Dip 61 Day of Apocralypse Reminder

[Dr. Nick]

"How was York, Pestilence?"
"Ravishing, Mr GM."
"Vunderbar. Death?"
"YES, THEY ALL HAVE APPOINTMENTS WITH YOU TONIGHT MASTER."
"Are they all present?"
"NO."

Hodad cackled demonically, thinking about the nasty and gruesome ways that he would torture the players who didn't get their moves in on time.

[Dr. Nick]

"Pestilence, I'm afraid you're going to have to go back to York again..."
"York? Again? That dingy little rainy place with no good looking women to pick up in pubs where all you have is fat bearded little men? Isn't it time to punish someone else?"