Towards the end of the first decade of the millenium, a still moderately sane and arguably young court jester began engraving scenes from the performances of bards visiting the royal court. Initially the engravings were primarily a service intended for the bards and troupes themselves. Consequently they were both the primary recipients and distributors of the engravings.

Over time, the engravings began appearing in various scrolls, collections and libraries across the realm and the jester foolishly began offering other services.

These days, the jester, now reduced to a certifiably hebephrenic old flesh golem that has long since been commandeered by the cornucopia of disembodied specters haunting what little is left of his brain matter, provides an extended range of bard and troupe services with gibberish sounding names such as:

The jester himself has no idea what most of those words even mean, but the voices in his head assure him that they know what they are doing.