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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GreyOne" data-source="post: 133425" data-attributes="member: 858">After greeting the others, Felix follows the Pastor to the table and sits himself down after removing his derby , spinning it with his index finger.  He hangs it from the chair back.Felix digs into the stew with relish, his lips smacking noisily in the quiet of the room.  He occasionally meets Running Wolf's gaze and returns it with a big, brazen smile. He tops off the dinner with a loud, appreciative belch.  As the Pastor begins his tale, Felix leans back in his chair and a deck of cards appears in his hand.   He flicks the top card up in his thumb and forefinger.  King of Spades.  He listens closely to the Pastor's words.  When Alice begins recounting her tale, Jackson's eyes widen and he swallows nervously."As the Pastor finishes, Jackson pipes up first."Pastor, you never mentioned no dead in that letter I got crammed in my shirt pocket.  Hell sir, and beggin' yer pardon ma'am, but that's yer neck o'the woods ain't it?" OOC: At the same time, as Felix is talking, he's trying to think back to any stories his Granny Poe might have told him about the dead.  Old voodoo stories about the dead were commonplace on the plantation.  He makes a Knowledge (Caribbean Lore) check+8 (note I just added this because I forgot to specify what my Knowledge skill appled to, but it tracks with my backstory).   He wonders if something sounds familiar.</blockquote>