[There's a cheery bit of humming over the network, the brush of fingers over the receiver.]
Test, test! Let's try... Ramuh:Ula menida tula oh (tula oh)
Tela omnida tula ei (tula ei)
...[The voice sounded strange as she sang, fuller and with its own added echo. In the recorded distance was a very brief, very quiet rumble of thunder. It silenced as the voice did, before there was a delighted applause.]
Oh, it's working! Good.
Good afternoon, one and all! I am Madhuri, a bard from the Azim Steppe, and I owe a debt. I've been tasked with creating a show, and I have just the thing... burlesque! Or cabaret. The definition of both is quite muddy, dears, but do take your pick of which term you like.
As for what that is, it's... hmm. It's song, dance, skits or even dramas with an adult flair. It's a 'put the kids to bed and come have a little loud fun' sort of thing. Viewers sit and enjoy food and drink while a solo performance or a group performance gives them a few merry little tunes while dressed in the loveliest garters, stockings and other wild things on offer!
Before you ask: It's a "look, but do not touch" sort of show. We're here to liberate and entertain, and it isn't a brothel. Tsk-
The number of times these heels of mine have been applied to faces to make the point known...
So I'm going to need the aid of some none-too-shy costume designers, daring makeup artists and even bolder performers who feel like cutting a little loose a few nights a month.[You can definitely hear the smile in her voice now:]
This ab-so-lutely includes the gentlemen as well as the ladies; I've seen some of you out and about today, fellas... let's just say I see lots of potential.
Don't be shy~
But I've held your ear for long enough. Drop me a line if you're interested either here or at my trailer in lot 26
. Unless of course you'd rather just chat with little old me instead. I'm here.