You hammer the final iron stake into the ground and quickly make sure that the tent is secure enough to hold for the coming nights. You had just joined the Rakdos Cult mere hours before and didn't want to screw up your first assignment and make a bad first impression. The job was simple enough, help the local guild members set up a small street fair in time for the upcoming full moon and make sure plenty of people paid for the shows and events. "Tent number three is up!" you call out to a man in a black and red jester suit.
The man lets out a cackle and walks over to inspect your work. As a veteran member who had managed to last over a year in the service of Rakdos he was the one in charge of leading this particular endeavor. "Good work my boy, this is some solid craftsmanship!" he says with a hearty laugh as he chews on a slab of roasted meat. "Just needs some fresh blood and some streamers and it'll be ready for the main event!"
You smile as he hands you a scroll with a list of supplies on it and tells you to have them by midnight if you want to be approved as an apprentice in the Rakdos guild. "I won't fail you!" you yell eagerly as you run off down the street towards the market square in the shady part of the district. It was already getting late and the crowds were fairly small, but you still wanted to get done and return as soon as possible. Still, after so much work you'd kill to have a short break and enjoy yourself a bit before moving on to your next task...
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