In the crystal-clear nighttime sky of mid-Aeguary, the stars twinkled
brightly over the hurried, silent work of several silhouetted shapes on
the edge of the rolling Savannah. Poles lifted high and affixed with
rope and colourful canvas over the freshly churned soil just south of
Lantis' Crossing soon revealed their work's purpose - the Circus of the
Bizarre had returned to Sapience! Once again the cries of the barker
were heard, awakening Achaea from its drowsy slumber and inviting all to
witness first-hand the mysteries held within the tents.

Penned by My hand on the 10th of Ero, in the year 522 AF.