The platform.
You are standing on the platform. It is retreaded with some kind of parquet,
made of lacquered wood. This is where you can perform your arts and others in
the amphitheater before you will see and hear. Behind you is nothing but a
screening blue curtain.
A list of instructions lies on the floor.
Obvious exits are: s and se.
%Tazliel looks slowy around the room, taking good measure of the audience
%Tazliel pauses and takes a deep breath before starting with a strong yet
    gentle voice
%Tazliel says 'Fierce Warriors and Mighty Wizards, Fellow Storytellers, it is
    an honor for me to be in front of you in the magnificent city of
ShadowKeep.
    ..'
%Tazliel says 'for it is for your entertainment that I will introduce a
    character famous amongst my people...'
%Tazliel says 'for today you will encounter Tazghul the Smart Orc !'
%Tazliel says 'A long time ago, in my country, orcs were widely known to be
    creatures of darkness and sheer strength'
%Tazliel whispers '(bloody murderers scared by the sun)'
%Tazliel says 'they were at war with the other creatures of the lands,
Graceful
    elves, Proud Dwarves, Cunning Hobbits and the ever expanding Humans'
%Tazliel says 'the war was endless as each side gains were fading as the night
    followed the day.'
%Tazliel says 'but the NightCrawlers were on the verge of a major
breakthrough'
%Tazliel eyes Gorehound suspiciously.
%Tazliel says 'with unholy magic, the puppermaster of the creature of darkness
    bred a new type of monsters, half Day half Night, bound to their master by
    links stronger than iron.'
%Tazliel whispers '(rapists and slavers)'
%Tazliel says 'Of this new breed, an unlikely hero would emerge.'
%Tazliel says 'Born of the seed of Man from the womb of she-orc, raised in the
    deep caves, some whispers that he was in fact a Maiar reincarnated.'
%Tazliel winks at Ggr knowingly
%Tazliel says 'As from a very young age, he showed cunning well beyond the
    realm of mortals.'
%Tazliel makes a pause and takes a more cheerful, almost folksy voice.
%Tazliel says 'That one time for instance, when the lad was still in training
    the pits of a mountain we Valar call Mordor.'
%Tazliel says 'He had acquired an elven helmet by some unknown means and even
    though it was not a great item, he was quite attached to it.'
%Tazliel says 'Coming back from a hunt, Tazghul couldn't find the sentimental
    headgear nowhere.'
%Tazliel looks around quickly as if searching for something.
%Tazliel says 'He quickly thought about his situation and the next morning
...'
%Tazliel jumps and stomps on the stage, creating a noisy impression of a
    rampage.
%Tazliel makes such a noise that Felder wakes up from a drunken sleep
%Tazliel says '"Orcs and Halfings! Trolls and Kobolds! An item of little value
    but of great sentimental importance has been taken from me by one of
you!"'
%Tazliel says '"If it is not back on my cot by three days, I shall do what
Azog
    the Great did and whatever may be shall be!'
%Tazliel is now taking back the jovial and folksy voice.
%Tazliel says 'Needless to say in Orcish, there was more grunts and less words
    but that's how it has been passed down by countless generations of Valar
    bards'
%Tazliel says 'The whole training camp was confused and shocked as none of the
    taskmasters intervened. They all had heard of Azog but what terrible
things
    would befall if Tazghul did not get his helmet back ?'
%Tazliel says 'On the second day, Tazghul started spreading rumours. Oh surely
    he would abhor do such things, but he worshipped the great Azog as all
    young Orcs should.'
%Tazliel says 'And he would have no choice to do nothing less than what his
    Hero would.'
%Tazliel takes a longer pause, sighs deeply before continuing...
%Tazliel says 'On the morning of the third day, the helmet was on Tazghul's
    cot.'
%Tazliel says 'Without a word, he took it, put it on his head and went back to
    his daily duties...'
%Tazliel says 'The whole camp was in terrified awe, as it was unheard that
    missing belongings ever returned without at least a few deaths.'
%Tazliel fiddles with his crude picollo and starts again, in a much lower,
    secretive, voice...
%Tazliel says 'Later that night the head taskmaster summoned the young man-orc
    to his hut and asked...'
%Tazliel says '"I see you got your helmet back, I heard your claim to do what
    the Great Azog would have done."'
%Tazliel says '"This alone put enough fear in the heart of the thief. But now,
    tell me, what would have Azog done ?"'
%Tazliel says 'Tazghul waited a moment before answering, as if he never even
    considered the question before and replied...'
%Tazliel scans the audience for reaction...
%Tazliel says '"Oh well, I guess he would have stolen another one somewhere."
    he answered in a matter-of-fact voice...'
%Tazliel says 'Upon hearing this, the taskmaster decided to send Tazghul away
    from the training pits, to the special place where Uruk-Hai were.'
%Tazliel says 'but this, my friends, is another story.'
%Tazliel bows deeply three times with a grand hat gesture, first to Ggr, then
    to Glaurung and finally to the audience.
%Tazliel walks off stage through the curtain.]