The Rider walks into a saloon. He was a bounty hunter, and he'd even hunt his own sis' if it paid enough. And this guy had a mighty high bounty. His crimes seemed like nothin' to the Rider, but somebody must think this guy is dangerous. He wasn't even asked for alive; they wanted him dead. He asked around the bar for where the man was staying, and found that he'd been stayin' up near the cemetery. The Rider thanked the people, and left on his steed, a magic unicorn. He readied his staff, as necromancers don't go down easy.