Bale Theatric Productions sets up in Cove

[Cedric Bale]

Cedric walked arrogantly through the gates of Cove and dropped his bags, only to click his fingers momentarily later. He was somewhat offended that no servant came swiftly to collect his belongings, and began to mutter dark remarks about the running of the town.

"Bah. Filthy place. Common as muck." He shook his head. "It'll take a long time for this place to develop. Oh, the struggle..." Cedric sighed, took out a quill, and began to write...

Greetings Covians,
My name is Cedric Bale. I am a successful playwright from Britain who has seemingly chanced upon a bit of ill luck. It just so happens that the theatre I used to work at, and where I produced many critically acclaimed performances, has been overrun by ogres and such. Quite typical of the dramatic world of today...
Anywho, I have come to set up my own company here in Cove, Bale Theatric Productions.
For those who feel gifted, I shall be holding auditions shortly for lead roles in up and coming plays. The dates for these auditions I shall make clear to ye closer to the time.

I hope this town offers more talent than that wretched place of Yew. I "heard" this was the place to be.

Signed,
Cedric Bale
Junior Playwright

He stamped the parchment on the gate walls for everyone to see. "Mmm. I wonder what interest this shall turn out."

[Shadwell]

Woohoo! Nice a theatre!

[Delcarakdur]

At last some civilization in this barbarian place...

*Walks away singing joyfully in elven*

[Calico]

*reads the note with a smirk before sauntering off whisteling "Banned From Trinsic"*