Henry’s act is met with a bewildering variety of expressions. Some of the audience is chuckling - this must be a comedy! Others seem perplexed or lost in thought. Still others are glaring openly and shaking their heads. A plethora of whispering takes place between neighbors as they struggle to comprehend Henry's act.<br/><br/>His exit is met with scattered applause, boos, and much speculation. “I do not think that was performed as it was written,” Lord Lucas Caldwell comments dryly.<br/><br/>“At least it was short. That was a mercy,” Henk Herrold replies. “Not like the hour long butchery of<em>Duke Eltan the Triumphant</em>I had to sit through last season.”<br/><br/>A mournful tune fills the auditorium. Wallen Baird appears on stage, playing a funeral dirge on a viol. “Ladies and gentlemen!” he shouts above the discontent. “We apologize for any pain and suffering you have had to endure. Clearly our performer is suffering from some form of vocational difficulty. We invite you to come see The Two-Faced Man again, at a discounted rate. However, Lord Whitburn still pays double!”<br/><br/>“Bring back any of the first four and I’ll be content,” Lord Whitburn shouts back.<br/><br/>“I’ll do you one better.” Wallen makes a flourish towards the stage. “Allow me to present our final act of the evening!”<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>DM's Note:</strong>An unfortunate roll of the dice, but handled with as much grace as possible. Thanks, Glyphstone!<br/><br/>Ershin's act is next, and then I will write a curtain call and move you to the dressing room.<br/><br/><br/>