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fiddle grows tense once more. “Even as the sun |
"would rise anew, bellowing roars will quake the |
lands of Xhorhas and beyond. Terrible beasts, now |
"freed from their dark masters, scattered into our |
world.” (roars) A terrible, guttural roar shakes |
the room, followed by the sounds of grinding and |
dragged chains. From behind the performers’ flap, |
the half-orc, Bo, who you’d met earlier, the |
Breaker, and the fool, who is now still playing |
the fiddle, yet the bow of it continues to go on |
its own as he drags the other chain with his arm, |
wrapped around his forearm. The two of them pull |
something through the flap. It swells, and from |
beneath it is revealed an enormous creature of |
green scales, slimy-looking skin, and a corpulent |
form, large toad-like legs frame a rotund torso, |
and muscular arms that are manacled and pulling |
him in. It fights and wrestles against the taut |
chains as it’s pulled further and further towards |
the center of the tent, but is held in place by |
the two men. It roars a second time. (roars) The |
front row immediately pulling back and screaming. |
You hear kids begin to cry. A handful of townsfolk |
shoot to their feet, grasping the children in |
fear, preparing to run. |
LAURA: Have we ever seen anything like this |
before? |
MARISHA: Yeah, what’s it look like? |
LAURA: Well, he just described what it looked |
like. |
MARISHA: By name. |
MATT: You have not seen this creature. Gustav |
continues, seemingly unflinched by its approach. |
“The devil-toad crawls hungrily–” |
SAM: But what does it look like? |
(laughter) |
MATT: “–into the land of the free folk, lording |
over nightmares as they say, and what truth lies |
"behind the eyes of this beast? What would be |
learned when the guiding heart of innocence |
"pierces the hateful soul and brings it to see |
beauty for the first time? I present to you the |
"vivid voice of Toya.” And as Gustav backs away, |
the devil-toad struggling against the chains, a |
soft, faint voice begins to slowly emanate from |
the air– |
(a voice appears in the background music) |
(exclamations) |
MATT: Eyes previously locked on the frightening |
creature now seek a source and find, atop a |
platform within the chamber, high up on a small |
platform set against the apex of the pole, a young |
dwarven girl, maybe 12 years of age, her braided |
golden hair clasped and her hands at her side, a |
white dress obscuring her feet. She sings with a |
mystifying, mature voice that pierces your hearts |
with joy, unexpectedly and uncontrollably. The |
crowd audibly gasps as one, the entrancing song of |
this girl bringing every person into this music. |
The devil-toad stops struggling against the |
chains, seemingly caught by the sound of her |
voice. Its face drops into a soft smile as it |
slowly walks towards the base of the pole and |
sits. The half-orc and the fool drop the chains and |
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