The wind blows cold against Solomon's skin, causing his long coat to flail about in the breeze. He does not feel it. The moon shines brightly above, illuminating the tombstone before him.

                 Reverend Desmond Quade
                  His lord said to him, Well done,
                good and reliable servant, you have
                been faithful over a little, I will
                appoint you over much; enter into
                your master's joy. [Matthew 25:21]

Cold blood runs down his cheek, seeping through the lining of his mask and falling to the hard earth below. His sword has been cast aside tonight. In his hand, he holds an old iron shovel. To understand the truth, to avenge this horrible crime, Solomon must find answers. He has but one option.

[Burn 2 blood]

2009-01-29 21:38:49 Solomon rolls 6 dice to Digging [Stamina+Athletics] 1,8,8,2,8, 2 (2 successes)  

--Last edited by Solomon on 2009-01-29 21:42:29 --

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