Hidden in the shadows, Keefer couldn't wait for his entrance. He had donned black pants, a brown and gold shirt, a black vest complete with medieval lion insignia, and a black traveling cloak for the occasion. It made him feel like an old-fashioned knight. Sure the costume was quite from the correct time period, but he liked it anyways.

Get on with it, Treyen! he thought, sneaking a peek at the audience from the stage. But, he was pleased to note, the fire is roaring and will be perfect for later. And Treyen thought we had too much wood. You can NEVER have too much wood. He caught himself, realizing he wasn't listening to the narration. He didn't want to miss his cue.