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The Best Audience

Lorenzo from Egla Town seems in need of help.
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Lorenzo:
Ah, Rover! What wind blows you here today?
Lorenzo:
Egla Town is where I grew up. I always come back during the troupe's off-seasons.
Lorenzo:
And this time, I've invited someone special to join me. Chalulu, go ahead and say hello to Rover!
Chalulu:
Eeya—ha!
Lorenzo:
Chalulu really seems to fancy you, Rover. You must have a charm that speaks to Echoes.
Chalulu:
Eeya—eeya!
Lorenzo:
Easy there, easy. Seems like she can't wait to share her new discoveries with you. Look—
Lorenzo:
There are more of them, and they aren't just any graffiti. I can feel a unique frequency lingering on them, likely from an Echo.
Chalulu seems to be fascinated by the graffiti, her eyes studying every mark with an intense curiosity.
Lorenzo:
If anyone tries to clean up the graffiti, Chalulu will dash over to stop them.
Chalulu:
Ooh-la ooh-la ooh-la—ya-ha!
Lorenzo:
For Echoes with a strong urge to express themselves, graffiti might just be the easiest way.
Lorenzo:
The question is, what is this kid trying to express? Makes you wonder, doesn't it?
Lorenzo:
Ah, excuse me! Let's call this one "Painter" then.
Lorenzo:
Speaking of Echoes, your connection with them is truly something else. You probably understand their "thoughts" better than I ever could.
Lorenzo:
Could you photograph the artworks by Painter before they get wiped off? We might find something intriguing.

A moon and a sword.
Lorenzo:
This one seems to be depicting the "Night Reveries" of Egla Town.
Lorenzo:
At night, the villagers lock themselves away, while the knight Tacet Discord rises, sword in hand, under the pale moonlight.

A sparkling eye... with a sword at its center?
Lorenzo:
The sword must mean something important to Painter.
Lorenzo:
And the sparkling eye might be a symbol of hope, or admiration.

A knight's mask and swords on one side, a black mask and brushes on the other.
Lorenzo:
The knight is the only hero in the story, and the black mask likely stands for the side characters.
Lorenzo:
I'd bet three Pizza Classica that the black mask symbolizes the evil giant's underling.

A knight's mask, with crossing brush and sword.
Lorenzo:
It seems to mean a face-off. The knight has to defeat the underling before the final battle with the giant.

A crying black mask, yearning for the brush it holds to turn into a sharp sword.
Lorenzo:
Chalulu is trying to wipe the tears from that mask.
Lorenzo:
That brush is fashioned to look like a sword. Very interesting.

Lorenzo:
That's all the graffiti Chalulu wanted you to see. Let's meet at the usual place, Rover.

Lorenzo:
What kind of role do you imagine Painter plays in the "Night Reveries"?
Chalulu:
Ooh-la ooh-la!
Lorenzo:
Glad we agree on that. Painter here is the classic villain in this story.
Lorenzo:
Turns out the Cuddle Wuddle that plays the giant's underling is Painter himself...
Lorenzo:
Well… I was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of the "Night Reveries."
Lorenzo:
A valiant knight, an evil giant, and a crazed, cunning underling. The Echoes played their part so vividly. It all felt real.
Lorenzo:
Eventually, as the first light of dawn broke, the knight felled the giant and his cursed underling. The Echoes then escorted the knight out of the town in cheers.
Lorenzo:
But in a shadowed corner, the "felled" underling slowly rose, fumbling to remove his simple costume. Beneath it was no crazed minion—just a large, lonely Cuddle Wuddle.
Lorenzo:
Through tireless practice, day in and day out, Painter mastered the role of the villain, so convincingly that even the Mad Knight was fooled, believing he faced the true underling.
Lorenzo:
However, flowers, applause, and cheers... are never meant for those who play the villains.
Lorenzo:
"If I could be the knight, the hero, would they cheer for me, too?"
Lorenzo:
Troubled by these thoughts, the Cuddle Wuddle picked up a brush and painted his feelings.
Lorenzo:
The desire to play the knight and become the hero is but a reflection of something deeper. So, tell me, Rover, what do you think the Cuddle Wuddle truly wants?
Lorenzo:
And maybe a heartfelt "Your performance was brilliant."
Lorenzo:
Rover, would you help me find our dear Painter?

Chalulu seems to have sensed "Painter"—better keep up with her!

"Painter":
Hmm?
Chalulu:
Ooh-la ooh-la! Eeya-ha—gulululululu!
(Chalulu seems to have explained your intentions, and the Cuddle Wuddle waves its hands bashfully.)
Lorenzo:
"A villain is never a shadow on stage; it's the spotlight cast upon the hero." Your performance as the villain was brilliant, dear Painter.
"Painter":
Hmm—mmm mmm mmm mmm!
Painter flushes, then rummages through a tear in his body, looking for something.
Suddenly, he pauses, as if he has found what he sought. He clenches the item tightly in his palm, carefully extending it toward you—
In his hand lies a flattened piece of candy, possibly a Carnevale giveaway. He tries, awkwardly, to speak like a human—
"Painter":
Th-th (Thank), guh (you), ee-eh (very), muh (much).

Actor No. 1:
Fascinating… They're likely graffiti by an Echo...
Actor No. 2:
Eeya eeya—ha!
Actor No. 1:
I was thinking the same. They might have something to do with the "Night Reveries" in our town.
Actor No. 2:
Ohh-la-la-la!
Actor No. 1:
You're right. I can't uncover the full story behind these graffiti by myself.

Actor No. 1:
Mom, can't we keep the drawings on the big tree?
Actor No. 2:
I know. It feels wrong to erase them. Hmm, what should we do then...
Actor No. 3:
Such fine strokes and daring colors. Who could be the artist?
Actor No. 4:
I say we just leave them as they are.

Actor No. 1:
Yah-ha—!

Actor No. 1:
Ooh-la, ooh-la!

Actor No. 1:
Hey-yah!

Actor No. 1:
Oh-yah, oh-yah?

Actor No. 1:
Eeya—

Actor No. 1:
Remarkable... it's almost as if the expressive graffiti has brought these dull stone walls to life.
Actor No. 2:
Grandpa, isn't calling graffiti "remarkable" a bit much? And it's in such a dangerous spot!

Actor No. 1:
Yah-ha—!

Chalulu:
Eeya-ha!
Chalulu points at the graffiti, as if reminding you to take a look at it now.

Chalulu:
Ooh-la ooh-la?
Chalulu is studying the graffiti, as if something's on her mind...

Chalulu:
Ya-hah!
Chalulu's expression brightens. Did she just realize something?

Chalulu:
Eeya! Eeya!
Chalulu looks very excited! The truth could be at hand now.

Chalulu:
Ooh... Ooh-la, ooh-la...
Chalulu's expression turns sad all of a sudden… What's troubling her?