As much as Azaka loved her troupe, ten people travelling together in close proximity for months on end could be a little trying. Fortunately they were passing through a mid-sized town in the southern reaches of the Earth Kingdom at the moment, which gave them all the opportunity to go off and do their own thing during the day, rotating watch responsibilities over the caravan. Azaka had drawn the short straw in that she was first on guard duty, but that wasn't so bad. Shortly after her friends had dispersed, curious people were coming over to look at the wagon, which bore colourful fluttering pennants and various posters of their past shows. One proclaimed in very large font that no, they were not the Ember Island Players, which served as an advertisement in and of itself. The EIP were notoriously horrible, although they did have budgets a travelling troupe envied.

Azaka leapt her way onto the roof of the caravan, pulled a pair of knives from her sleeves, and began to juggle them, blades catching the sun nicely. "Come one, come all! Come see the Illustrious Wanderers, bringing you stories and wonders from across the world! Opening tonight, come and hear the voice of the Blue Phoenix, all the way from the Northern Water Tribe! Hear the adventures of the Professor, discoverer of creatures rarely seen by man! Marvel at the gymnastic, earth bending feats of the Iron Twins, who between them held back an entire Fire Nation legion!" That earned a cheer, as Azaka had known it would. "This and more, come by this evening at sunset!"

With that, she somersaulted off the roof, throwing her blades up in the air. She landed on her hands, rolled forward, and bounced to her feet, throwing her hands out to catch both knives exactly in time. This got another cheer, and she bowed dramatically, sleeves billowing.