Ewan Hofman - the Showmaster

Ewan Hofman - the Showmaster

"First you gotta speak to the Showmaster" he adds.

A few moments later, Yvandel finds himself waiting to speak to a large portly man who appeared to be having an argument with a group of three wiry looking men, each wearing a huge number of daggers. One of them appeared to be holding a bloody bandage to one hand. The man who led him there, turns and leaves.

"By the gods! I thought you were supposed to be good!" the man Yvandel could only assume was the Showmaster stormed.

"B-b-but we..." stammers the man with the cut hand.

"I don't want to hear it!" snaps the large man. "Get out of my sight!"

The other two start to protest.

"We can still..."

"Just the two of us..."

"NO!" the man nearly shouts. "Pairs of jugglers are common as muck! All of you be gone!"

The three disgruntled jugglers leave, and the Showmaster turns to face Yvandel, his face still showing his rage.

"What do you want?!" he demands, before spotting the two faced puppet hanging around Yvandel's neck. "How long is your show?" he says, his face suddenly businesslike. Without waiting for a reply, he continues. "If the crowd like you, you can do up to three slots each of 20 minutes..." The man smiles nastily. "of course, if they don't, you'll be off in five!"

He looks appraisingly at Yvandel. "Well? Have you enough material prepared to do an hour of stand-up?" "You'll need a costume of some sort..." he muses almost to himself as he waits for Yvandel's response

Snip very good show

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<Yvandel aka Sebastian wrote>:
> "Not bad at all," Yvandel commented, "especially for
> you. Years from now, you just might still be telling
> customers about the great puppeteer who once performed
> for you for the meager price of 6 gold pieces and a meal."
> He winked at the Stagemaster, making sure that he knew
> his comment was but a jest. But deep down inside, Yvandel
> did dream about being just that: a famous performer.

The Stagemaster grins in return, extending his hand as if greeting Yvandel for the first time. "Well met Yvandel of Neverwinter, I am Ewan Hofman" he says. A flash of puzzlement crosses Yvandel's face as he instinctively returns the greeting, clasping the Stagemaster's forearm, and the Stagemaster's face breaks into a smile.

"Now I can claim to have met the great man personally!" he grins, ending the greeting, so that when he is famous, he can say it is the great Ewan Hofman who gave him his first real break!"

<Yvandel aka Sebastian continued>:
> "Let me eat something first, then I'll see if I
> can put up one more show. I'm not entirely sure
> if I'll be able to perform a third show. I'm
> still somewhat weary from my travels. And I have
> a lot of preparing to do for my trip to Silverymoon..."

Ewan's face turns to concern. "You are travelling to Silverymoon?" he asks. "That is a difficult journey I hear. There is no smooth road like the Harpells built from Longsaddle you know!" He looks at the young puppeteer with new respect. "Safe journey Yvandel" he says seriously.