Greetings! I am Silvestri Carnivalis! After some initial disorientation,
I have ascertained that somehow, for some reason, the Goddess of Chaos
has transported me from about 470 years after the founding of the Empire
to now, 600 years later. I will leave aside tales of my grief, and of my
anger and dismay at finding myself so impossibly far from my former
life, for I am a Carnivalis, and the show must go on!

Though it seems my family has been forgotten, in my time, we were the
most famous entertainers in Imperial Seleucar. One of my ancestors was
jester to Lord Nicator himself! Even worse than forgetting my family, it
seems you all have lost the art of Jestering.

Therefore, I propose, with the blessing of Lady Czanthria of Cyrene, to
open a Jestering school in her fine city. I would like to take on some
apprentices, but I know none of you. Thus, those of you who would be
interested in setting aside their past studies and beginning as a Jester
should make an application via letter to me, Silvestri. Tell me why I
should teach you this ancient and respected art of entertaining, and try
to make me laugh!

-- Silvestri Carnivalis, ex-Imperial Jester.

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Mayan, in the year 298 AF.