Arriving at the aftermath of a bloody, violent clash between two mighty warriors, the PCs come face-to-skull with the grim visage of Death Itself, come to claim the vanquished knight. However, since its mark has gone and pissed off, Death charges the reenactors with tracking down and reclaiming its errant prize. The Black Knight's torso leads the players on a merry chase through a plague-ridden village, to a mass grave, to a shoppe where dark practices are underway to undo the Riddle of Life, much to the Grim Reaper’s annoyance.
Reenactors new to the curriculum are asked to bring whatever dice they have (the HoLE will fill in any gaps) as well as a Python-esque sense of the absurd. Character sheets, coconuts, and spam will be provided. Moistened bints lobbing scimitars are heavily discouraged from participating.
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