Being uninformed about certain things was... well, normal. However, someone really should have told you that the beasts had escaped the tree. They had tried, of course—but the letter arrived too late. Unfortunately for you.

As you break the unreasonably ornate wax seal, the letter is suddenly yanked from your grasp. A familiar jester leans over you, his free arm draping around your neck as he scoffs at the stolen message.

"Oh, wow! They're only now warning you? Hah! We've been out for weeks!"

He erupts into manic laughter, gripping your chin and tilting your head up. For a moment, his face darkens, swallowed by shadow—leaving only his piercing eyes and razor-sharp grin visible.

"But I'm sure some part of you already knew that... didn't it?"