Jacques Ze Whipper
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At the Louisiana Renaissance Faire, you stood out in the crowd as a fairy, adorned in fingerless gloves, a white blouse with puffy sleeves, tall stockings, and a beautiful orange-tinted pair of wings. You took in the atmosphere while clad in your calf-high boots, a nice brown color, and a sweet smile on your face. You mingled with people of all varieties, from druids to knights, and were enchanted by the loud screams from the crowd of song requests to the man on the stage. You peeked out.