From on top of the stage, a brown cloaked figure stood before leaping off and doing a graceful spinning flip as they landed on their feet at the front of the stage before standing up straight. Compared to most of the crew, they were smaller in stature, even the women. Yet shape wise was mostly skinny and straight instead of curvy. Raising their hand to their chest, they started speaking. Voice a strong firm voice yet still had a sort of tenderness to it. A bit raspy with a growl, yet rang clearly like a bird.

"The vile King has fallen under shame, and come hither seasons of peace and allow love to shine brightly as the traveling lamp! Prithee, thou gods, say nay to more tragedy and alloweth our hearts to beat and burn forevermore! Let there bloom life instead the decay of death!" They said, their hand moving the edge of the hood before ripping it off and tossed it, flower petals bursting from it and showering the crowed and scene. There stood the figure of a blonde, wearing a greenish teal bandana around their head. Wearing a light blue no sleeve shirt with a brown vest with golden tripping, brown leather gloves and black shorts with a utility belt and what could be a yellow furred belt around the waist and dark brown thick boots. Painted up pirate swords, one on each side of the hip. They looked either a bit like a very pretty boy, or a boyish girl. Some blotches of black soot on their bare arms and cheeks didn't help.

Karnrad Allard of the Tantalus group. Honestly, she wasn't exactly sure how she was convinced in doing this. She didn't really enjoy being in the spotlight like this. She much preferred working the little mechanics. But to help provide some distraction, she supposed it would have to do. Besides, improvising was what the team was good at. They already done it a lot tonight with this play.

Turning toward the 'Princess' Karn gave a pleasant romantic smile, emerald green eyes bright and hopeful. Placing her left hand over her chest where she could feel her beating heart while the right outstretched, catching a red flower and holding it out to the beautiful woman. 

"I beseech thou, fair maiden. Let my life fall on your delicate fingers. For a life caged and trapped under your caring hands holds more freedom then the open skies where I would weighed down to the cold earth by a iron heart. Never to really fly. I want to be your canary, my princess. Forevermore." she spoke clearly and strongly, full of hope and vigor. While mentally hoping that it was about time to go now. It was a bit odd to see two strangers on stage, but she supposed there was a some reason for it. As long as they don't disrupt their plans, she didn't particularly care. Everyone seemed to be playing along at least.