The Midgets are firmly in the camp of Charley. Your only hope is to convince the Normals and that's not going to be easy either. A lot of them don't like you and most of them are "unified" under Randal and he doesn't like you either.

The only thing you can of is to talk to Madam Orbec. She has the most contact with Randal, maybe you can get her help.

You approach Madam Orbec's tent which has an air of creepiness about it. You see her gazing into a crystal ball.

"Geek! You foul aura disturbs the spirits!"
"Um, sorry…but I need your…"
"Yes, yes, yes, I know you want my help."
"How did you know that?"
"I see what the spirits see! And the spirits see all! You want me to convince Randal to convince the Normals to side with the Ring Master in the upcoming battle tonight!"
"Uh…yeah."
"I suppose I could do that…but I won't, at least not directly…"
"So you're not going to help me?"
"I didn't say that, the spirits say that you can't get something for nothing however…since you seem to be in such a noble mood Geek, then you won't mind performing another noble deed. A deed that will help you as well as us."
"Well, what is it?"

Madam Orbec starts talking to herself.

"Could be a suicide mission. So? Yeah, no risk to us. What about the other thing? Will solve itself."

"You must get rid of the beautiful Sasha's abusive boyfriend Ajax once and for all. Do this and we shall help you." Orbec says addressing you.
"WHAT?! How the hell am I supposed to do that? And why?"
"Do not question the spirits' wisdom! Just DO! Now leave and don't return until you complete this task!"

You exit Orbec's tent. You've got an impossible job to do. Ajax is a vicious thug who beats you for fun on several occasions, there's no way you can beat him even if you had the killer instinct which you don't. You're going to need some help.

You talk to Pervus

You figure Pervus the clown is the only possible candidate to help you in this endeavor. He's immoral enough and doesn't have any allegiances. You don't relish the idea of going anywhere near the clown tent though; everyone knows what terrible things they do to trespassers in there. Fortunately you find Pervus harassing one of the acrobats. She looks terrified, by this scary overbearing clown

"Aw come on, I just wanna get to know ya better. You're so pretty and young with a nice tight ass. What I could do with that for about an hour…"

Suddenly Pervus goes to grab at the acrobat, but she leaps out of the way and runs off in fear.

"Fuckin' cock teasin' bitch…(sniff sniff) I know that smell…smells like a dead dog's asshole after I busted a nut in it…Geek…what the hell do you want?"
"Uh hello Pervus…I uh, need your help with something."
"Oh do ya now? What might that be?"
"I need to get rid of Ajax and I need your help to do it."
"Whoa, hold on there first of all what makes you think I'd help you without asking for something in return, and second of all, Ajax isn't exactly easy prey if you know what I mean."
"Well…what would convince you…and NOT THAT!"

Pervus chuckles.

"Feh, maybe some of my boys might like a piece of your filthy ass, but I'm a little more discriminating…actually you got me in a unique mood. I'm willing to help you. Ajax pisses me off every time I go try to get some liquor from Charley. Walkin' around displayin' that perfect physique. He really needs to be taken down a fuckin' peg. In fact he NEEDS to be pegged in the fuckin' ass. Tell ya what, you get Ajax to come over to the clown tent and we'll do the rest. He's had this coming for a long time." Pervus says stroking his crotch.
"You gonna kill him?"
"No, but I suggest you not ask what we ARE going to do to him. Trust me though; you'll never see him again."
"Uh, okay…but how the hell am I supposed to get him to go over to your tent, nobody ever goes over there!"
"Well I suggest you think of something, if you want our help. See you later and hopefully with a certain Strongman in tow."

Facing Ajax one on one is NOT what you had in mind! You're going to have to do it though. You could attempt to make up a story which may or may not work, or you could go with a much dangerous approach and piss him off so he chases you there. The problem with that approach is you're a dead Geek if he catches you.

You convince Ajax with a story

You don't want to piss Ajax off anymore than what's necessary, so you decide to come up with a story that Charley needs him to go get some money the clowns to because they haven't been paying their latest gambling debts.

You look around for Ajax, but he's nowhere around, typical. The one time you WANT to find him you can't. Eventually you do see him entering Sasha's trailer, you go to knock on the door. He answers it, and already looks pissed.

"You got some fuckin' balls Geek, disturbing me while I'm tryin' to get me some pussy! This better be REALLY important!"
"It is, Charley wants you to go to the clown tent, apparently they gambled on something or other and didn't pay up, so he wants you to go get the money from them."

Ajax, gives you a hard look.

"Why didn't Charley come tell me himself, in fact this is the first I'm hearing about this and I certainly don't understand why he'd send YOU to tell me."
"Well I just happened to be around at his still and he was ranting about some private bet he had with Pervus and well you know Charley…he ended up prodding me with his stick and ordered me to go get you to collect the debt from the clowns."
"I smell bullshit and I don't like bein' fuckin' disturbed from fucking my bitch, let alone by the likes of you! I dunno what your fuckin' angle is Geek, but since you seem to be so interested in the clown tent, let's go asshole!"

Ajax grabs you and raises you above his head with a vice like grip. You attempt to escape, but it's useless. He walks all the way to the clown tent, where inhuman noises are emanating.

"Hey you fuckin' clowns, here's a new fuck toy for ya!" Ajax yells and throws you inside.

Pervus and his crew were working themselves up into a sexual frenzy waiting for Ajax to enter, but instead you got thrown in. They're all a bit disappointed, but they fuck you anyway, no sense in wasting an erection.

You never return from the horrors inflicted on you in the tent that day, and you are forced to serve their twisted pleasures day in day out, never to exit the tent.