Look for the Portly Assassin
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From: The Portly Assassin
There aren't many twenty-stone bruisers in these parts.
Challenge information
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120
- 82 - very chancy (41%)
- 102 - chancy (51%)
- 122 - modest (61%)
- 142 - very modest (71%)
- 162 - low-risk (81%)
- 182 - straightforward (91%)
- 200 - straightforward (100%)
Success
Meeting a certain gentleman
The Portly Assassin shelters from a bat-storm in the lee of a swaying shack.[...] He says, 'That's close enough. I'm sure we can talk a bit, but there's no need to get friendly.'
You agree. He has the kind of hands that throttle horses. To business.
Watchful is increasing…
Fighting a War of Assassins is increasing… (+1 CP)
Failure
Colourful local dialect
The urchin girl gnaws on a rat-flank and looks at you as if you'd grown a second head. 'Wot, up here? You're 'avin a larf, aint'cha?'
