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They were in the dark, cloaked, with other dark and cloaked figures on a could, miserable muddy night, in a cold, miserable muddy place in a time in history when warmth and paved roads were hard to come by.
"What do you want to know about the bishop?" Tower whispered, in the dark. "It's even an archbishop - but for history to take its course, he must die today!"
[[OOC: They are along at the killing of Engelbert of Cologne, for no better reason then lots of meta - Tower's mun grew up in the town founded at the spot where he was murdered. They could have gone anywhere just for recreational mayhem -- so why not take an event I know well?]]
"What do you want to know about the bishop?" Tower whispered, in the dark. "It's even an archbishop - but for history to take its course, he must die today!"
[[OOC: They are along at the killing of Engelbert of Cologne, for no better reason then lots of meta - Tower's mun grew up in the town founded at the spot where he was murdered. They could have gone anywhere just for recreational mayhem -- so why not take an event I know well?]]
