"Ah, yes. I we had another one of your kind here at some point. He was pretty much a grade-a gigantic clod, though. His name was... Star-screech, or something like that? The Ringmaster turned him into a bird. I'm pretty sure she's still keeping him as a pet or something in her tent."

You know. Typical fae stuff. No big deal.

"Anyway... That's incredibly generous of you, though, considering you've seen the worst of the kind of trouble we tend to get into around here," says Peridot. "I'm Peridot. I'm the Carnival's Engineer. One of the Supervisors."