The Plains Indians tell stories about a black-clad man in the prairie who grants wishes, in a certain way. More like selling your soul than getting a faerie godmother, if you know what I mean. It’s just a silly superstition to most people, but sometimes a superstition can be mighty enticing. Turns out he’s real, and maybe selling your soul looks ok in a certain kind of light.
System: New World of Darkness
GM: Paige Andrews