>>5967451As you look back at them you see the strange rider from before, atop a white steed, pass the bandits and leap onto the top of the train. Something that should be impossible for any normal person. But the sight of long black hair flying freely from the rider as she lands cuts a striking image on the backdrop of the sun.
The crew you’re surrounded by work wordlessly to keep the train moving, though they do shy away from your gaze for some reason. The body of their friend lies still and out of the way, covering the ground with blood. The man's lifeless gaze reminds you that today marks the second time you’ve killed someone. Let the pounding in your heart and thumping in your ears does not allow you time to dwell. You’re not sure if that’s a good thing or not.
The screaming at the back of the train intensifies you
>Scale the train and head to the rooftops to confront the rider (DC 15 Roll)>Head to the passenger carts to confront the brigands (DC 12 Roll)>Perhaps the crew member is still alive? You use everything you know about healing magic to find out (Requires a Crit, 1 or 20) May have unforeseen consequences. >[Write-in] 