I am putting these in spoiler boxes to prevent massive walls of text. You all can read these, I’ll let you know when boxes are for specific people.
It takes some time to catch up but you are able to do so. The colorful wagons and carts you see are just as much of a spectacle as the show within the big top. The worries of the world seem to fall away once you catch up and fall in with the caravan.
It seems that you are not the only one with the idea of traveling dangerous roads with the large caravan. You see bards, gleeman, and performers tailing the caravan. You would know that carnivals bring people from all over the country side and that taverns, inns, and village squares would be packed with people looking for entertainment once the carnivals close for the evening. These men and women are just opportunistic entrepreneurs looking to earn a gold crown or two, its not everyday that you are able to find yourself fortunate enough to have such a large attraction hailing a captivated crowd for you to entertain.
On the second full day of traveling alongside the caravan you realize that there is a great divide between the carnival folk, and those traveling with them. They treat each other well enough, but they don’t fully interact with one another. The carnival folk keep to themselves...
It is also on this day that you find a few familiar faces; Ping, Ting, and Fling. Their gnomish faces are split with a smile as they all see you riding in your cart being pulled by two donkeys. In a blur of words they all chime in at once.
“I told you he was traveling with the caravan!” Ping says as he playfully slaps Fling with the back of his hand on Flings chest. Ting responds as he sees your cart; “Look! We don’t have to walk anymore!!” as they climb into your cart and find what room they can, Fling rubs his lower back and says; “Ooohhhh this is what I’m talkin about.”
All at once, in perfect unison, almost as if they had been practicing it, the Ibbleting triplets say; “Can we ride with you Agnus?”
Without giving a moments pause Fling chimes in; “Ping lost our ponies in a bet!” “I did? I did!! What do you call that move you made back there... you know the drill” Ping says back angrily. Unless stopped the three gnomes go back and forth bickering between one another over a bet. It is hard to really know what is going on because they fluently go from common to gnomish back to common again in their argument.
All you do know is that the people who are traveling along side of you begin to look at the newest traveling spectacle, your cart...
I don’t know why I didn’t see this beforehand but as per the module you cannot be part of the carnival. I am just having you travel with them, like many others would be doing. You wouldn’t have any real connections to the carnival folk.
Uleg has had an interesting journey on his road to reconnecting with the Umbra Carnival. Misconnection after misconnection has left Uleg earning his keep as an entertainer at inns and taverns. Though it is not the same as the songs or ballads most would expect to hear in these locations, the musicians seem to give him a share of the coin as Uleg was the spark to the fire when it came to getting the people up and dancing. Sometimes leaving the town in a hurry on his pony as he danced with a young las that was betrothed to a jealous man.
Today his luck has changed. Uleg has learned that the carnival will be in Ilsurian in a few days as it has just left Korvosa. Fortunately for Uleg, he was already in route from Kaer Maga to Magnimar and just passed through Biston on the shore of Lake Syrantula.
When the Umbra Carnival begins setting up in a town they send a scout, a rider ahead of then to the next city they stop at. Along the way the rider goes into villages and their inns to spread the news. The rider that Uleg met was a half-orc man that looked capable of handling himself.
As Uleg rides towards Ilsurian he pulls out the flyer that the half-orc man was passing out. “Visit the ‘Midway’ and test your abilities with games of skill and chance!” “See the exotic creatures and oddities at the ‘Sideshow.’” and “Are you bold and daring enough to enter ‘The Lair of the Sphinx?’” Are headlines that jump off the pages in their bright bold colors.
Saddened a little, Uleg does not see a headline announcing “Sworos the Swift, the stepdancer of the Umbra Carnival.” Giving himself a reassuring nod and smile Uleg things to himself; They cannot fit all the acts on these flyers.
As he rounds the southern edge of the Ashwood, Uleg catches his first glimpse of Ilsurian. It is a small village, buy beautifully laid out on the hill country side shore on Lake Syrantula. Seeing a bridge to cross the river just to the north of town, Uleg makes his way to enter into the village.
Lethyr finds himself sitting alone at a table. Looking across the room, not exactly at anyone but more through all of the people there. Unaware that he is doing it, Lethyr is tapping his ring against his empty glass mug. He is deep in thought. Slowly, as if waking up from a dream, Lethyr comes to and starts to become aware of his surroundings.
There is knocking on the table he is sitting at; “Hello? I said would you like more to drink?” looking around the woman next to your table begins talking to herself. “Where did Natalie run off to now? I knew that girl was going to be worthless from the start...” Directing her attention back at you, the human female before you gives you a welcoming smile and leans on your table as she takes your mug. “How about this, I will go get this refilled for you while you snap out of that little day dream you were having. The names Noria, give me a shout if you need anything.” with a wink she stands back up and starts off.
From a quick guess you’d believe that Noria is about middle aged and she is attractive. She is wearing tight pants that are tucked into calf high boots. Her loose fitting white top flows freely as she walks that reveals a red form fitting shirt below. As she makes her way behind the bar she sets your mug on the counter and heads off through the double doors behind the bar. “Where did that girl go! I told you that she would be...” her voice trails off as she goes deeper into the room behind and the doors swing closed.
For the first time since entering into the Two Waters Tavern you fully take in the room. It is full of people eating and drinking this evening. There is a man in a cloak made of scarves of every color and pattern that is tuning up a lute next to the fireplace. Across the other side of the room there looks to be a man who is sickly, skin slightly damp looking and has a shiver to him.
Your attention is quickly pulled away from him as the front doors burst open. A half-orc man in traveling clothes quickly enters the room and makes a B line for the counter. He says something to the man behind the counter and he disappears through the double doors. A few moments later he comes back with Noria quickly following behind him. She greats him with a warm smile, but you are unable to hear their conversation. The half-orc man places a large colorful piece of paper on the counter, gives her a nod, and makes his way back through the front doors.
Noria hands the paper to the man and waves her hand towards the entry. He goes and hangs it near the door. From your position you can see it is a colorful flyer, but the only words you can make out on the top are “Umbra Carnival.”
As Noria is watching him hand the flyer, she scans the room. Making eye contact with you she jumps to it, fills your mug and brings it to your table. “Sorry about that, this one is on me...” she slides the mug in front of you and with a smile she continues; “You must be new around here, I haven’t seen you before. So, whats got you so deep in thought?”
Noria is a name you have heard before in the short time you have been in this town. She is Noria Arephion, owner and operator of the Two Waters Tavern.
Selkyon is sitting on the floor, holding a little wooden toy horse, as he watches young Ruby play on the floor with a few toys. She is kneeling and spinning having two horses race in a circle. All the while she is humming a tune that she is currently making up. A smile crosses Selkyon’s face as she stops spinning and starts to loose balance. She stumbles forward and catches herself on Selkyon’s knee, looks up at him and laughs her playful laugh.
Grabbing ahold of Selkyon’s hand, Ruby begins to try to pull him from his chair. “Come and play with me Selkee, come and play.” With her adorable smile and tiny voice, there is no living being in all of Golarion that could resist her request.
Sitting across from Selkyon is Ruby’s mother, Laura. She laughs a little; “Oh honey, don’t pull Selkee.. she adds her daughters pronunciation with a little teasing wrinkle of the nose; “onto the floor. I am sure he doesn’t want to crawl around as you do.” She smiles as she gets up and grabs a broom from the corner.
Beginning to sweep she looks towards Selkyon; “It has been great having you around these past few days. My father doesn’t come around often and it is always a joy to hear stories about him. I was wondering how long you would be staying? Clence brought this home last night.” she sets down her broom in the corner and picks up a piece of paper, she hands it to Selkyon. It is a small flyer that says “Umbra Carnival” across the top and it highlights a few of the attractions. “It should be here and open in a few days. I would love it if you would be able to go with us, it would be our treat. Its not much, but it would be a little thank you for all the help you have been these past couple of days.”