"Now Sir," Said Luke with a knowing smile, "You may wish to return that to the beautiful lady just there." He pointed to the woman he knew had the man's hankerchief. As the crowd lauged he set up his next trick. To the cheers of the crowd he made requested cards appear in flashes of light, produced a tiny snowstorm from a mug of water and a hand fan, with the help of a young woman made a large knot in a rope seemingly vanish, and produced flowers from thin air.<br/>"And for my final trick, something I learned from an Irrune Mystic, the most effecient way to put out a torch with ones mouth!" He showed the crowd three small torches, and with a snap, a small flame appeared at his fingertips and lit the torches. He lifted the first torch, tilted back his head, and slowly lowered the burning, blistering flame toward his mouth. As it neared, he...Blew it out. To the groans of the crowd he relit the torch, and placed it in his mouth, seemingly swallowing the flames. He did it again and again, "accidently" relighting torches by holding them in the same hand as lit torches. As he completed the set, he took a glass from behind the sign and took a drink before going to eat the final torch, as it got to his lips he instead spewed forth a ball of fire, above the crowd, and gave a dramatic bow.<br/>"I have been the Amazing, untoppable, truely remarkable Mothwood, and I hope you enjoyed the show, feel free to stop by at my next show everyone! Enjoy the Bazaar!"<br/>