Full Moon on the Back Lot

A group of figures stand in a circle. Very strange figures. Let's hear what
they have to say.

The short dark one speaks.
"Oh, Earth, you are so beautiful, you are like luscious hills covered in
sultry green. I love you. Please, come with me, Join me here tonight, s owe
can do powerful things together."

Next, we hear the tall birdlike one.
"I say, I say, Spirits of the East, Bring your selves down heah to our
little Shin-Dig, So mote, I say So mote it Be."

The short one with the big moustache is next.
"Spirits of Fahr, Comeun On here RIGHT NOW or I'll BLAST YA!!!!"

And then the Dark one.
"Spirits of the West, Pul-leeze Gather forth, Indubitably, to our circle.
Thank, You!"

You hear the Priest speak.
"We gat-ther here tonighth to Invoke the Goddeth. Focuth your Thoughth."

The Priestess stands there. You notice her long golden braids and horned
helmet.
"What, Little ole me?"

Her short, sallow maiden says nothing. Curious, you approach closer.
Suddenly, you are challenged by a short man in a horned helmet, carrying a
spear. He challenges you:

"I am the Guardian of the Sacwed Pwayces. Pwease State your Name and the
Puwity of your wiwl."