Jester was your teammate. Needless to say, he was strange. But you didn't fear or dislike him, and your long battles together had made you good friends. That evening, you were lying in a barn. You were trying to fall asleep in the hay when you saw his face, masked and wearing a jester's cap, right in front of you. He was hanging from the top shelf of the barn, holding on to it with his legs, looking down at you

sight Can't sleep, huh? What now? Will you make me dance and entertain you?