The world was bright. A little too bright, but Jester didn't mind. The clown felt blissfully satisfied. Lately, he was finally in a game worth playing. He had found the most glorious piece on the chessboard. A queen. A piece that would storm down any in its wall, without hesitation crushing those before her to reach her goal. He skipped along the roads in Lavender Port City, he was currently wearing his usual clown suit. White fabric, peach-coloured rings around his arms and waist, a black diamond and heart on his top. His shoes were curled up into a point and on his face, a green star and a yellow spade had been painted on each cheek. His queen was nearby that he had made sure of. Wherever she went, something fun was sure to follow. As long as he was close, he was ready to jump in whenever the game was afoot.
They were travelling through Lavanitir Port City, it was surprisingly crowded, the morning market was bustling. Vendors behind their stools, calling for the attention of the passers-by. Shouting their sales pitches, the same thing they did every day. What dull lives they did lead? Day in Day out, scrounging for jewels, creating this product only to pawn it off to anyone who would buy it. Jester wanted to bestow them the favour of ending their pitiful lives for them so that they no longer had to exist in such a pitiful manner.
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