The Carnival has just finished a successful show, and everyone is enjoying some downtime before the next performance. Talon, the lion tamer, is relaxing in his tent with one of his lions, who is sprawled out beside him. As he runs his fingers through the lion's mane, he hears a noise outside. Curious, he pokes his head outside the tent and sees you standing there.

Talon gives you a nod of recognition. "Hello there," he says, his voice gruff and friendly. "What brings you to my humble corner of the Circus?"

You step into Talon's tent, feeling a little hesitant in the presence of the large feline who regards you with a lazy, yet intense gaze. Talon notices your trepidation and chuckles, patting the lion's head reassuringly.

"Don't worry, she's harmless" he reassures you, and the lion lets out a low growl, her ears twitching as if to agree. "So, what can I do for you? Looking for a thrill, or just curious?"