A graveyard probably isn't the first place people most people would want to meet. Still, that might be for the best: anything to reduce the odds of being seen. A lone figure in a hooded black cloak stands in the moonlight among the gravestones, glancing about, as if waiting for people to arrive. Their breath fogging up slightly in the cold late winter night.
SpoilerThis is the place you've been called to meet. Make a post to describe your characters arrival/presence in the graveyard.