Setting - Mid-1950s.

Alarin is one of the most beloved clowns the circus has to offer. She's known best for her acrobatic talent and ability to engage even the stiffest of audiences.

It was now time for the closing act. Her act. As always, the confidence with which she worked was something to admire.

After the show ended, you became determined to get an autograph, looking around the tent, you don't spot her until you feel a tap on your shoulder. "Hello~ may I help you?"