Hell's coursers

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From: Seeking Curios and Secrets in the Forgotten Quarter


The brass hunting horns of devils ring out across the empty avenues of the Quarter. What, or who, are they hunting? Observing devils at their hunts is hardly a safe pastime, but could be interesting.

Unlocked with  80-103


Challenge information

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  • 35 - very chancy (42%)
  • 43 - chancy (51%)
  • 51 - modest (61%)
  • 60 - very modest (72%)
  • 68 - low-risk (81%)
  • 76 - straightforward (91%)
  • 84 - straightforward (100%)

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  • 55 - very chancy (41%)
  • 68 - chancy (51%)
  • 82 - modest (61%)
  • 95 - very modest (71%)
  • 108 - low-risk (81%)
  • 122 - straightforward (91%)
  • 134 - straightforward (100%)

Success

Blood sport

You observe their hunts for a few days, although it's difficult to look at what happens when they catch up with some wretched victim. The devils have a small, unmarked prison at the edge of the Forgotten Quarter. [...]


Failure

A gleaming smile

They caught him. The brass horns sounded and the screaming started. The things they did to him! And then the most elegant huntsman turned and looked up, straight at your hiding place. He smiled. He smiled...