It is said that dead men tell no tales, but this is hardly true. Every headstone, every mourner and every dark corner here were hiding a number of stories each, and that is why Abraham was here today. The Cemetery, although not the first thing coming to mind when one thought 'Spring', had a mystical allure to it, in no small part because it reverberated with fae magic. A security concern, if nothing else.
Sitting on a bench, Abraham spotted a lone man, noticeably different than any other here - he looks emaciated, and the proportions aren't quite right. The knight-errant looks closer, trying to pinpoint anything concretely peculiar. Does he have any strange symbols or tattoos on him? Is he observing any particular place or person? Are there visible weapons? He doesn't approach the man, not yet, instead behaving in a quiet and reserved manner.
One wonders is Fate'd be so kind to provide him with some backup.
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Roll |
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Result |
2019-01-16 06:09:46 |
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Abraham Norton rolls 5 to Size up the weird man (10 Again) |
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7, 10, 2, 4, 4, 5 |
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1 success |
Equipment: Curved sword, deck of cards, smartphone, a small backpack with high-calorie nourishment, a box of matches