[John's riding!] [He's following the dude. The big dude! With the accent! And the cape!] * Ardweden sets mode: +o Brett [And Brett has ops, so don't you mess with him!] [Said dude is heading east at impressive speed on a *really* big charcoal horse. John's having a hard time just keeping up.] * John is following the man with the BILLOWING cape! [Yes, it is billowing! Thank you for noticing.] * John looks good doing it too. *ting!* [A wind blows by and nearly knocks John's hat off.] * John holds onto his hat. And looks good. (Give me, oh, a perception check.) (On the dot!) [John can barely make out, around the BILLOWING cape, something that's practically a troupe of people and horses and such. Big dude's slowing down a little, but he's still heading straight for it.] (You can give me another one at -4, if you really really want.) * John raises an eyebrow. (What the hell.) (By 2.) [John also realizes that it's just him and the dude and the troupe around here. Wide open; the mountains aren't for a bit yet.] (Common sense roll?) (I call it a "well, duh" roll.) * John rears Hazel around, takes one last good look at them, then heads back to Garson. (At what speeeeeed?) (A good clip, but not full speed. I'm gonna take a stab in the dark and think the horseman hasn't noticed me.) (Righto.) [John doesn't get shot in the head. Go him!] * John looks good not getting shot in the head. Oh yeah.