conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Blackhawk748: A Fistful of Darkstone   
  Its a beautiful spring day in the New Mexican territory and the Brimstone Rails train to Lestina is rolling along. You passed through Woods End about 20 minutes ago and have been informed that you should be crossing Clayton Ravine in about 15 minutes and rom there it will be another hour until Lestina.
  
  The train isn't particularly full, the 3 passenger cars only have about 20 people in total, so there is plenty of space.
  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  
  There are 3 cars. The first one is First Class, the other two are regular seating, the rest of the train is baggage cars. Pick what cars you are in and where you are roughly seated. The back two rows in the third car are unavailable as they are taken by some Confederate soldiers.
   
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Feathersnow: I am by myself in the middle car, drinking heavily.  But it doesn't seem to help.  I am dressed better than some congressmen, but I am in steerage and drinking the cheapest firewater available.  It isn't like anything better would get me drunker.  If the  Goyim  see a greedy Jew looking to make money out of what is happening in Brimstone, they won't ask to many questions.  And that is all to the good.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Feathersnow: Physical description:  The man stinks to high heaven like paint thinner and is clearly wearing his best clothes, which probably means he doesn't have any others.  He is really pale and seems to have some kind of breathing problem, because he is often gasping and short of breath.  He looks like an observant Orthodox Jew, assuming you actually know what such a person might look like, which you may well not.  He seems really out of place, but you get some weird intuition that most people are more afraid of him than he is of them.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Philistine: Erich "Dutch" Krueger  
  
  Up forward in the First Class car a well-dressed, middle-aged man has spent the journey working hard - but not in a way (or at a task, for that matter) which many other people would  recognize  as work. With a cheerful smile, the lean figure has done his best to engage each of the other passengers - in cards and conversation, if they're willing to play a hand or two; or at least in conversation otherwise. Gradually he works his way down the length of the car, subtly gathering information about what to expect once the train arrives at its destination.   "No place in the world like a boomtown!"   he says on multiple occasions, blue eyes twinkling behind his round, wire-rimmed spectacles.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Feathersnow: The rich southerner wants to be friends with everyone.  The only swears bad enough for this situation I know are in English, and I am not uttering them where someone might understand.  Faking passing out isn't going to work.,
   Being rude is more dangerous than being polite.
   Isaac looks up, and tries to act a different level of inebriated that he is.  I would not do to draw attention with this many soldiers and bystanders around.
  Put on a happy face.  Convince the strange, smiling stranger you are also a smiling stranger, and not so strange.
  Convincing  Goyim  he is a nice, boring man is a weird new experience.  No one would act like this in New York towards a Jew, but, honestly, that might be because no one would act like this in New York towards anyone, full stop.    How sad is it I miss misanthropic apathy?    he mutters sotto voce in broken Yiddish.
  
  Once we get to Brimstone, there will be space, solitude, and less witnesses if something needs to be done.