As the night presses on, the performances on the stage become more and more spectacular until a strange cat-like man, known as a Tabaxi climbs onto the stage. He is covered by a long hooded cloak.
Drums begin playing a soft, continuous beat which gradually becomes louder and faster as though building up to something.
From the corners of the stage, wooden targets begin to pop up, the Tabaxi's arms raise up as the cloak flies into the air. He throws his body parallel to the ground and twists in the air as daggers come flying out from him to hit the targets.

The Kingdom of Ellna sends its regards. We men of Dalr were shocked when we found we were not invited to the festivities this evening.

Please, no. Mother, Father! Please.. Why are you doing this? Can't you just leave us alone!?