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You meet Feducci at a wide, lonely plaza. Your eyes widen as you see him: he has brought a horse. And a lance. A lance. If that were not bad enough, his arms are swathed in enough black ribbons to hide his bandages. There are dozens of them: how many of his own society has he killed?
You leap aside from the lance's tip and see the steel point drive through the tree behind you. While Feducci wrests it out, you run for cover. Warding off further lance charges, you scramble into some sort of ruined temple. Feducci dismounts and follows you in with a sabre. You exchange many blows in the dim light before Feducci falls for an elaborate feint.

03 August, 1898

An illustration of certain scenario of Fallen London Black Ribbon storylet.

For anyone who want to be acquaintance, I accept almost everything except duel to death.

Description

You meet Feducci at a wide, lonely plaza. Your eyes widen as you see him: he has brought a horse. And a lance. A lance. If that were not bad enough, his arms are swathed in enough black ribbons to hide his bandages. There are dozens of them: how many of his own society has he killed?
You leap aside from the lance's tip and see the steel point drive through the tree behind you. While Feducci wrests it out, you run for cover. Warding off further lance charges, you scramble into some sort of ruined temple. Feducci dismounts and follows you in with a sabre. You exchange many blows in the dim light before Feducci falls for an elaborate feint.

03 August, 1898

An illustration of certain scenario of Fallen London Black Ribbon storylet.

For anyone who want to be acquaintance, I accept almost everything except duel to death.