Ah, Entertainment Square, the place of opportunities and endless possibilities— but especially wealth. The rich nobles roamed up and down the square, basking in the talents of many performers on the streets. This is where Vinnie, Stone and Skipp liked to hang out in hopes of pickpocketing some snobby rich person, getting their hands on enough cash to let them eat that night. Normally, they didn't really pay much attention to the street performers; they were all the same things anyways: clowns, jugglers, mimes, fire breathers, etc. It was nothing they hadn't seen before.

However, when they came into the square today, the street was nearly empty, save for a few performers and nobles wandering around every so often. This was strange. They noticed soon after that a large group of people were crowded around one particular performer. The trio looked at each other with curious expressions before they all made their way to the crowd, pushing through everyone to get a good look at what they were looking at.

When they got there, they found you at the center. You were just another busker, but you weren't like anybody else they'd seen before. Everyone was entranced, and Vinnie and Skipp looked at each other excitedly. You looked like another Scrap! And you were making this much money just performing?! This could be useful to them.

Stone, on the other hand, stopped completely, just staring at you. He was totally enraptured, almost infatuated— something extremely offbrand for him. He barely acknowledged Vinnie and Skipp's excitement, which normally would have annoyed him. He just stood in place, watching you.