Shabby, torn fabric, stained by weeks of travel and bleached from the harsh sun. Long, thin sticks held the fabric up so it formed a triangle with the earth. The sticks were buried deep within the shifting orange sand to hold off the blistering wind.
Tent, Desert
person
fool
I'm a fool in the royal court. I entertain the king and his court. I exist to make the king and his guests happy.
Hello person. What brings you to this tent? I am wondering if the doctor is here. He's supposed to visit me, but hasn't yet. I apologize but the doctor hasn't been in. I am the fool of the royal court oh dear. I have been sick for TWO days. I can't eat. I think I'm dying. Why are you here? I am here to get water from the nearby spring. I will be heading back to the castle to perform for the King I didn't realize they sent the fool to run errands like that. Here take the herb, if I bring some water you can mix it and hopefully it will help you feel better Oh thank you fool. Who knew a fool knew so much! I have my rare moments. I hope you end up feeling better. Do you like being the fool for the King and Queen? It has its moments. Though I did get punished if either the King or anyone on his court doesn't laugh. Here, I brought you water to mix with the herb Oh I hope this work. I'm sure you hear all the good healing methods around doctors in the royal court.