"Welcome! Welcome! Will luck be on your side this year?"
It's the Flameforger's Festival and the atmosphere is definitely running hot. A merry voice carries over the crowds leading you curiously to a large tent marked 'Bonfire Bingo' to find rows of tables and chairs set up and evenly spaced with a larger table at the front. Despite being called a bingo you see none of the usual instruments or tokens.
Quite oddly you notice a few subtle advertisements for Pinkerton's Plundered Pile. Regardless you take a seat and wait for the hosts to speak more. One long Spiral waves in all dragons that peek into the tent behind you, scribbling frantically at a scroll.
"Welcome to the Bonfire Bingo, this year promises to be a jam packed one. As we begin I should warn you that this is not your typical bingo. With every passing year, I strive to reach new heights in this event and you are all here to witness and partake in it. I am ChickenFry, yes that is indeed my name, and I usually am a spice merchant in this grand bazaar but for the weeks of the Flameforger's Festival I run this bingo. Sadly as much as I would love such a venture to be free it is not and you shall be required to pay for entry into this event. If you would like to leave, now is the time to do so and during the entire event you are welcome to leave or come back at any time, or even start late!"
She waits patiently as there is grumbling from the surrounding dragons and some get up and leave. You remain in your seat, you have some spare treasure in your purse so you might as well see what the bingo requires before you leave.
"Now that we are agreed, let us begin by explaining the rules."