You ask Hilde if she can produce an axle or a wheel. Something to help this gentlemen on his way.

"How about we use part of your body instead?" Hilde asks, giving an offended scoff. "I bet a femur would hold until we get to town."

"So kind, so kind." The jester says, releasing your hand and groveling. "To offer part of your body to help a stranger. I must say, if you are as funny as you are kind then I might be in trouble."

You ask him what sort of joke he was going to tell. Perhaps you can go in his stead.

"As kind as you are you are still competition, my friend." He says with a finger over the mouth and a giving a slight nod. "Should we meet again at the castle, you will have your chance to hear. I'm sure it will cause our dear Princess to keel over and guffaw for an hour!"

Wanting to know a bit more about the Princess, you ask what she looks like.

"She looks like the most lovely lady in all the lands, of course!" The jester says like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

You ask for a bit more specifics. All you know is that she sounds beautiful but depressed. What is she, a hot goth or something?

"A goth you say? Interesting... And apt! The fair princess has long, straight hair that is black as a calm pond at night. Her eyes? Sharp as a hawk's. Her skin? A lovely pale shade like she was consumptive. She is said to hardly see the sun, and veils her face when she has to." The jester. says. "Black of course, as are the rest of her gowns."

"An adlib, already. Fascinating." Zul says, scribbling in her notes.

You turn confused to the alien she says, "Well, 'Goth' likely means something else considering the time period the story is in, and though I don't know human history all that well I'm pretty sure the fashion style didn't even exist yet. You probably altered the princess' glamour to make her that type of Goth."

You say you are a bit shocked you can just alter things like that. And you ask if you can speak anything into the story that way.

"Shocked? Why? You know where the word for 'glamour' comes from, right? But anyway, you can't alter the story directly." Zul replies. "But you can somewhat alter the fae in the story and the story will try to bend to make it consistent."

Tamako nudges you with a mischievous smile, and giving a few furtive glances towards the tallest in your group and whispers, "So you like long dark hair, dad?"

"Goths, huh...?" Kamiko says, lost a bit in thought.

Wanting to get back to the task at hand, you ask what the Princess' name is.

The Jester pauses for a moment in thought and then says, "What is her name? She's the princess of this kingdom, how could you not know? It'd be like asking the King's name, could you imagine? And honestly... you ask for others, but you haven't even given me your name yet!"