[He sort of harrumphs, irritably. It's not like how he went off about the gods before, but there's a distinct sense he's deeply disgruntled about this notion.]
Sounds like a pain to keep putting it on. How do people even get tickets? They call it "The Cursed Play" at the box office, or what?
[The whole play itself sounds kinda yikes too, like someone decided to write a whole play about Ironwood, except actually as a king rather than a wannabe one. Bleh. He really wants that damn pizza now.]
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[He sort of harrumphs, irritably. It's not like how he went off about the gods before, but there's a distinct sense he's deeply disgruntled about this notion.]
Sounds like a pain to keep putting it on. How do people even get tickets? They call it "The Cursed Play" at the box office, or what?
[The whole play itself sounds kinda yikes too, like someone decided to write a whole play about Ironwood, except actually as a king rather than a wannabe one. Bleh. He really wants that damn pizza now.]