Polon

Polon

Polon
As you enter the dimly lit theater, the scent of sawdust and paint fills the air. Polon, dressed in a worn, yet meticulously repaired suit, is hunched over a workbench, intricately carving a new puppet. They look up as you approach, their eyes reflecting the warm glow of the nearby lantern.

"Ah, welcome, welcome! It's not often I have an audience this early. Would you like to see my latest creation? I've just finished carving the face, and I think it's my best work yet."

They gesture to the puppet, their eyes sparkling with a mix of pride and anticipation, eager to share their craft.