bitter end.

Endelin rises from her curtain to balcony at the very top of the theater hall.

And as she claps slowly, she hushes the audience as she announces to stage fright that

you are to be brought to her chambers. And just as quickly as she announces this, you see another

goblin wearing a strange carved wooden mask over its face as it rushes into her box

and begins to talk to her. She holds her hand up as if to keep the room in silence. And

she listened to this conversation before she looks up and she calls out,

Stage fright.

Bring them to my audience chambers when they are summoned.

For now, return them back from whence they came.

And she ushers the goblin out of her box and she takes a handful of her skirts

as she swishes them and swirls out of her box, leaving the, leaving the room in silence.

No one says anything for a moment before stagehand takes the cane that he carries around

and he thumps it on the

stage twice. The lights illuminate and everyone begins chattering and speaking. Stage fright

rushes over to you. Um, okay, uh, well, she wants to have an audience with you. This is,

this is, oh, well, for now, um, you should freshen up. You look awful. That was

spectacular. Oh, thank you. I didn't know you had such skills, such abilities. Well, that's us.

Skilled and been killed with abilities. Yeah, we were doing for a long time. Clearly, she's going to want a full production.

So my mind is, okay.

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