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You return to your lodgings one evening to find a familiar face hoisting a roasting pan from your stove. "Well don't look ''too'' surprised," says the Unlucky Devil. But where has he been since you escaped New Newgate? He looks peevish as he carves the meat. "Lying low. And not from the [[Faction: Constables|Constables]]."
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|Description = You return to your lodgings one evening to find a familiar face hoisting a roasting pan from your stove. "Well don't look ''too'' surprised," says the Unlucky Devil. [...]
 
  
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Is that ''venison?'' And with remarkably unfungal accompaniments. The Devil has somehow laid his hands on ingredients from the Surface. He plates the food and lays it on the table. The rich smell is somewhat undercut by what can only be your table gently singeing. He doesn't wait on you to sit.
  
"I need you to arrange a meeting for me. With the Brass Embassy. […] Will you do it?"
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"I need you to arrange a meeting for me. With the Brass Embassy." Why not do it himself? "I would be received... poorly." He slides the bone out from within the meat and snaps it in two so he can get at the marrow. "I can smooth matters with them, if they'll let me get as far as opening my mouth. Thus the need for pretence. Will you do it?"
|Description summary = The end of the first paragraph varies depending on your level of {{IL|A Friend of an Unlucky Devil}}.
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|Condition = A Friend of an Unlucky Devil|Effect = Description|Compact = yes
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|Value 1 = But where has he been since you escaped New Newgate? He looks peevish as he carves the meat. "Lying low. And not from the Constables."
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== Set up the meeting ==
|Value 2 = But how did he get out of New Newgate? "All by myself," he says, as he takes a knife to the meat.
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The Brass Embassy would take your call, and you can stall them long enough to let the Unlucky Devil make his case.
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|Unlocked with = {{Unlock|A Friend of an Unlucky Devil|1-2}}
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'''''You can raise your Renown: Hell and gain favours at Mrs Plenty's Carnival.'''''
|Frequency = Very Infrequent Frequency
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|Option1 = Betray the Unlucky Devil to Hell
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Unlocked with Favours: Hell (1 or more) and Renown: Hell (5 or more)
|Option2 = Send him back to New Newgate
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|Option3 = Poison the Unlucky Devil
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== Betray the Unlucky Devil to Hell ==
|Option4 = Set up the meeting
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They let him rot in New Newgate for a reason. They'll be interested to know that he's escaped.
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== Send him back to New Newgate ==
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The Constables are already downstairs, just waiting for your signal.
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== Poison the Unlucky Devil ==
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The Brass Embassy? A jailbreak? Redemption? You don't care. He used your precious kitchen knives without permission. There's only one rational response.
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Unlocked with Favours: the Great Game (1 or more) and 200 pieces of Rostygold

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