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"Skins, Holy skins of Kyth. The backbone of Thernn must be properly regulated. The Matriarch trusts us in ensuring its constant flow. Our economic superiority shall be rivaled by none!" -The Minister of Rancid Finances

Welcome, Curious friends!


What else is more enticing other than exploring unknown vast seas of a mechanical goddess as a sea captain? Nothing , i wager! Hunt, Trade, Steal, kill. Consume delicious cogs, the world is yours!



The sea and the powers that governs her are mostly uncaring at best. A Scrawny fugitive, A Peerless Prince...all are at the mercy of the sea. Your sea captains will probably die whether from a string of horrible choices or plain old bad luck. You are a fragile little thing (Most of the time). Keep that in mind.


Alas, our last divinity-seeking captain has perished. We are to choose a new Sea captain down below.


Previous thread: >>3148450

On rules and tidbits: https://pastebin.com/QpMdBjtW

Archive : http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Sea%20Captain
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>An unclaimed soul (???, custom stats and ambitions)
Faceless, pointless and devoid of any meaning without you. They are yours to shape.

> A Disgraced Officer ( Humm, A will to live)
You served under the Matriarch as a faithful Pale officer. Your life has went to a ceaseless spiral when you uncovered some blood ties with Moon-in-rags. The traitorous one who attempted to dethrone the Matriarch long ago.
Ambition: Learn more about your ancestor, clear your name or perhaps take on her mantle...

> A Battle-worn Veteran (Humm, A Bolstered body and mind.)
You fought under an acrid banner once, for the venomous ideals and goals of the Matriarch. your life as another pawn is but a distant memory. You turn against your former masters, spiteful and full of hatred.
Ambition: The dissolution of Thernni Matriarchy by an means.


> A languid noble (Humm, A better Start financially)
Note: You are on borrowed time...
Once reveled in a life of decadence, You fall victim to powerful curse that has claimed everyone you love and care for.
Ambition: Seeking a cure for yourself across the seas, maybe even beyond Kyth. Death's will shall be bent.


>A Wanderlust Seeker (Humm, Tends to stumble more on land)
Beautiful seas, Beautiful isles. Your very soul will never be bound to a single spot. Unless...
Ambition: Attaining the four verses of Kyth, be the first to sing for the timeless Isle.

> A Spurious Exile (Ashen, Better company)
You do not belong from this fold, by means unknown, you found yourself in a strange world. Shunned by most, Hunted by the rest. You earned a pardon from a Thernni pale officer. It should make dealing with other Humms easier. Keyword here is should.
Ambition : Return home...wherever it may be.
>A Sordid spy (Kythian, Skin-wearer)
Note :Do not pick this
Pretenders, Usurpers. The holy carcass of the allmother belongs to her kin of glass and obsidian. You guise yourself under loathsome flesh to serve the Kiln. This is your purpose.
Ambition: Reclaim the heart of Kyth, Attain Kiln Supremacy across the sea.

> A Rightfully-accused Vagrant (Kerkit, Resourceful)
Note: Your kin have branded you, best not to tempt your fate.

The Hive has made a grievous mistake, your wings will not rest until you return with the most precious, the most worthy. They will make you a queen.
Ambition: Amass enough wealth to have the hands of the hive under your feet

> A Delirious waste (Husk, Living ship)
Note: Do not pick this, you will be attacked almost on sight
You are awake. Are you the last of your kind? The Goddess of Iron is no more, You found yourself under the carcass of her sworn rival. The faint cries of your mechanical soul echoes under the sea.

Ambition: A Reunion with your mechanical soul, You are the key
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>>3170245
>A languid noble
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>>3170245
>>A languid noble
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>>3170245
>A Wanderlust Seeker (Humm, Tends to stumble more on land)
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>>3170265
>>3170248
gonna start in an hour so more friends can have a better chance to vote.
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>>3170245
>> A languid noble (Humm, A better Start financially)
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>>3170245
>>A Sordid spy (Kythian, Skin-wearer)
>Note :Do not pick this
>Pretenders, Usurpers. The holy carcass of the allmother belongs to her kin of glass and obsidian. You guise yourself under loathsome flesh to serve the Kiln. This is your purpose.
>Ambition: Reclaim the heart of Kyth, Attain Kiln Supremacy across the sea.

Lat time we got killed by a Skin-Weaver. Time to complete the circle and claim the seas for the Kiln
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>>3170245
Spy, hands down. He's sordid.
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>>3170241
>A languid noble (Humm, A better Start financially)
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>>3170310
>>3170288
>>3170280
>>3170279
>>3170268
>>3170265
>>3170248

A descendant of the ruling immortal Matriarch, you spent the earlier years of your life pampered by your rich family in the highest district in Thernn , your window over-viewing the sanguine throne in all of its glory. You never had an ounce of hardship in your. All soon were to change when your husband have returned from the sea with a curse. One for regal blood only...

One by one, your family was whisked away from this curse. Your body is somehow more persistent than the rest .You spent a fortune trying a find a cure, Doctors, Time-menders, even the fable Lightwings of the Hive have failed you. When the news of your ill fate has reached the Matriarch, she had to act 'for the betterment of her bloodline'. You were exiled from your birthplace, never to set foot on Thernn ever again. Most of your family's fortune were clawed to bits by other ravenous noble families.

The Matriarch has given you a decent ship as a compensation , a sliver of what you used to own. Your best bet is to contact the Ill-Masked Shaper located in Station Lune .

Your stats

4/10 Teeth: Avoid physical conflict, you are soft.
7/10 Tongue : The company of venomous nobles has taught you well.
5/10 Eye : Enough to see hidden lies
7/10 Mind : Sharp and keen
0/10 Heart : Cold and unyielding, belongs to the grave.
4/10 Sea-Blood: The gods are cruel

Objective: Reach Station Lune and speak with the Ill-Masked shaper. It is highly likely that he will ask for skins for his services.

You gained x10000 skins

You have gained an affliction: Regal curse (It runs through your veins, unchallenged)
Note: You heart will continually decreases as time passes, if it reaches -5, you will die.


1/2
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File deleted.
An ungraceful exit.

Your people, The Humms, control most of the sea under Kyth, sprouting colonies, Unbroken naval forces and so on. Few can match the iron will and fist of your Bloodline. The capital city of Thernn reflects their visage of greatness; giant sprawling structures, Smoke-spewing factories churning all sorts of goods...all the technological wonders are born here.

Still, The Matriarch has her share of the poor and the unwanted. Her rightful campaigns of much desired expansion has bled her city dry, Not that you care about these worms and their sufferings. You have your own blight to deal with.

You stand in the docks already longing for the luxuries you are leaving behind. A company of Bloodcoats were guarding you and your belongings. You don't want one of them filthy creatures approaching you. At least your crew are not some pot-bellied , scurvy riddled, hardly washed sailors like most in the docks. They were in the navy . Strong ,disciplined and obedient.

The Pale officer did gave you some book on how you can be a better sea captain. He said it was a gift from one of your late father's friends. You gave him a venomous smile. Is he trying to taunt you? You should have him fired. If only...

>Your ship awaits you.
What a pitiful thing, Is this the best the Matriarch can offer???

>One last visit to the sanguine throne.
You may meet up with the Matriarch herself. Scorn her for this unwanted exile.

>Spend what little skins you have on luxuries
Perfumes ! Dresses! Oh you shall miss this place dearly.

>Talk a stroll to the cleaner heights of Thernn
One last time.

>Other
The unclean stares at you, uncouth bastards.
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>>3170360
>>3170331
>>3170310
>>3170288
>>3170279
>>3170268
>>3170265
>>3170248
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>>3170360
>Spend what little skins you have on luxuries
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>>3170360
>>One last visit to the sanguine throne
>>3170331
What is heart used for again?
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>>3170360
>Your ship awaits you

After that, we should probably get a cook. It is our best bet for a buff in Heart
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>>3170392
heart is your body, how can it endure sickness and blows.
>>
For the newer friends, don't be shy in asking me any question that is not clear in the OP's pastebin.
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Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>3170371
>>3170392
>>3170393
1=Spend
2=Throne
3=Ship
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On rolls...

The Mighty d100 shall be our method of dictating fortunes. Re-rolls depends on the stat itself...how strong/weak it is.

0 One Roll
1-3 Two Rolls
4-5 Three Rolls
6-8 Four Rolls
9-10 Five Rolls

Having officers can give extra rolls to a certain Stat.
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>>3170371
>>3170392
>>3170393

A past left behind

Damn this city and Damn the Matriarch to oblivion. You are leaving, never to return.

Your crew was patiently waiting for your arrival in a neat row like how they should be. One of those devils , Men of fire, hellsman is your First officers. Yes, The Matriarch has dug deep enough in the sea to expose a new civilization of fire and horns unaffected by the world outside like those wretched Ashen. They are possibly the most worthy of rivals to Thernn. The Conflict is still ongoing in some crater far to the west in an undecided status quo. The devils can't sink the iron line around the crater and the brave soldiers can't capture the beating heart in the center of the crater.

"Greetings madam, We are bound to serve you as long as we live and breathe." The devil bowed, embers flickering from his eyes "Does it offend you? I apologize if i wronged your title."

You have gained a first officer:
The Charred Devil
+4 Iron
-2 Tongue
-1 Eye


>It will do
Nothing to be angry about

>I prefer your highness
Cursed regal blood is still regal.

> Madam Captain shall suffice for a title
A mouthful

>Captain.
Simple as that.


>Call me Ser
You are no different than any man.

> Madam, Call me so.
You like it simple.

>Your grace, it is your grace.
Devils have no manners

>Other?
You used to have so many titles
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>>3170451
Oh woe is me
>My Lady, Call me so
as it should be
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>>3170451
> Madam, Call me so.
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>>3170465


"Very good." The devil politely replied. He had a small cage with a little something inside " Madam, This is your guardian, It shall protect your vessel from Time dilation . Is it to your liking?"

Ah yes, the fabled mistake of the vacuous Cage, the god of time in the sea. You had little knowledge of how it works (despite it being the center of your father's research) but as far as you understand it, time is more distorted on sea compared to that on land. A single sea day might take a whole week on land. These so called guardians protects ships from said time distortion. No one with a sane mind travels without them.

Now , what was that little thing inside?


>A Skinless Memory
A ball of flesh with an eye, Peculiar.

>A Dubious Bat
Its smile is a tad unsettling

>A Debating Tar-Snake
Words and Slimy hisses together, Mind the slicks

>A Silver-Soaked Toy
It waves at you like a child, is it alive?

>A Half-Drowned Hand
Bloated Fingers , Strange Symbols. Drumming for your attention.

>An Unsettling idol
It moves on its own when no one is looking.
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>>3170483
A dubious bat.
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>>3170483
>A Skinless Memory
Cute!
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3170493
>>3170498
1=bat
2= memory
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>>3170493
>>3170498
A rancid ball of fur

Wait, Is that a bloody cigar in his mouth? The bat yanks the devil's finger with a small growl. Your first officer squeezed today's newspaper through his cage "His previous master taught him some bad habits. He is still a fine guardian, Madam."

You rolled your eyes in disappointment. What's next? A honey-trailing slug? You would have throw it off your shop if this thing wasn't useful.

You demanded a full report on the ship before anything, In mere minutes, the charred devil had to the following to say:

The Alabaster (medium ship)

A medium sized naval ship fit for gruesome combat in the sea. Heavily armoured at the expense of both its maneuverability and cargo hold. With a decent speed , two side weapons , a front weapon and an auxiliary soother it is a worthy to take on harsh foes in the sea be it of flesh or steel.


Hull: 200/200
Crew: 50/50
Soul Crates: 10
Supplies: 15
Cargo: 25/40
Pages: None
Guardian: Dubious Bat
Dilation: 0/150 (Your body is intact and safe.)
Madness: 0/150 (Your mind is intact and safe)
Weapons slots: 1 front weapon (occupied), 2 side weapon (occupied), 1 auxiliary weapon (occupied)
Skins: 10000


Equipment


Engine: Celestial devourer
-Very small in size, requires at least 5 crew for full speed
-Above average speed, can only be fed with souls.
-Low Soul consumption, will never overheats
-If no soul crates are present, it will devour the souls of everyone aboard.

Front weapon : Melthila's Glory (10 Shots left, 10-15 Damage vs Beast, 20-25 Damage vs Ship)
-Fires a powerful short ranged shot, more effective against smaller ships
-long reload time, inaccurate, low rate of fire.

Auxiliary weapon: Celestial soother
-Consumes 1 soul crate per shot
-Gives extra threshold for both dilation and madness passively
-Will calm down beasts only if shot. Does no damage
-Long range, Very long reload rate, very accurate, very low rate of fire

Side weapon: Northern Bilestar x2 (30 volley left, 1-2 Damage vs beast , 2-3 damage vs crew)
-fires hundreds of small pellets which can cripple most ships killing their crew without damaging the ship itself , little effect on beasts
-Medium range, very short reload time , irrelevant accuracy and very high rate of fire.
-Can consume pages for different results

Cargo [25/40]
- x10 soul crates
- x15 supplies

Officers

The Charred Devil (First officer)

1/2
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>>3170574
Oh woe is me
>30 volley left, 1-2 Damage vs beast , 2-3 damage vs ship
as it should be
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>>3170574

This tiny cabin is fit for your servants not a woman of your stature! Your nobility demands the best. You curse the Matriarch under your breath. You don't know how but she will pay for this.

The ship was ready to go. Everything was set, only your command was missing.

>Set sail!
Make haste to the station!

>Interact with your guardian
How dare it ignore your presence and read the newspaper like so???

>Converse with your officer
You still do not trust this horny thing.

>Leave the ship
You still got a day to leave, why leave so soon?

>Send one of your crewmen to fetch something [specify]
Throw a load of skins next to his feet, make him fetch something for you.

>Other
They better not laugh behind your back!
>>
On literary pages...

They are snippets of a time bygone containing enough emotions to alter and bend nature and time. They are used for various purposes across the sea. The most powerful of these pages are hoarded by the Matriarch. The ones who wrote them belonged to the outside world, perished and forgotten.
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>>3170632
Set sail, time is fleeting.
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On Seafaring...
There are three important resources for any capable sea captain:

Fuel (or in this case Soul crates) : The first choice for most roaring engines. Going at normal speed will increase the chance for different encounters across the sea, Full speed decrease the chance but consumes more fuel and make engine prone to overheating.

Supplies : For the empty bullies of everyone aboard, more crew means more supplies used. It has other uses too according to the present circumstance.

Crew : The working force of any ship , they can board other ships if given the command. Lower crew means a slower, more vulnerable ship
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>>3170574
I wanted to go into the ship to get a hold of our resources. Can we get back to the Port an announce to the winds that we are parting towards the Station? That way, we will be able to use the time the passengers get to get in the boat to get a cook to give us extra heart.
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On Old and New Gods....

The divines can not really perish, Their essence is often fragmented unequally. All shall form what was whole eventually. Such is their nature.

There are four (five) gods of the sea, they are:

Kyth : Although the goddess of Glass and Obsidian is dead. She is still worshiped as a whole, she has no real power to project. Her Manifestation only exists in a pitiful state.

Skull : He who governs gentle tides and smooth sailings, He bears no ill towards the children of the sea. Calm, Benevolent and Cautious, Skull is the least destructive of the gods. Scholars, Sailors and many more seek his wisdom. His ire is to be avoided; gentleness is not a sign of weakness...

Cage : Vacuous, Mournful, Yearning for what she used to shelter and protect. Cage Governs time in the sea. She is the most unpredictable, Almost all of her undoings are yet another mistake. She is the strongest of all gods but she often misuse her authority unwillingly. Madmen and some barely intelligent creatures are often her worshipers with absolute variance in power.

Spine : Order, Just, Righteousness. These words defines the goddess of authority. She governs the unspoken laws of the sea, often bickering with other gods of what should be and should have been (especially Knee) She is hard to please and quick to anger. Spine despises change, Her agents will hunt down any who dare to bend her laws. Traders, Law and power figures follow her words. They are equally rewarded.

Knee : Chaos, Bloodshed, Suffering. Knee revels in the innate cruelty of the sea. The corpse of Kyth is her battlefield. She will not rest until everyone is dead. As such, she is the most destructive of the gods. Extremely easy to please and anger. Soldiers of fortune, pirates and the bloodthirsty kill and pillage for her pleasure


>>3170644
we haven't left the port just yet but a high and mighty woman like the languid noble wouldn't think to have filthy low class in her vessel (especially when she thinks she doesn't need extra skins)
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>>3170644
>>3170632
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>>3170632
>Converse with your officer
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Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>3170677
>>3170640
>>3170644
1=sail
2=announce
3=officer
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>>3170677
>>3170644
>>3170640
Company

You sent two of your crew to announce your departure to the pale office where the admiral and other sea worthy figures are gathering reports and other vital intelligence as well as the Ivory exchange where many high class individuals browse exotic goods and what not. You stressed on both how important it was to IGNORE other nobles; they will just gawk at you.

You don't really care for skins as a payment..The reason of such an announcement was to have someone by your side even if this was of temporary nature. You are quite a chatty type, the idea of lowering yourself to burly crewmen for a friendly chat is unfathomable.

And so you wait for someone to show up.

>Get more than 57 from 1d100, Three rolls only due to average Sea blood stat.
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>3170733
First.
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>>3170953
i suppose we will continue later
thank you all for your participation ,friends, you are the best.
Make sure to check qtg for further updates.
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Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3170733
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Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>3170733
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>>3170953
>>3171918
>>3171938
Dried tears

Four hours have passed, You were admiring the heartset in the horizon...the heart of Kyth is the sun in this sheltered domain. You can't imagine what an actual sun looks like. Historians of old describe her as a round ball of light in the skies spreading unnatural yellow rays. what a horrible imagination.

Finally, your two men have arrived with a Mournful aristocrat in decent attire and a single briefcase. He looked like one of the associates of your father always begging for skins in on way or another.

"Afternoon, your grace." at least he has some courtesy to recognize your royal hair colour. The Matriarch made sure to neuter anyone with different shades of red hair. It is a privilege for your bloodline only. "I wish to depart to station Lune as soon as possible; my...daughter..." his voice trailed off "The Celestial engine has claimed her soul in an unfair bargain. My sweet lavender is not the same anymore. I beg of you, take me there post-hate. I'll give you 1000 skins for it."

The Celestial engine. The sole company in all of Thernn legalized to deal with souls. How can the Matriarch herself respect Moth-Child of a director? why does he need all of these souls in the first place?

>Allow the Mournful aristocrat to board your ship for free
The company of old men is not something new for you thanks to your father and your husband

>Ask for something more valuable than pitiful skins
A ring? An exotic hand mirror? Give me!

>Cast him aside, set sail!
How is he supposed to entertain you? away with him.

>Ask him for worthy secrets and gossip
He is bound to have some dirt on the 'good' people of Thernn.

>Other
What else can he give you?
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>>3172259
Where does he want to go to?
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>>3172288
>>3170369

station lune, our destination
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>>3172259
>Ask him for worthy secrets and gossip
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>>3172259
>Ask him for worthy secrets and gossip
>Still accept the skins though
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>>3172301
Support
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>>3172299
>>3172301
>>3172315
An offer accepted

He was puzzled by your request , he did speak about the dirty circle of attorneys he is often engaged with. So many cases of debauchery among those in the upper echelon of society. Those he once called friends refused to help him to reclaim the soul of his daughter from the clutches of the Celestial Engine. You accepted his skin though this little change is of no use to you.


You have gained an oddity : x1 Rapturous Scandal

A once hidden deed exposed. Many shall revel in the misery of others.

You have gained an oddity: x5 Conspicuous Rumors

Half truth, Half fiction, all lies. A capable Captain can filter the undeniable truth out of a couple of these.
You have gained x1000 skins (total: 11000).

Your journey begins anew, you sat comfortably in your cabin while your first officer handles the crew above or below deck..

>Normal speed!
Normal soul consumption, More encounters in the sea, More-sea days to reach your destination

>Full speed!
More soul consumption, Less encounters in the sea. Less sea-days to reach your destination
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>>3172338
>Normal speed!
More encounter means more booty
>>
On Oddities and Afflictions...

The sea has its shares of mysteries and secrets, some may not be grasped by hands. Stories, tales, visions and many more are all oddities . They can be used for more peculiar trading, unlocking unseen paths to progress and so on. Some of them can be traded with an officer for a better teeth, eye, mind...etc.

Afflictions are all sorts of harm bestowed upon you. Most can be simply dispelled by resting, others require a different approach, few are permanent. Some Afflictions may increase on their own if left untreated.

Mind the Sea, captain. Have enough physical afflictions and your body will hold you no more. Have enough mental afflictions and your mind will belong to Cage.
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>>3172338
Can we buy more fuel and supplies first? We're rich enough to nearly fill the ship's load for a long and fast trip.
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>>3172346
Plenty of ports and curiosities to spend skins on the way. Don't worry we will find our money sink soon enough. We should have enough food and souls should be plenty in our destination
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>>3172346
By the words of the Matriarch, we have spent our last day on Thernn. No turning back.
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>>3172338
>>Full speed!
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>>3172338
>Full speed!
We are cursed. Dawdling is unacceptable.
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>>3172338
>>Full speed!
>>
Imagine serving on ship that's engine feeds on souls, and if you run out of them it will start killing the crew. And then your captains yells "full speed ahead!"
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>>3172363
>>3172360
>>3172352
>>3172346
>>3172344


hopefully the bold font wont get fucked like last time,


30th of December, 1792 PK (Post Kyth) The Alabaster had set sail from the busy port of Thernn for the last time. Station Lune is your destination.

SD-1 (Sea Day) : The Coast is black, tarnished by black progress, never to fully heal. Nature is only a mean for advancement, why should anyone give her a thread of concern?

SD-2 : Your Dubious bat had woken up you in the middle of the night, its long finger pointing at a single word on an old newspaper: Doom . You had this nasty balled [+5 Madness]

SD-3 : Your passenger spends most of his time reading book with an old hand pipe. Not that much of a conversationalist. Curses.

SD-4 : The Great walls of Thernn (or the Seven Mountain wall) cast a great shadow over hostile waves. It was built the only legal form of slaves in Thernn : men of stone, they are barely functional constructs meant for free labor. Their payment is of rocks and pebbles. Despicable things.


Supplies: 14
Soul crates: 10
Madness: 9/150
Dilation: 1/150

1/2
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>>3172415

oh woe is me
>had this nasty bat derived for food for a full sea day.
as it should be
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>>3172415
>>3172399
>>3172372
>>3172363
>>3172360
>>3172352
>>3172346
>>3172344

On the verge.

A small wooden boat bumps into the majestic frame of the Alabaster in the early hours of the morning. Five sailors inside, four of them are dead and the last one was barely breathing. All were covered in blood and rotten giblets.

>Leave them to their fate
To think of the wellbeing of such a lowborn is hilarious! Seas take them all.

>Have your men nurse the survivor to full health...or at least try. [?? supplies]
Poor thing must have survived an ordeal. With no doctor on ship, this may prove to be an improbable task.

>Provide basic aid to the survior, drop him at the nearest port [?? supplies]
You are not wasting your fancy food on him!

>Order your men to kill the survivor
A mercy kill. The unspoken laws of the sea and all that drivel.

>Other
Unconscious moans.
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>>3172446
>Have your men nurse the survivor to full health...or at least try. [?? supplies]
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>>3172446
>Provide basic aid to the survior, drop him at the nearest port [?? supplies]
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>>3172446
>Have your men nurse the survivor to full health...or at least try. [?? supplies]
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>>3172446
>Have your men nurse the survivor to full health...or at least try. [?? supplies]
He'll probably die but we tried
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>>3172450
>>3172474
>>3172476
>>3172477
[/b] Ambushed! [/b]

The man's flesh twists and turns, his skin was torn exposing a horrible Sea-mimic! Sharp tendrils bursts from the carcass piercing several of your men!

"Leave it to me, Madam!" Your first officer grows infernal talons as he drew his sword, embers dancing on the blade in anticipation. Hints of black fire crackling inside his mouth.

You lost x4 crew (total 46)

>Allow your first officer to handle fight the abomination alone
Is he trying to show off? Perhaps he fears more loss of life?


>To arms! To arms!
Rifles on point, Swords on hand
A Teeth Challenge

>Overload the engine! Push that wicked thing away
Let it stay in its boat, you will not lose more men
A sea-blood challenge

>Decimate the little monstrosity with a volley
FIRE!

>Other
To safety!
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>>3172564
>To arms! To arms!
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>>3172564
>Decimate the little monstrosity with a volley
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>>3172564
>Decimate the little monstrosity with a volley
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>>3172569
>>3172578
>>3172615

Smoke and Sulfur

A thundering volley of small pellets shredded the mimic and the small boat to naught. Not a single trace remained. Yes, yes, it was quite a wasteful endeavor but you don't care. The beast is gone. You can rest now.

>Interact with your Guardian
It hisses angrily whenever you pass through. Not a single piece of paper for this malicious ball of fur.

>Converse with your first officer.
How did he wind up serving the Matriarch? you wonder.

>Arrange a dinner with your passenger [-1 Supplies]
His lack of words adds more mystique to his aura.

>Burn or dispose of the book given to you as a gift
You hate it. You hate it. You hate it.

>Onwards!
The station awaits.

>Other
Why is the sea so...violent?
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>>3172670
>Converse with your first officer
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>>3172670
>Other
Actually read the book we were given.
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>>3172670
>Converse with your first officer.
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>>3172698
>>3172701
>>3172744
A man of fire

You called the charred devil to your cabin. He bowed to you "How can i help you madam?"

>Ask him a question of your choice [Specify]
What do you want to learn from him?

>[LOCKED] Make an undeniable truth out of Conspicuous Rumors [7 needed]
You lack two more

>His hopes? Dreams?
Can devils hope for more in this world? They are lucky to be alive.

>Arrange a dinner with him [-1 supplies]
"I would be honored to share a table with you, Madam"

>Ask him to Share his secrets, increase your resolve
What oddity shall he require first?

>Other
Too polite for your taste
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>>3172802
>Arrange a dinner with him [-1 supplies]
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>>3172802
>Ask him a question of your choice [Specify]
How he come of service of the Matriarch?
What he did to serve on our ship?
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>>3172819
This
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>>3172816
>>3172819
>>3172821

His posture remained the same " During the first contact war in '23, The Matriarch gave an order to kidnap more of my kin for various purposes. Experimentation, Interrogations and other nefarious deeds. I was lucky to be a halfborn of a Humm father and a deviless mother, spared from the horrors of Throat Keep."

His fiery eyes flickered of unspoken regret "I was born to serve the Matriarch and her iron will. When i came of age, I was asked to prove my upmost loyalty to the sanguine throne...by murdering my own mother in cold blood when she couldn't bear any more soldiers for Thernn. I proved my worth throughout these years and here i am, serving you. My brothers and sisters are scattered all over the colonies. If we are fortune enough, we can meet one or two."

The man of fire further spoke of his kin. He said he actually can't partake in the ongoing conflict; the rivaling heart in the crater is a dangerous thing to halfborns like him. Years of loyalty gone in a blink. He better off serving the Matriarch somewhere else.

Your first officer excused himself to attend to the ship. You gave him said permission to do so.
>Interact with your Guardian
It hisses angrily whenever you pass through. Not a single piece of paper for this malicious ball of fur

>Arrange a dinner with your passenger [-1 Supplies]
His lack of words adds more mystique to his aura.

>Burn or dispose of the book given to you as a gift
You hate it. You hate it. You hate it.

>Onwards!
The station awaits.

>Other
Why is the sea so...violent?
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>>3172904
>Interact with your Guardian
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>>3172904
>Onwards
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3172910
>>3172920
1=Guardian
2=Onwards
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>>3172910
>>3172920

Thirst for knowledge

Your guardian readjusts his tiny glasses pretending to read a non-existent newspaper. A spent cigar still lingering in his mouth, It Occasionally shifts it from one side to another. It snarls for you to go way.

>Leave it be
Fine then!

>Take his glasses, crush it beneath your heels
Serves it right for his antagonizing behavior

>[LOCKED] give him some hivewood cigars
You lack this one

>[LOCKED] give him any literary page to read
You lack this one

>Give him your book
You are not going to read it anyways

>Have a crewman put him next to the Mournful aristocratic
The two might get along

>Give it a treat [-1 Supplies]
There, now behave.

>Other
Stop hissing!
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>>3172980
oh woe is me
>for you to go away
>put it next to the Mournful aristocrat
As it should be.
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>>3172980
>Have a crewman put him next to the Mournful aristocratic
>And read the fucking captainship manual
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>>3172980
>>Have a crewman put him next to the Mournful aristocratic
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>>3173019
A pleasing afternoon

"Oh, what is this? Your guardian?" The Mournful aristocrat shared what he was reading with the flying vermin. At least it is more pleased than before.

When the skies grew dark and the heart of kyth stopped beating, your guardian drew some sort of a map on a layer of dust pointing the location of an isle. It then proceeded to write her name : Sungraves .

You were tempted to read the book but your arrogance prevented you for flipping a single page. Who is he to dictate your lack of skills in an aspect or two? Its knowledge, whatever it may be, is forever lost to the sea. You feel much better afterwards.


You gained An oddity: x1 Fleeting Memories

Sweet memories of a time spent in the sea. Often brings a forgotten smile or a tear.
1/2
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>>3173073
Ain't we a bitch
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>>3173073
>>3173081
>>3173009
>>3173019

Throat Keep

SD-5 : An uneventful day, You practiced your marksmanship on seagulls seeking respite on your ship. Clearly you need more seagulls.

SD-6 : There it is , Throat keep in its full glory. The resentful home of your blightful sister. Sprawling Greystoned Towers, screams of traitorous bastards echoing from half sunken cells and a thousand cannon fending Thernn from any and all.


In an ironic twist, The high warden of Throat keep is the last living member of your family. Your father rightfully disowned her for bedding a filthy ashen soiling our blood. How did she made it to the top of the keep without any influences whatsoever boggles your mind...was this another spiteful move of the Matriarch? Can't be...your older sister has been the high warden for over two decades now. Heartless and cruel this one.


>Continue onwards!
You won't stop for a blood murker. She even dyed her hair black! What a travesty!

>Dock in Throat Keep's port.
There is a small trading town in the isle for passing ships , perhaps a visit to your sister? Disowned or not, she must know of what became of her bloodkin.
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>>3173134
>Continue onwards!
Sister will probably just gloat.
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>>3173134
Supplies: 12
Soul crates: 9
Madness: 14/150
Dilation: 4/150
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>>3173149
How do we reduce madness?
>>
>>3173134

>Continue onwards!
I can imagine how delighted she must be at our fate.
>>
On the horrors of the sea...

The Sea, has nothing natural about it. It is the flowing blood of a dead mechanical goddess. Madness will plague the minds of you and crew the further you stay away from land fighting sea beast, delving into the unthinkable etc. Lower your madness by returning to ports and other relaxing interactions. Don't Lose your mind.

Dilation is how the sea alters your body. It has very slow buildup compared to madness. Time works differently in the sea...a constant state of Dilation that can turn a single Sea day to a full week on land. A ship's Guardian negates most of said alterations but not all of them. To undo the effects of Dilation, Rewind your body via Time-menders who are commonly found in ports or find a Time Splinter across the sea. Don't Lose your body.


>>3173157
Furthermore ,Each single land day while docked = -1 madness passively. (in most ports anyways)
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>>3173134
>Continue onwards!
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>>3173144
>>3173158
>>3173185

Unphased

A Thousand curse upon her! You will ignore her and her little sty she calls a keep! Full speed ahead!

SD-7 : The shadow of the keep taunts you, you spent the whole day inside the cabin.

SD-8 : Some crew gathered around the mournful aristocrat for a sea story. A tale of a younger fisherman who fell in love with a She-beast in his nets. It ended with the death of ... who was it again?


You woke up from the sound of a familiar click...your safe! One of your crewmen is carrying a load of YOUR skins! Your keys dangling from his pocket. You couldn't just waltz out of your cabin ill-dressed, you hastily worn something decent before bursting out to the main deck.

You caught up with the burglar. He slowly turns his head towards you, his very eyes shine a blue light. He opens his mouth exerting a great effort to form a coherent word "Spine's will...Spine's will..."

>Wait for the crewmen and your first officer to show up
SAVE YOUR SKINS!

>A Tribute to the sea gods. Do nothing
Spine's will

>Shoot him dead!
Leave them alone!
A Teeth challenge

>Wrestle him down
No god is taking them from you!
A Teeth challenge

>Quickly search for something to stop/hinder him
A mop? A bucket? It is too dark!
An eye challenge

>Other
no....

Supplies: 11
Soul crates: 9
Madness: 17/150
Dilation: 4/150
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>>3173238
>>Quickly search for something to stop/hinder him
>>
>>3173245
What shall you find?

>roll +47 from a 1d100, three rolls due to average eye
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Rolled 56 + 47 (1d100 + 47)

>>3173324
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>>3173331
only roll 1d100 please. the +47 is the target
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>>3173341
Will take into account next time
>>
Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>3173324
>>
Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>3173324
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>>3173365
>>3173373
>>3173382

Foiled

You skillfully threw a small stool right at his bulky head. He falls on the floor the moment after. All this commotion has brought many around from their barracks, half naked and hastily armed. Your skins are safe.

The man slowly stands up with a sore head. Completely oblivious on what just happened.

>Shoot him
Rightfully punished.

>Forgive his uncontrolled actions
Well, You didn't loose a skin so here's that.

>Lock him up
You have no good use of him anymore, He will leave your service by the time you dock in the station's port
>>
>>3173445
>Forgive his uncontrolled actions
I'd lock him up, but we did lose 4 men earlier.
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>>3173445
Forgive him. Double his workload.
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>>3173451
>>3173488
Forgiven

You will let it slide. He still has his faculties, he will put them in good use....doubly so.

Spine is displeased with you action...


SD-9 : Gentle waves, smooth sailing.

SD-10 : You attempt to feed the Dubious bat. While it is more accepting to your presence, It still refuses further contact.

SD-11 : A wrathful storm, Bloodbolts striking the top deck with vengeance. Nothing but an inconvenience [-5 hull ]

SD-12 : The air is literally still, the light is fractured to a million bits. A time splinter spawned here and left a devastating impact [+12 Madness, +5 Dilation ]

SD-13 : Your passenger spots a small raft to the right side of the ship. An escapee from Throat keep riddled with bullets, He had a small cache of skins ready for the next destination he would never reach [+200 skins]

1/2
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>>3173488
Station Lune

Two sea-weeks later, you are finally closing in on another property of the Celestial engine. There were a couple of smaller ship guarding the station dearly with advanced weaponry capable of perhaps sinking the Alabaster in one blow.

The station itself was built on a strange platform ; a cascade of Soul-fused concrete and steel with a will of its own. Whenever a wave or two threatens the field of peculiar flowers planted all over the station, a wall would be erected in a blink. Of course, protecting some flowers it not its original purpose.

The Mournful aristocrat approaches you, he looked visibly troubled in his next demand " You have provided me a safe passage and a good company, i am more than thankful for both but... i fear my words alone might not be enough to sway those soul-hungry fiends. You have the blood of the Matriarch running through you. I...i only ask you to accompany me in my plight. They may listen to me when you are by my side."

>Refuse his demand
Go save your daughter on your own pace, I have more troubles to deal with

>Accept his demand
They are known to twist words to their favour. You may still have a sliver of influence.

>Accept his demand, but with a price.
Nothing is free. Nothing is cheap.

>Other
What else?


Supplies: 9
Soul crates: 8
Madness: 31/150
Dilation: 12150
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>>3173670
>Accept his demand, but with a price.
A favor of our choosing at an unspecified later time.
>>
>>3173670
>Accept his demand
>>
>>3173670
>Dilation: 12150
Woe to us
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>>3173717
>>3173670
>Dilation: 12/150
As it should be
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>>3173670
Accept but with a price.
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>>3173723
what is your price? you must specify
>>
On Land Ventures....

Much like the sea (and everywhere), time passes on land. A regular land day or two will consume 1 supplies most of the time (There are exceptions where food is aplenty on land or there is no need for it). The shadows of your crew will follow you in silence automatically for hauling new goods, assembling newly bought ship parts and so on. Their only real palpable presence is within encounters that require combat (You can also choose for them to stay on the ship, your choice).

You can have 1 officer (or guardian but it is situational and dangerous) accompanying you on land. Note that they may alter some encounters for better or worse so choose wisely.
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>>3173681
This or cash.>>3173736
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>>3173813
>>3173723
>>3173708
>>3173681
No price is too great

"I swear on my life that i shall repay you whenever you ask for it." His old crumbling face was albeit brightened, a glimmer of hope shining in his eyes.

"Madam, If i may. The pale office appreciate any report on any port one can visit. While we can not return to Thernn herself, you can submit it in any of the postal offices scattered across colonies. This is a sure way of earning skins and supplies without resorting to...other distasteful means," The Charred Devil gave you an advice that you might consider in the future.

The port was silent and foggy, if you hadn't known better, you would say it was outright abandoned. There was a straight path to the sole building in the artificial isle guided by flickering lanterns shining through the night. What a desolate place.

CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY ( Your whole crew is the default, Exception: Your passenger will also accompany you if you wish to aid him now)

>No one
They have no use for you at the moment

>Small company
A handful of guards wouldn't hurt

>Your guardian ?
The Dubious bat yawns, uninterested.

>Your first officer
"Of course, I am with you, Madam."

AND

>A full report!
On the ship, the crew, the cargo....

>The unattended garden
So many gloomy flowers, still no one in sight.

>Have your first officer write a report on Station Lune
Where are the customers?
Note: Each report worth more after exploring ports and gathering enough information for the Pale office. Mundanity is not profitable

>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
You will meet the Ill-Masked Shaper first then you shall attend to your passenger problem

>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
A good shopping spree first. You have skins.

>Lune (with Mournful Aristocrat)
How hard can it be to retrieve a simple soul? You will handle his problem first

>Other
Where is everybody?
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>>3173896
A sma'll company.
The unattended garden.
>>
>>3173896

>Your first officer
>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
>You will meet the Ill-Masked Shaper first then you shall attend to your passenger problem
>>
Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3173942
>>3173965
1=garden
2=lune
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>>3173942
>>3173965

The Garden

Something was unique about every single flower along your way. One had sapphire twinkling among its petals, another was of obsidian with hints of soft marble. All shapes and colours imaginable, The only common thing among them all was the strange pulse running through each one every minute or so. Are they whispering to each other?

>Have a rather peculiar picnic [-2 supplies]
A strange place to forget your woes

>[LOCKED] Plant a worthy seed in the unnatural soil
You lack this one

>Speak to the flowers? [Any oddity]
What do you have to say??

>Listen closely...
Murmured words....
An eye challenge

>Pluck a flower of two
They are pretty...and valuable

>Explore the other end of the station
Note: You are trespassing .
A sea blood challenge

>Return to the ship
Start a new day.

>Other
Quite cheerful for a horrible place.

Stopping here for now. Thank you for your participation. You are the best.
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>>3174194
Listen closely...
Murmured words....
An eye challenge
Good night.
>>
>>3174194
>Speak to the flowers? [Any oddity]
Fleeting Memory
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>>3174208
+1
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>>3174194
>Pluck a flower of two
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>>3174208
>>3175421
>>3175472
>>3175490

What are they saying ? You close your eyes and listen.

>roll more than 90 from a 1d100, three rolls due to average eye
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Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>3175688
>>
Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>3175688
>>
Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>3175688
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An unlikely whisper



Lune, Lune, Lune, Lune is i~
Will you hear my cry?
Imprisoned by the Moth
Yearning for the Soul-eye

Lune, Lune, Lune, Lune is i~
Famished, unable to die
Flourish and growth
Belongs to Lune's sky

Lune, Lune, Lune, Lune is i~
In the world of Ashen nigh
Away from Child-Moth
Lune, Lune, Lune can fly



You don't know how but you felt a thousand dagger in these whispers. A Helpless pain, neutered to almost nothingness.

An image of a large furnace of glass strikes the back of your mind like a mallet... The Kiln .

What? Why do you have a vision of the home of skin wearers? The once sworn enemies of the Matriarch, they spend the rest of their miserable lives in fear; They know what Thernn can do to their kind. Their glass corpses are still hanging by the thousands like a lifeless chime. A former shell of themselves.

You have gained an Oddity : Outlandish Memory of Lune
Forbidden and illegal memories of the outside world, not of ash as many would believe. The Kiln is the answer.

1/2
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>>3175722
>>3175707
>>3175698
>>3175692
From the thin air, A woman of stone appeared out of the sudden. She...didn't look like most of her kind. Something didn't feel right about about the symmetrical diamond shaped holes carved in her orbs and where her mouth used to be. Was she watching you this whole time?

Many showed themselves as well, all of them were tuned by the Celestial engine to be silent and ruthless watchers. Your company had their hands on their swords and rifles anxiously.

"Gentlemen, Gentlemen. The Celestial engine bids you welcome. We had a... slight inconvenience to deal with, our apologies." A headless man greeted you with an open arm, he had just come from the building, running.

"The Blood of the Matriarch in our hold? It is truly a pleasure." He kneeled before you, folding his right arm while extending his left. An ancient way of greeting the highborn " Have you come to admire our Soul-rich flora? We take great care o-"

You dismissed his flowery talk, you were dizzy and perturbed. He insisted on delivering some exotic food to the Alabaster as a small token of your arrival. You only cared for resting in your cabin. Other tasks can wait.

you gained x2 supplies

2/3
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>>3175722
>>3175745
>>3175692
>>3175698
>>3175707

12th of March , 1793
A New Dawn

Your sleep was brimmed with nightmares, some felt too real as they were clawing you to the abyss. Two small ships has docked in the lone station. One was carrying tightly sealed crates while the other had a rich assortment of customers who got split in two groups: One to the field of flowers, the other to main building itself.

Your breakfast was tasteless, your coffee was bland. Your breath was growing heavy...


CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY ( Your whole crew is the default, Exception: Your passenger will also accompany you if you wish to aid him now)


>No one
They will be an embarrassment. Those naval clowns

>Small company
You are of royal blood after all.

>Your guardian ?
It sleeps, unaffected the ruckus outside

>Your first officer
"Certainly."

AND

>A full report!
On the ship, the crew, the cargo....

>The gloomy garden
Headless guides waiting for new customers

>Have your first officer write a report on Station Lune
Nothing out of the ordinary.
Note: Each report worth more after exploring ports and gathering enough information for the Pale office. Mundanity is not profitable

>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
You will meet the Ill-Masked Shaper first then you shall attend to your passenger problem

>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
A good shopping spree first. You have skins.

>Lune (with Mournful Aristocrat)
How hard can it be to retrieve a simple soul? You will handle his problem first

>Other
Nightmares begone.


Supplies: 10
Soul crates: 8
Madness: 30/150
Dilation: 12/150
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>>3175767
>Your first officer
>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
>>
>>3175767
>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
>Small company
>>3175772
Reminder.
We will more likely use tongue or eye and our first officer lowers those properties
The Charred Devil
+4 Iron
-2 Tongue
-1 Eye
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>>3175767
>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
>Small company
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>>3175772
>>3175787
>>3175794
At the doors.

The building inside was immensely huge, its appearance from outside was certainly deceitful; smooth marble tiles, red velvet carpets and giant statues only in the reception room. Who knows what is inside? You blinked twice, Is that you dancing with your father as a little girl all over the windows?

"Is this your first visit Madam?" The headless greeter inquired "Your fondest memories is projected on our one-of-a-kind windows. Each Valuable customer sees something different."

You ignored the miscreant, this is an absolute violation of your privacy! Each act of insolence reminds you of what you had, what you had lost. Another one block your path "Apologies madame but we are obliged to confiscate any weapons. Our policies demands it."

> Blast you and your policies! I am going in
No one shall twists your arms.

>Very well.
No need to cause a fuss

>Throw a regal tantrum
DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM, WORM?!
A Tongue challenge

>Other
A line is forming behind you.
>>
>>3175849
>Very well.
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>>3175849
>Very well.
>>
>>3175849
>Very well.
>>
>>3175911
>>3175937
>>3175960

Armless

Your men surrender their weapons reluctantly before following you to the receptionist , yet another headless "Good Morning, Madam. how can i be of service?"

He had a small Catalogue at the ready for you.

>Banking services
Trade Souls for Skins or vice versa, Take a loan and more

>Maritime services
Hiring crew, new ships and ship parts

>Hunting services
Offer your guns and sword for the various needs of the celestial engine.

>Trading services
Buy goods, Trinkets, supplies

>Floristry services
Buy or sell unique flowers or seeds

>Medical services
Engage in rare treatments by the Ill-Masked Shaper

>Other services?
uncategorized ones
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>>3175984
>Medical services
remove curse REMOVE CURSE
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>>3175984
>Medical services
>>
>>3175984
>Medical services
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>>3175986
>>3175996
>>3176004
Your Ticket

"That will be 2000 Skins or 20 crates of souls." A rather high price for admission. Regardless you paid for it in skins.

You lost x2000 skins (total 9200)

One of the many silver lined door was opened for you by two men of stone. Their altered faces remained the same, unwelcoming and cold.

As your were descending in the seemingly endless spiral staircase, you examined your ticket. The number written on both sides made you gasp.

94

How many bastards have made it before you??? You grit on your teeth, Patience is not your forte.

The staircase has ended revealing a large waiting hall filled with the ill and the sickly...mostly old men of different rich backgrounds. All colours of races sat in comfortable chairs waiting for their turns while listening to a classical Humm music.

A Skin-wearer dares to set foot here, oh lowly times these are....to share a room with a bile like her. The Celestial engine is indiscriminate, If you got the skins (or the souls). It will happily deal with you.

>Wait for your turn..
How long will it take?

>Pick anything to read to pass time
Newspaper, Magazines...all littered on endless tales.

>Order something while waiting
A hot coffee perhaps?

>Sit next to Kythian
A spiteful exchange of words will speed things up

>Find a more palpable company
Chatter with some
A sea blood challenge
A Tongue challenge

>Browse their pharmacy
Pills, ointments. Not good enough for your curse but still...

>Other
You don't like it here..


i'll be back in less than an hour
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>>3176068
>Order something while waiting
>>
>>3176068
>Order something while waiting
>>
>>3176068
>Find a more palpable company
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>>3176068
>Find a more palpable company
>>
>>3176084
>>3176099
>>3176102
Time passes

Some tea and Crumpets, free of charge. A reminder of more pleasant days.

You lost x1 madness (total 29)

Your turn has yet to come...


>Wait for your turn..
How long will it take?

>Pick anything to read to pass time
Newspaper, Magazines...all littered on endless tables.


>Sit next to Kythian
A spiteful exchange of words will speed things up

>Find a more palpable company
Chatter with some

A sea blood challenge
A Tongue challenge


>Browse their pharmacy
Pills, ointments. Not good enough for your curse but still...

>Other
Your patience runs thin
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>>3176231
oof, didn't see your post. Sorry, friend.
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>>3176249
>Find a more palpable company
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>>3176249
>Find a more palpable company
I feel like we can do everything on this list and more with this line
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>>3176249
>Find a more palpable company
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>>3176249
>>Find a more palpable company
>>
>>3176249
>Chatter with some.
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>>3176267
>>3176280
>>3176288
>>3176300

Your red hair alone should make them flock towards you and yet most sits alone, few hush-hush here and there.

>Get more than 120 from a 1d200 , four rolls due to the highest of the two stats (tongue)
>>
Rolled 63 (1d200)

>>3176375
>>
Rolled 197 (1d200)

>>3176375
>>
Rolled 146 (1d200)

>>3176375
>>
Rolled 106 (1d200)

>>3176375
Nat 1.
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>>3176383
>>3176387
>>3176388
A once apprentice

You found an empty seat next to a strange Ashen. Curiosity had overtaken you, the next moment, you have found yourself speaking to her. She had a silver puppet cradled between her arms, its eyes were a bottomless pit.

"I-i spent my last skin coming here. It is my fault, really. I got too much attached to my sweet Edward which got me fired. My master said that my passion will bleed to other puppets making them unsuitable and faulty. These puppets are not just mindless automatons or toys. Their spark of life is a brilliant thing. I suppose I will pity my way back to Thernn...or somewhere. I pray you have a far less of a problem than mine, My lady."

You had one of those as an amusing pet. You threw it in the fire when you got bored of it. It just sat there with a melting smile. Good times. Those silver puppets are fashioned far away using a living metal. Not Soul-infused ones, actual real metal carved from a giant husk. A man of iron. The silver coating makes the puppet more obedient for one reason or another. The Matriarch tried to militarize them once but they were simply too pure for combat. At worst, they will prank the foes in the most harmless way.

>Speak more about yourself, share your blight with here
She is too thick to recognize your status.

>Leave her
She smells of turpentine. Disgusting.

>Buy this Edward
You want him. You will pay.

>Ask her a question of your choice
"W-well. I am at 90 so we are kind of close."

>Other
She is pretty. You'll give her that.
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>>3176558
>Speak more about yourself, share your blight with her
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>>3176585
Support.
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>>3176585
>>3176771

A response

"That is horrible!" She exclaimed "I lost my family too...well, i-i think i have. They have been locked in throat keep for nearly thirty years. I have already accepted their loss at this point."

They must have some done something horrid, being ashen filth. You were proved wrong "The last shipment of silver puppets was missing a few when it reached Thernn. My family were the first non humms to craft puppets , The blame had to fall on someone. I was in the hive at the time so they couldn't blame on me as well."

You felt uneasiness creeping inside "I hold no grudge against you or any Humm. I-i mean, it won't bring them back from the dead. I will continue to live as happy as i can with Edward " The naive ashen smiled " Do you think they can buy my tinkering set for skins?"


>Give her some skins
Out of pity.

>Leave her
It was a decent talk, 3 less to wait for

>Buy this Edward
You want him. You will pay.

>Ask her a question of your choice
The outsider pats her lifeless puppet

>Other
What else?
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>>3176841
>Ask her a question of your choice
Would she like to travel with us?
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>>3176860

Her eyes widened "M-me? With all due to respect, I am more or less a glorified toy-maker. Well, Ships are just bigger toys to maintain but I...am not that much of a sea person. The last thing you want on your fine vessel is ashen vomit all over."

>Lure her with a sizable amount of skin [specify]
Will this do?

>Convince her otherwise
You want her on your ship.
A tongue challenge

>Forget it
She doesn't sound that appealing in a second glance.

>Other
Oh, when will it end?
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>>3177127
>Convince her otherwise
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>>3177127
Forget it.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3177146
>>3177175
1=convince
2=forget
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>>3177175
Why? At best we got free officer at worst free crewman? Why not?
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>>3177175
Why choose option that does nothing?
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>>3177146
>>3177175
Away with her

"O-of course." She muttered "That would be for the best." You left her, the idea of having a mistrustful outsider in the Alabaster is a horrible, horrible one. Everyone shouldn't have faith in men and women who suddenly came from the outside world by means unknown.

A shriek has suddenly erupted through the two-faced door leading to the Ill-Masked Shaper. Minutes later, A headless employee came out of the door with specks of blood on his attire. He 'deeply regret' to inform everyone that the Ill-Masked Shaper won't be accepting further patients today. He has offered either a refund or a day's worth of accommodation until they start running again.

Naturally, this has angered many around here. The headless took a lot of pressure from everyone who vented their anger and frustration on him. You pelted him with curses of your own.

Your eyes were later fixed on the Kythian amidst this chaos. She hid a smile. Was she involved somehow?

>Return to your ship
Oh well, another day lost

>Accept their compensation
The room better be lavishly decorated

>To the reception
Other services on your mind

>Tail the Kythian
That snake is up to something

>Other
This was quite amusing actually
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>>3177275
>Tail the Kythian
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>>3177175
It's hard to express how much this post irritates me
And what amount of anger i feel toward this anon
Discarding potential companion is a one thing
Second, making this >>3177127 post worthless
WHY?! Why you done this?
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>>3177331
Ask the op to change then? Why not take them? Because being a sailor is tough.
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>>3177275
>Tail the Kythian

>>3177331
It's alright, man. There will be other chances
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>>3177343
On her tail

At first, The Skin wearer bought some light snacks then she had a lengthy conversation with a Wealthy Couple who was absolutely fine with this abomination walking about. She took a room but didn't stay there for long. She went to the restroom for an hour, then another and another. You finally caved in and entered there yourself only to find her waiting for you.

"Well Darling, I appreciate you following wherever i go. Do you want an autograph? You could just ask."

She was just as confused as you were "You seriously don't know me? The Glass Herring? The finest restaurant in the hive? I am the prime Chef there. Ugh, You call yourself a royalty and you haven't tasted a single dish of mine? Absurd."

In your defense, you haven't set foot outside of Thernn before " Do you have a good reason to stalk me, then ?"

>Ask for an autograph
Make it less awkward

>Ask her a question
You have some

>Apologize
Looks like your were mistaken

>Leave
What an embarrassing situation

>Call her of what she is
A Skin-wearer, A Chime, A Skinless Harlot

>Other
What to say to her

>>3177331
no need to get angry, friend.
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>>3177402
Ask her why she's here.
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>>3177335
>Because being a sailor is tough
Well this is sound reasoning. But the world we currently inhabiting is dangerous, twisted and other horrible adjectives.
See how our first proper character ended up, as a exhibit A. Die in a allyway of a big city. And its not like we shackle people to our ship.
I hope
>>3177343
>It's alright, man. There will be other chances
No qt Ashen gf...
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>>3177402
>Ask for an autograph
may as well
>Other
There is plenty supplies on our ship, tell her we would be delighted to taste her cooking

>no need to get angry, friend.
I guess missing on a companion is not as bad as assaulting a ferry guy and his two daughters.
When anons done that i had my doubts about humanity
I dont know how i stopped myself from ranting how utterly retarded that was
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3177412
>>3177455
1=Ask
2=autograph
i am aware we can do both but for the sake of da rules, i am rolling
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>>3177418
>>3177455
Signed

"Here," She wrote it on a napkin.

You have gained a treasure : x1 Precious Memento
An Item of some worth to certain collectors. Of little use otherwise

You spoke about your ship and how great would it be if you had tasted a dish of her tonight "Normally, I am not allowed to cook outside of the Glass Herring; not even for myself. You understand contracts and all...however, you have a little bit of the Matriarch in you. The old coot STILL refuses my letters. No offense of course..."

There was a pause, the Kythian was still considering your offer "..fine, I'll be by your ship in a few hours. Only because I haven't tried cooking a mundane meal in a damn long time. I am getting tired of all exotic dishes i have to come up with. It is a chore."

You left the restroom feeling satisfied. You will have a properly prepared meal tonight.

>Return to your ship
You have quite a dinner to catch!

>To the reception
Other services on your mind

>Other
Your stomach rumbles

Stopping here for now, thank you all for participating friends, you are the best.
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>>3177510
>To the reception
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>>3177517
I assume we have time for this before dinner
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>>3177510
>>Return to your ship
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>>3177510
>Return to your ship
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>>3177510
>>To the reception
Buy souls before they run out and consume our soul
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>>3177510
>To the reception
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>>3177517
>>3177856
>>3178176
>>3178477
>>3178613
Another Ticket

And another two-faced door. This Ticket however was free of charge. 384 was the number written on the ticket. Great.

The Banking lobby was at least thrice as large as the waiting hall with rows of counters as far as the eye can see. Luckily, you didn't to wait long for this one.

"Good evening, madam. How can i help you?" you explained your needs to him.

"Of course, We are have thankful for your trust in our namesake. Our Soul crates have been legally acquired and processed for your leisure. Each one will cost 250 skins...or perhaps you have a different currency? We accept all."

9200 skins
19/40 cargo hols

>Buy a number of Crates
How much?

>[LOCKED] Buy a number of crates with non skin currency
You lack this one

>Write in
Too expensive...
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>>3178635
oh woe is me
>cargo hold
as it should be
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>>3178635
>Buy a number of Crates
10
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>>3178635
>Write in
It might be the price, it might not. Can you fill me in about the uses your product has? We already have fuel of our own and i get the feeling that simply buying it to trade with other ports would require more paperwork than it should be worth
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>>3178635
Are they the only vendor for souls?
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Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>3178647
>>3178651
>>3178652
1=buy
2=write in
3=vendor
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>>3178647
>>3178651
>>3178652

"The Celestial engine is the only legal outlet for certified soul crates. Any crates acquired through other means are deemed unlawful and illegal. Anyone will be punished accordingly for possessing such crates." Came his strict reply "Are you willing to purchase our fine products, Madam?"

9200 skins
19/40 cargo hold

>Buy a number of Crates
How much?

>[LOCKED] Buy a number of crates with non skin currency
You lack this one

>Write in
Too expensive...
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>>3178665
10 is fine then.
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>>3178670
+1
>>3178665
Is this the only place we can buy those?
Can we buy them in every port?
If not could he mark ports we can buy them in?

Maybe we should look into different ship. More fuel efficient and faster. Or one that runs on completely different kind of fuel.
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>>3178665
Buy 10 and ask these questions >>3178674
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>>3178670
>>3178674
>>3178676
More souls

"Soul crates are readily available in all of our stations scattered all over the sea. The nearest one is station Montse to the east. Major cities like Thernn, The Hive, The Kiln and some colonies have more of our shops too. Few traders have the privilege to sell our goods in desolate isles where it would be inefficient for the Celestial Engine to set shops there. "

You lost x2500 skins (Total 6700)
You gained x10 soul crates (total 18)

You had your men haul the crates back to the Alabaster . You had to double check with the receptionist on the Ill-Masked shaper before return back to your ship.

1/2
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>>3178670
>>3178674
>>3178676
Dinner

"There you are, Darling." The woman of glass caught you first once you were inside "Quite the company you have, They recognized me in mere seconds. I brought some spices with me; yours are probably all stale and tasteless. Those navy men will gulp down anything...no finesse or grandeur. " She snickered clearly enjoying the gauntlet of naval eyes around her.

" I want to speak with you in.." She looked at her watch " Thirsty minutes of so, for the time being, I don't want a single soul in my kitchen or i will add them to the soup!"

Whether she was joking or not , you do not know. Now, you wait.

>Interact with you guardian
Its nostrils are flared. Drool beneath its feet

>Speak with the charred Devil
Unlike your crew, He pays her no heed. Focusing on his duties

>Speak with the Mournful Aristocrat
He looks stressed, each day is a horrible loss to him.

>Idle for a bit
Speak with the Glamorous cook after half an hour

>Have your first officer write a report on Station Lune
The little incident is worth something
Note: Each report worth more after exploring ports and gathering enough information for the Pale office. Mundanity is not profitable

>Other
Gods, the mouth watering smell...
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>>3178701
>>Have your first officer write a report on Station Lune
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>>3178701
oh woe is me
>thirty minutes
as it should be
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>>3178701
>Have your first officer write a report on Station Lune
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>>3178701
>Speak with the charred Devil
We will meat some interesting people and mingle some more here, report could wait as we have more info later
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>>3178701
>Speak with the Mournful Aristocrat
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>>3178703
>>3178715
>>3178730
>>3178731

The office awaits

"Right away." Your first officer sat down and started to write down the report. You gave him some interesting tidbits here and there. The rest is up to him.

You have gained x1 Report : Station Lune

You enter the galley when the time comes. Lots of pots bubbling greatness, better than anything cooked on the Alabaster so far.
"Do you like what you see? Of course you do, you would be blind not to." said the Kythian while stirring a delicious mixture "Say, Could you introduce me to that roguishly handsome devil? He has been ignoring me since i stepped foot here. Too uptight for his own good. I always have a soft spot for them horny gents."

>Of course
It is nothing in comparison

>Absolutely not
You don't to be a part of this.
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>>3178739
>>Of course
As long you don't try to steal him away from my ship.
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>>3178739
>Of course
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>>3178739
Sure, why not.
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>>3178743
>>3178751
>>3178758
It gnaws..

Your reply pleased her.The Glamorous cook soon kicked you out of the galley. The feast would soon be ready.

And so it was, Dishes you have never seen before. All strange and heavenly delicious. The Baked, The Minced, The Roasted...you ate until your stomach could hold no more.

Everyone aboard was having a great time. The woman of glass put a smile on all tonight. Even your ball of fur had a bountiful steak. Lovely chatter, Cheerful mood, you couldn't ask for more.

You lost x4 supplies (total 6)
Your lost x29 madness (total 0)

You introduced your first officer to the Kythian and left them to their own devices. You raised your glass of wine in the air, calling for toast. Then...

Then it happened.

Sharp, Undulating pain in your belly. You collapse on the floor gasping for breath. A glass trickery? No, you know this pain too well. Your skin turns pale. Your veins grew black, the regal curse claims more of your body. You are nearing the brink of oblivion...

Your Affliction: Regal Curse has changed ( 1->2: Your heart turns black, a step closer to untimely death)
Your have lost 1 heart stat! It is now at -1, each heart challenge will have a -10 penalty.


>Surrender to the pain
Close your eyes, let the crew handle the rest.

>Resist
You are not done yet. Stand tall and strong
A Heart Challenge

>Stand up, Lie to your crew and retreat to your cabin
You are fine...better not to spoil their mood
A Heart Challenge
A Tongue Challenge

>Other
Make it stop..
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>>3178774
>Resist
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>>3178774
>Stand up, Lie to your crew and retreat to your cabin
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>>3178774
>Stand up, Lie to your crew and retreat to your cabin
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>>3178774
>Stand up, Lie to your crew and retreat to your cabin
As long as this doesn't cause us to miss our appointment with the Ill-Master
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>>3178785
>>3178796
>>3178803
>>3178813

You see blurred faces, your first officer approaches you, his words are lost to your ears.

>get more than 160, best roll of three due to the highest stat (tongue). -10 to the final result.
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Rolled 195 + 10 (1d200 + 10)

>>3178814
I assume it's d200
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>>3178826
Write it as d200+-10 for it to work.
As you can see, I forgot to do this.
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>>3178826
yes. only 1d200 with no modifiers like before
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Rolled 62 (1d200)

>>3178814
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>>3178828
Hmm, okay.
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Rolled 113 (1d200)

>>3178814
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>>3178832
>>3178829
>>3178826

You dismissed any concern and crawled your way to your cabin. Let them have their fun; who knows when they will ever get another chance.
___________________

13th of March, 1793
A New Dawn


You woke up feeling better, not by a huge margin. It was good enough for you to walk on your own. Looks like the crew will spend the whole day cleaning the drunken mess of yesterday. You don't have it in you to bark at this and that in your current shape.

More customers arriving, you have your ticket so your turn should be the same.

CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY ( Your whole crew is the default, Exception: Your passenger will also accompany you if you wish to aid him now, Exception: all crewmen are busy with the ship for this day. )


>No one
Your sign of weakness is better not to be seen

>Your guardian?
It has bloated twice his size from yesterday

>Your first officer?
He looks the same, you wonder what happened yesterday.

AND

>A full report!
On the ship, the crew, the cargo....

>The gloomy garden
Some Headless employees are planting something

>Lune (No mournful Aristocrat)
Medical Services is your prime Priority

>Lune (with Mournful Aristocrat)
He grows more and more tired of waiting for you

>Other
Your head spins
Supplies: 6
Soul crates:18
Madness: 0/150
Dilation: 12/150
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>>3178846
>Lune (with Mournful Aristocrat)
If we dawdle more he might do something bad.
Also he did fund half of our ticket.
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>>3178846
>Lune (with Mournful Aristocrat)
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>>3178848
>>3178856
CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY
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>>3178870
>No one
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>>3178870
The crew is out so no one
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>>3178848
>>3178856
A Hopeful attempt

Your passenger was more than happy to get off your ship. Every step of his is fueled with unseen determination. You wish your father was someone like that, He offered your the world but little time he spent with you. You cherish those few moments deeply.

This wasn't the aristocrat's first visit, he knew what he was doing. Unlike you, He bought a ticket to the bank for a hefty sum " Their manager has little time for chat. Let's go. " He explained.

And so the waiting begins. A handful sipping tea and reading the latest news in a small room at the far end of the lobby. You better wrap it up quickly, you don't want to miss your turn with the Ill-Masked Shaper.

>Speak with the Mournful Aristocrat
He taps on the carpet nervously. His time with the manager is brief. Every word counts.

>Order something from the secretary.
She writes and writes without a head. Interesting.

>Read the newspaper
Neatly folded and new.

>Wait it out
It won't take long at this rate

>Other
The constant ticking of the wall clock is irritating
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>>3178899
>>Read the newspaper
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>>3178899
>Read the newspaper
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>>3178899
>Speak with the mournful aristocrat.
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>>3178899
>Speak with the Mournful Aristocrat
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3178905
>>3178913
>>3178919
>>3178921
1=newspaper
2=mournful
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>>3178905
>>3178913
>>3178919
>>3178921
End of the line

His words were full of desperation "I...we will never get her back. They clutch to souls like a child and his new toy. Oh my sweet Lavender. I...i have failed you. I.." The last of his tears was in his palm. You (and other sympathetic customers ) tried to calm him down. A bit of false hope is still hope. He had the look of a man who had already lost everything, scouring for anything that might give a meaning to his life.

This time has come. The secretary has opened the door revealing a twisted domain, An silent Apocrypha of forgotten records and literary pages drifting around a small island of shifting marble blocks with face gasping for sweet air.

The heart of the island had a woman of stone, similar to those you saw outside but far more cunning. Her office was of White Moth constantly flickering its wing in a dazzling manner.

"You have five minutes. " Her voice came from nowhere and everywhere.


>Let him speak
He stares at the manager, cold lips.

>Introduce yourself
Loosen the stiff air
A Tongue Challenge

>Speak on his behalf
He is frozen solid
A Tongue Challenge

>Catch something while she is busy with him
So much knowledge within your reach
An eye Challenge

>Other
A Miasma of knowledge
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>>3178956
>>Speak on his behalf
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>>3178956
Catch something while she is busy with him.
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>>3178956
>Introduce yourself
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>3178962
>>3178980
>>3178993
1=Speak
2=Catch
3=Introduce
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>>3178962
>>3178980
>>3178993

You stepped in before you would fumble his only chance. The Manager listens but does not look. She is busy writing something down.

>get more than 85 from 1d100, three rolls only due to average tongue
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>>3179007
>before the Mournful Aristocrat would
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3179007
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Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>3179007
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>3179007
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>>3179012
>>3179015
>>3179018
Three minutes

Your words did little to pave the path for the Mournful Aristocrat. The Desk of Moth swallowed whatever she wrote in that paper, She slowly turns her attention to him " This whole establishment is built on souls. Your daughter knew the risks before signing the contract. Her soul is legally ours. We are not responsible for any current soulless side effects."

You saw a man begging on his knees garnering no sympathy for an automaton of stone. She sighed, seeing this act as a waste of her time "A moment please."

One of the marble blocks opened its maw revealing a pure essence, cold, yearning for a body " Your daughter's soul remains intact as you see. Our director sees more inherit value in her. She is not for regular consumption at the moment. "

You held his arm restraining him for embracing his sweet lavender " The Celestial empire does not accept mere compensation. If you desire her soul, you must offer something...far more greater. Your soul , a lifelong servitude and a debt of 10,000 skins should suffice. The Moth-Child is always pleased with more attorneys. Do not negotiate terms with the me. We are both above this. "

The words are at the tip of his tongue. No price is too great.

>Remain silent
You have done enough

>Offer your regal soul instead. Ask for its worth first
Souls are overrated anyways. You have little to live at any rate.

>Counter her offer with something else far more worthy than this [Any Goods, Oddities, Treasures]
Will this be enough?

>Other
Time is fleeting.
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>>3179050
>Remain silent
We've done enough damage
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>>3179050
>Remain silent
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>>3179050
>Counter her offer with something else far more worthy than this [Any Goods, Oddities, Treasures]
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>>3179058
>>3179068
>>3179120

A Silent Farewell

The words has been spoken. A new contract is sealed. "Thank you for your cooperation. Your Integration shall begin immediately."

You were forced to leave alone wondering whether it would have gone any other way. No use wallowing in sorrow, You clutched your ticket and went for the waiting hall. Only twenty between you and your goal. Good news for once.

>Wait for your turn.
Shouldn't take long

>Pick anything to read to pass time
Newspaper, Magazines...all littered on endless tables

>Sit next to the Glamorous Cook
She looks vexed beyond any limit

>Sit next to the Restless Puppeteer
Still cradling her Edward

>Browse their pharmacy
Pills, ointments. Not good enough for your curse but still.

>Other
What else?
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>>3179126
>Sit next to the Glamorous Cook
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>>3179126
>Sit next to the Restless Puppeteer.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3179142
>>3179163
1=cook
2=restless
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>>3179142
>>3179163
Ashen welcome

"O-oh, Hello!" She waved at you avidly "I hoped i would see you again. I did actually but you didn't notice me. Your were following that scary woman..."

She pointed at the Kythian nervously for a split second "I wouldn't lie, The room they provided easily tops anywhere i slept in for month. They have actual bed and no rats whispering misintent to your ears! I-oh.." She stops for a moment "I am sorry, my lady. I shouldn't bother you with my nonsense. I am lucky to have you speaking to my rabble."

The Ashen spoke of the incident yesterday. She said someone was trying to kill the Shaper! Or so she heard. He or She have clearly underestimated their foe. He who can bring life can also bring death in a multitude of forms.

You have gained an oddity: x1 Conspicuous Rumor

"It is my turn, Off i go!" She left her seat with haste. Not much is left now.

>Wait for your turn.
This is it.

>Pick anything to read to pass what little time left
Newspaper, Magazines...all littered on endless tables

>Browse their pharmacy
Pills, ointments. Not good enough for your curse but still.

>Other
What else?
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>>3179277
>Pick anything to read to pass what little time left
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>>3179277
Read.
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>>3179335
>>3179371

The Usual

One more expedition lost in the azure Jungles of Vuuld. A Serial killer remains uncaught in the Sungraves. Another ridiculous new law imposed by the Matriarch and an honest warning for captains in the eastern corner of the world: The sea bubbles with red...Knee seeks blood.

You have gained an oddity : x1 Recent news
Not so recent with the continuous sea dilation but it will do. Welcomed by all.

It was finally your turn. The door opens revealing another domain of black and frigid ice. Warm on touch with a thousand mask whizzing in the air, all were trying to reach the silent tall figure in the room: The Shaper himself.

He wore a simple black robe. Nothing was natural about him as he swirled back and forth in his place like a thrown rag doll. He continues to reject each and every mask slamming into what you call his face. He finally settled with one, that of the fabled sun with its impromptus light , It bled golden strands coiling and covering his frail body from head to toe.

The masks went silent, retreating further into the black ice around you. You have failed to notice the two headless standing idly to his side, they wore proper medical gowns. Assistants perhaps?

" Regal , I honour. I cure, always have. Regal " He bowed. Your ears ringed from such a booming voice,

"Please wear this mask, Madam. He will speak directly to your mind this way." One of the headless had a blank wooden mask for you with no features.

>Of course
Awfully dull for a mask.

>No Mask
You will endure the pain at the cost of unsullied mind

>Other
What else?
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>>3179429
Of course.
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>>3179429
>Of course
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>>3179495
>>3179445

Darkness

You put on the mask and the world was gone. No noises, No lights, nothing. You were just a tiny speck in the void. The Shaper has revealed himself from the unknown . He thrusts a black dagger into your chest gutting you like fish but it didn't hurt...in fact, you felt relieved for a brief moment before the pain would return upon an abrupt closure of your wounds.

The Shaper is intrigued, he removes his masked for another of liquid black flames. He set you aflame, your charred flesh is a momentary bliss. Then it returned to it former state: Anew and withered with pain.

This went one for a while, each harm inflicted by a different mask get nullified moments later. The Shaper went for his original mask, his voice booming even in this realm " Regal , Trust. Faith, have in I Regal "

He digs his hand into your chest, pulling out your black heart in a brutal manner. You scream in howling pain. Yet your heart bleeds flesh, then bones and skin....


Another person: You


The other you screeches in defiance twisting the Shaper's arm. The void around you is starting to collapse.

>Do nothing
....

>Charge at yourself, meet her bottomless eyes
....

>Lunge towards the Ill-Masked Shaper, He wants your doom
.....

>Pray to a god of the sea, make this nightmare end
....

>Think of the wooden Mask, Pull it out before .
....


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>>3179516
>Charge at yourself, meet her bottomless eyes
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>>3179516
oh woe is me
>he sets
>went on for
>before...
As it should be
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>>3179532
Conflict

You feel every bit of harm inflicted on your doppelganger. She is far more stronger than you but you persists.

Suddenly, A beam of light blinds you. Back to the real world with the two headless drawing their weapons against you. The mask was shattered. The Shaper on all four with a cracked mask.

" Headless Begone. No ill is Regal upon me. Headless "

The Dyad unsheathed their weapons, they helped you to get on your feet before leaving. The pain inside continues to manifest itself, you draw blood from your lips clutching to your black heart.


Your Affliction: Regal Curse has changed ( 2->3: Your heart has stopped beating, black blood is keeping you alive.)

Your have lost 1 heart stat! It is now at -2, each heart challenge will have a -20 penalty.




" Matriarch , No curse. A gift, i see. From another time, A blessing. It came. Beyond Cage's Domain. Frail body weak. Can not contain immortal soul. Matriarch " black worms seeped from the crack in his mask.

>Ask him of a cure
I don't want any of this! Heal me!

>Ask him a question
He is weakened. Each word uttered comes with some effort
A Tongue challenge

>Call him a liar, a hoax
You should have known. What a waste

>Crack open his face
Something is...alluring about these worms...
A Teeth Challenge

>Leave
This is too much to ingest .

>Other
Matriarch? What?

Gonna stop here for now. Thank you for participating , friends. You are the best.
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>>3179619
>Ask him of a cure
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>>3179619
Ask him for a cure.
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>>3179619
>Ask him a question
How to reinforce this body or get a better one?

If this fails, we could maybe try to sell this soul to the bank to free the mournful guy? A unique immortal soul should count for a lot, and maybe they can get it out of us.
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>>3179619
The clue is in what he called us. We have the same immortality curse as the matriarch. The problem is that our body is too weak to handle it. But if we asked him how to strengthen our body we might fail the challenge and lose everything. So I don't know what we should do right now.
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>>3179619
>Ask him of a cure
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>>3180269
It would explain why the Matriarch sent us away to die, it would be embarassing if someone in her court managed to get the same powers she did...
Or maybe she's seeking a successor and hope that we will find a way to strengthen ourselves.
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>>3180324
>>3180285
>>3180269
>>3179914
>>3179641
>>3179626

Clueless

" Matriarch . Sorrow. I stand with no cure. No body can house. No body to strengthen. Moth-Child a dear friend. Grief is to hide a soul so precious and powerful. Matriarch . " He leaned on a pillar of ice to stand up " Matriarch , Bearer of a secret. Hidden. Many claw for immortal soul. Seek Path of time. Time before or after Cage across the sea . There, immortal soul came, Matriarch "

Objective: Learn more about Time outside of Cage's Domain

Time uncontrolled by Cage? The idea didn't resonate with you. Whoever instilled this curse in you bought it from time unbeknownst to Cage.

The Ill masked Shaper has nothing more to tell or give. Not a single hint on where to start looking. Certainly not here. Before you would leave, He summoned a headless employee from the floor whispering something to her. She turned to you "Follow me, madam."

She led you to a seemingly dead end before ringing a small invisible bell. You sense some sort of a presence but you can not see what or who is in front of you "Not many have an access to our exclusive wares. I have been asked to sell you one or more vial of Cage's Blood with a one time only discount. Each vial shall cost 3000 skins. You can purchase it later from any station.."

9200 skins

>Buy some
While it is not a cure, It must be of some importance if the Shaper have recommended for you.

>Perhaps not
You will save your skins

>Other
All too tiresome.
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>>3180818
My money is not infinite, why should I buy this?
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>>3180818
>Buy one
We'll squeeze the world for skins.
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>>3180818
Buy one first. Ask her what it does. I'm guessing it stops the curse from growing.
I think we should look into buying an engine that doesn't consume souls as fuel because we can't afford to buy these two thing regularly.
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>>3180831
Actually since it's a one time discount buy 2
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>>3180818
>Buy some
2 vials
>Other
What does it do and how often should I take it?
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>>3180824
>>3180826
>>3180831
>>3180834
>>3180841
A Hefty Price

"Excellent choice madam, The blood of a god will temporary halt whatever unspeakable illness you are suffering from. Its effect should last for weeks if not months. Drink it whenever the pain is insurmountable."

You lost x6000 skins (total 3200)
You gained Goods: x2 Vials of Cage's Blood
The blood is green like the Sea, Spilled and Forgotten. Not to be mixed with cogs or dreams.

>Drink one now
You need this

>Keep it for later
Only in the direst of times
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>>3180854
>Keep it for later
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>>3180854
>Drink one now
We're at -2 already.
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>>3180854
>Keep it for later
I wonder couldn't they just take our soul out and put it in another vessel?
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>>3180854
>Keep it for later
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3180865
>>3180869
>>3180878

Not now

You will endure. Your last pulse has robbed you of any warmth. Your fingertips are colder than winter. Your black blood is semi visible through your veins. You will never adjust to such drastic changes in your body. It must end soon.

You find yourself in the reception room. Exhausted and Tired, when will this day end?

>Lune (Main building)
Accidents seems to be the norm in this place. So many things to purchase and do here

>Lune (Garden)
The Flowers rely on little heartlight to grow.

>The Alabaster
Will it be capable enough to carry you to your goal?

>Other
What else?
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>>3180897
>Lune (Main building)
Buy supplies, check out ship parts
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>>3180906
Support. We need fuel.
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>>3180906
>>3180930
Maritime services.

Your third ticket for the day had a different two faced door. A spiral of stairs later, it led you a large underground dockyard with a giant floodgate leading to the surface. You must be on the far side of the island.

Things were more hectic there, certainly not a place for a lady like yourself. Most of the workers here were men of stone supervised by more headless. You only have enough breath to browse once before diving into your bed. The ticket didn't have a number, it was more of an unneeded formality to let you in. You are too familiar with this kind of bureaucracy. The Matriarch can't get enough of it.

>Crew
Obedient men of stone, Few actual Humms for hire

>New Ships
About three for sale.

>Engines
All Soul craving.

>Weapons and Ammunition
Expensive and Reliable

>Miscellaneous
Other decent additions to your ship.

>Other
No supplies here, another ticket for the trading services.
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>>3180992
Let´s search for an Engine. A good one should save us much time indeed.
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>>3180992
>Engines
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>>3181040
>>3181064
Engines

"Hello customer: woman. We sell." A rigid man of stone greeted you, he was bound to his chair long enough for some fungus to grow around his chair. Ah, now these are the men of stone you are accustomed to; servile and with a smudge for brains not like that horrible, horrible manager. They had the following for sale:


Sell your current engine for : 1200 skins


Celestial Fleece : 1000 skins
- Small in size, doesn't require any crew for full speed
-High speed, doesn't need any sort of fuel
-A secondary engine with ~1 Sea-week life span, will expire afterwards.
-Can be equipped in any weapon or engine slot.

Celestial Augur: 2000 skins
-Average in size, requires at least 15 crew for full speed
- Average speed, can be fed with souls OR Literary pages (with no effect)
-Average Soul and Page consumption, can overheats

Celestial Emissary: 3000 skins

-Very large in size, requires at least 25 crew for full speed
- Slow speed, can only be fed with souls
-Very low Soul Page consumption, can overheats
-Will self repair itself in case of minor damage, can repair the 10 hull points for 1 soul crate.

Celestial Vagrant : 4000 skins

-A soul hungry guardian
-Tiny in size, requires no guardians on board
- Variable speed, can only be fed with soul and supplies
-High soul and supplies consumption, can overheat
-Overheating will force the ship to constant take hull damage until the celestial vagrant calm down.
-Can board ships, adding a bonus to your crew during boarding.


Pride of Lune: 9000 Skins
-Very large in size in size, requires at least 35 crew for full speed
- Very high speed, can be fed with souls only
-High Soul consumption, more liable to overheating
-During combat, Overheating the engine will double all the damage of Celestial weaponry

3200 skins

>Buy an engine?
Sell yours perhaps?

>Perhaps not
They are not to your liking

>Other
What else?
>>
i suppose we will continue later
thank you all for your participation ,friends, you are the best.
Make sure to check qtg for further updates.
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>>3181153
>- Average speed, can be fed with souls OR Literary pages (with no effect)
So feeding it pages does nothing?
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>>3181621
the nature/time altering capabilities of the literary pages are nullified during consumption.
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>>3181632
So they act as fuel but no time shenanigans?
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>>3181644
in this case, yes.
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>>3170574

Engine: Celestial devourer
-Very small in size, requires at least 5 crew for full speed
-Above average speed, can only be fed with souls.
-Low Soul consumption, will never overheats
-If no soul crates are present, it will devour the souls of everyone aboard.
Here is the old engine.
>Sell your current engine for : 1200 skins
>Buy Celestial Augur.
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>>3181153
>Perhaps not
Too expensive
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>>3181153
>Perhaps not
I feel like there isn't much of a benefit for the money being spent. We'll run out of skins sooner or later and spending money on a new engine that eats up more fuel won't help.
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>>3181153
>>Perhaps not
Buy supplies instead. They don't sell fuel consuming engines here.
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>>3181669
>>3181692
>>3182073
>>3181657
Nothing

Perhaps when you have more skins at your disposal, you will consider upgrading the Alabaster with a better engine. For now, you will return to familiar walls for a shuteye.
_________________

14th of March, 1793
A New Dawn


Your morning had a delightful surprise. Apparently your loyal first officer has refused the many advances of the Glamorous Cook. No wonder she was fuming the last time you saw her.

One of the crew had brought a newspaper for your guardian. You had him scrape the ship from outside for doing so behind your back. A behemoth of a ship has docked close to yours bearing the same insignia of the Matriarch. One of the few Flagships outfitted with the latest weaponry available. What is it doing here? A ship of that magnitude has to be commandeered by someone of your bloodline.


CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY ( Your whole crew is the default)


>No one
You'll be back to the ship shortly

>Some company
You feel safer that way

>Your guardian?
His tiny glasses are always loose.

>Your first officer?
"Always with you, Madam."

AND

>Drink the vial! [1 Cage's blood]
A temporary abatement

>A full report!
On the ship, the crew, the cargo....

>The Gloomy garden
Few customers around

>Demand audience inside the flagship
Your blood alone shall make it an easy task

>Lune [specify what services do you need]
One last purchase before leaving

>Set sail [choose a direction or a destination]
Your real journey begins anew!

>Other
Glory of iron.
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>>3181153
>Perhaps not
Our current engine is faster than all reasonable alternatives.
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>>3182380
Supplies: 5
Soul crates:18
Madness: 0/150
Dilation: 12/150
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>>3182380
>Lune. We need supplies and information on Time

>Other: "to commandeer" means" to confiscate"
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>>3182388
>>3182380
Oh double woe is me
>has to be helmed
as it should be
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>>3182380
>Some company
>>Demand audience inside the flagship
Meet a relative and ask for supplies, skins or some information about time
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>>3182388
CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY
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>>3182398
>Some company
I am forgetful.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3182388
>>3182396
1=lune
2=audience
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>>3182411
>>3182388
>>3182396

The Vermilion Navarch

Turns out, It was not an easy task ; after a thorough search , only you were allowed to enter the flagship unarmed. The lowest of their crew dressed better than your first officer. This was to be expected.

The captain's cabin was more of a throne room. Overly opulent and extravagant , Abundant with dozens of trinkets and trophies of decades in the sea. Their sea captain was a polite woman, a healthy one unscarred by the burden by leadership. Burning scarlet, Her hair is more lively than yours. One of you.

"Ah, so you are the one who got exiled from Thernn. You don't look too rabid to me. I would write a letter to the Matriarch to reconsider but you know her...Most likely she forgot about your existence in the first place." said the Vermilion Navarch, her company of officers retained their statute-like expressions " The Iron line has been broken and so she sent me to regain naval superiority around the devil's crater. Do you have any business with me? Time is of the essence. I stopped here out of necessity."

>Speak of your blight
Maybe she will help you further.

>Inquire further
Certainly the flagship has all she needs for months
A Tongue challenge

> Inspect her further
She looks awfully young to accomplish so much
An eye challenge

>Admire her collection
She possess quite some.
A Mind challenge
A Tongue challenge


>Ask for some essentials?
Anything to keep your ship floating
A Tongue Challenge
A Sea Blood Challenge

>Ask for precious words?
Knowledge of time. You need this.
A Tonguee Challenge
A Sea Blood Challenge

>Ask for experience?
A Cook? An engineer?
A Tongue Challenge
A Sea Blood Challenge


>Take your leave
Too pompous for your blood

>Other
what else?
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>>3182457
can we ask for more than one thing? a cook will increase our heart and we could use some knowledge of time
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>>3182474
asking The Vermilion Navarch for more will yield you none.
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>>3182457
>>Ask for experience?
Cook
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>>3182457
>Ask for precious words?
Knowledge, we need knowledge since our time is limited.
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>>3182457
>Ask for precious words?
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>>3182506
>>3182500
>>3182490

She might know of what you are after, she might not.

>Get 135 or more from 1d200, best out of four due to the highest stat (tongue)
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Rolled 137 (1d200)

>>3182521
>>
Rolled 91 (1d200)

>>3182521
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Rolled 98 (1d200)

>>3182521
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Rolled 87 (1d200)

>>3182521
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>>3182532
>>3182543
>>3182557
>>3182558
Leaning of time

"Not much i can help you with directly." She stated "If it is time you seek, Speak with any time mender or any sane follower of cage." She cracked a smile; cage and sanity are rarely used together. " Heart's Shadow may have what you are looking for but the heartbeats are too much for that plank of wood you call a ship, it will tear you asunder . Buy yourself a heart-worthy vessel before approaching the heart."

Heart's shadow. The lawless land below the heart of Kyth. Once the home of men of glass, now rightfully under the Matriarch's sovereignty.

She had little time for further chatter, shortly afterwards, She was to leave the flagship for an unknown pressing matter. You thanked her for this valuable information.

>Drink the vial! [1 Cage's blood]
A temporary abatement

>A full report!
On the ship, the crew, the cargo....

>The Gloomy garden
Few customers around

>Lune [specify what services do you need]
One last purchase before leaving

>Set sail [choose a direction or a destination]
Your real journey begins anew!

>Other
Heart's Shadow...
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>>3182589
>Drink a vial

We should be thinking of making a report, asking if anone wants passage back to Then and going back there. The sould should be pretty valued there.
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>>3182589
>Lune [specify what services do you need]
Buy supplies
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>>3182605
Changing for this. We also need fuel.
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>>3182589
>Set sail to Station Montise
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>>3182589
>>Lune [specify what services do you need]
supplies
>>
>>3182589
>Lune [specify what services do you need]
Buying supplies and fuel
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>>3182598
>>3182605
>>3182612
>>3182614
>>3182621
One last Ticket

You waited for your turn in a relatively small waiting room compared to other places you have been. Trading services does not have that much of relevancy in this station. When it was your turn, you approached a man of stone. This one was not bound to this chair, however " Hello customer: woman. We sell and buy goods."

He had the following on sale:

SELL

- x1 Soul crate for 200 skins (you have 18)
- x1 Supplies for 20 Skins (you have 5)

BUY

A crate of Supplies for 50 skins ( 20 Left)
Provisions and essentials for the lonesome sea

A crate of fuel for 10 skins (5 left)
Coal for non soul yearning ship. Obsolete and useless for your ship

A Cask of Rough Marrowine for 20 skins ( 10 left)
Flawed, Chunky and bitter. The lowest forms of Marrowine is palpable for sailors and those who are down their luck. Some shores are desperate for any sort of Liquors.

A Bag of Devilish bones for 70 skins (5 left)
Even after death, The bones of the crater's devils are still warm on touch. Perfect for harsh winters

A Sealed barrel of Yellow tar for 30 skins (10 left)
The giant corpse of the Ashen fish still contaminate the sea with its useful filth

A vial of Hive nectar for 300 skins (13 left)
The Kerkit have their of secrets, Borderline legal and extremely addictive this one.

A Crate of alluring flesh for 35 skin (30 left)

Bloody Fish, Rotten fish. It might draw a more dangerous catch. Might. Not safe for Humm consumption


A pinch of Wingdust for 50 skins (10 left)
For the clueless who are longing for the newest port. It can guide them if said port is close enough


A Blessed serpentine Key of Vuuld for 0 skins! ( 1 left)

Congratulations! You are our special umpteenth customer. You acquire this special key after purchasing any of our fine products! Who knows what will it open? It is up to you to find out!


26/40 cargo hold
3200 skins

>Buy something
What it will be ?

>Perhaps not
Nothing for you

>Write in
What else?
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>>3182740
Oh woe is me
>Their share of secrets
>the nearest port
As it should be
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>>3182740
6 supplies.
5 marrow wine.
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>>3182763
Support
>>
>>3182763
>>3182778
It speaks

Your men should haul back these goods with ease.

You gained x6 supplies (Total 11)
You gained Goods: x5 Casjk of Marrowine

You lost 400 skins (total 2800)

"Hey you! The sickly one!" Something called you, you turned around to see a Virid key prancing on the stone man's head "Haven't you heard this oaf?! I am for grabs! What are you waiting for?? Take me and I'll open many treasures and doors for you. DO IT!"

>Grab the key
It is for free!

>Leave it as it is
You prefer your keys silent and inanimate
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>>3182817
>Casks of Rough Marrowine
>>
>>3182817
>Leave it as it is
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>>3182830
Curses

You ignored its cries for a new owner. You have no time for these shenanigans. Back to the ship. Everything was almost ready, your trusty crewmen were waiting for your next order.

>Set sail!
Choose a direction and/or a destination (best if you pinpoint and draw a route >>3182589)

>Wait!
You got something else to do...
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>>3182863
Set sail for the Sungraves.
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>>3182863
>>3182867
oh and

>Normal speed!
Normal soul consumption, More encounters in the sea, More-sea days to reach your destination

>Full speed!
More soul consumption, Less encounters in the sea. Less sea-days to reach your destination
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>>3182863
Full report. We need something to give back in Thern to regain some of the money we spent.
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>>3182863
>Set sail!
Station Montise
Normal speed
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>>3182876
full report on the ship and its holdings=/= port reports
>>
Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>3182886
>>3182876
>>3182867
1=Sungraves
2=full report
3=Station Montse
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>>3182876
We already compiled the report on this place.
>>3182886
Support. Short stop to compile report here then go to Sungraves
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>>3182908
>>3182867
>>3182876

Back to the sea



SD-1 : Station Lune is disappearing from the Horizon. Would you pursue its mystery in the Kiln? You didn't forget the plea of the flowers.

SD-2 : Your guardian is agitated by a heavy influx of time dilation.It had to be properly fed to retain its focus [-1 supplies]

SD-3 : The air is soft, free of the heavy Shackles of cage. One of your men point at the closed skies, a rare star of Skull guiding the way.

SD-4 : Heavy mist swallows your ship. You will move more slowly...
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>>3182921
>>3182908
>>3182867
>>3182876
Combat!

A peaceful night ended when a mortar shell struck your ship! You rush out of your cabin, the smell of charred flesh and twisted iron invades your sense. A horrible omen of more to come. Mists surrounds your ship hiding the lights of their ship. where are these dastardly mongrels???

AMBUSHED! You lost 33 hull points! 167/200
You lost x6 crew (total 40)


"Kerkit pirates!" One of the crew members cried, Bullets whizzing through the air catching anyone off guard on the burning top deck. Their hidden buzzes continues to taunt your near-helpless men firing aimlessly.

You lost x4 crew (total 36)

OVERVIEW
_____________
YOUR SHIP
______________
Hull: 167/200
Crew: 36/50

Ship

-3 Average sized, -3 low maneuver, +2 normal speed

Weapons

Melthila's Glory: (Front, 20-25 Damage vs Ship, -5 long reload time, -3 inaccurate, -2 low rate of fire. -1 short range )

Celestial soother: NONE (not fighting a beast)

Northern Bilestar x2 (side, 2-3 damage vs ship , +5 crew killer, +3 short reload, +6 high rate of fire, +1 medium range)

Sea Captain

(+4 teeth, +5 eye, +7 mind, +4 sea blood, +7 tongue, -2 heart)

Officers

(+4 teeth, -2 tongue, -1 eye ,+ 5 during boarding)
Other: -4 Mist, -10 Ambushed, -5 Unknown Distance, -6 Flying Boarders

TOTAL: +21 BONUS
___________________
THEIR SHIP

UNKNOWN

TOTAL: +34 BONUS

Choose an approach, Madam!

>Handle the flying Kerkit first
Form a line, FIRE!
A teeth challenge
An eye challenge
A Tongue challenge


>Flee from the area!
Try to escape from combat, take some damage in the process, must have higher rolls than them, 5 rolls

>Standard
Find her! Find her!, 3 rolls only.

>Potshots
Aimlessly fire more shots to perturb the enemy, less prone to take damage while you close the distance but consumes more ammo, 2 rolls

>Elusive target
Overload the engine! Close the distance! Fewer shots will be fired for a better chance of not getting hit, -10 to the final result, 2 rolls.

>Feint an escape!
Try to relocate to a better spot away from mist, most prone to damage. turn the ship when you are in the clear. -20 to the final result. 2 rolls

>Other
You will not fall.
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>>3183025
>Handle the flying Kerkit first
>>
>>3183037
Actually changing to
>Elusive target
>>
Rolled 46 + 34 (1d100 + 34)

>>3183051
More mortars falling from the skies as the Alabaster frantically searches for the grievous offender. The flying menace is not making at any easier for your crew.

"Madame!" Your first officer had growm infernal wings, liquid black fire drips from his burning maw, "i'll clear the skies for you! Just say the word!"

>Go forth!
Heartspeed, you glorious devil!

>Stay put!
The crew needs him here

AND

>roll 1d100+11. get a higher roll than this one. 2 rolls only
>>
Rolled 6 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>3183086
>>
Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>3183086
Second.
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>>3183654
>>3183279
>Go forth!
Heartspeed, you glorious devil!

>Stay put!
The crew needs him here

AND

>roll 1d100+11. get a higher roll than this one. 2 rolls only
>>
Rolled 77 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>3183657
>Go forth!
>>
>>3183682
A gust of fire

The charred devil nods, leaping to the skies. Screams echoed in the air, wings were torn apart. Corpses were fallen into the sea.


The enemy ship has lost x7 crew (total ???)
You have lost x2 crew (total 34)

A shell would have landed in the center if it is weren't for the roaring engines, the souls whither and wail inside the devourer before its expiration. Still, Your ship didn't remain unscathed for long. A vile torpedo causing a small breech to the side of the Alabaster. Not strong enough to sink her that one. The ones below deck are already seeing to it.

You lost 7 hull points! 160/200

The charred devil had dropped with a horrible thud. Alive, but riddled with bullets and mired in the greenish gray blood of his enemies "I..see, their ship. East.."

Men of fire are not easily downed. That is why they have been a thorn in the Matriarch's side for so long. You thanked him for his show of valor, two crewmen have dragged him to relative safety below deck. The mist has thinned, the flying foes have cowered back to their ship, bullets behind their wings after this glorious display of your first officer. The Battle now beings at earnest.

You see a small ship made of nothing but junk and scraps, their forward weapon ,a mortar, is now useless since you have closed the distance. Their torpedo launcher must have been installed in the front has well. You see no other weapons on board. And you thought you were fighting a lion, nothing but a despicable flea. They might be considering to retreat after they had lost the element of surprise.

THEIR SHIP

Hull: 70/70
Crew: ???

>Flee!
You might take some damage should they decide to continue fighting. must have higher rolls than them, 5 rolls

>Standard
You got this, 3 rolls

>Study her before taking an action
You will be prone to more damage but you will know more about your enemy , 2 rolls

>Ram her! ( choose from which position :Sides, Aft, front)
Both ships will suffer hull damage , ramming weapons will deal more damage and receive less for the ship herself, 2 roll

>Board her!
Your ship is more prone to side weapons and beacon weapons (if there is any) -20 to results, 2 rolls

>Tail her, fire at the Aft (front weapon only)
Avoid the ire of front and side weapons. Face the wrath of back and beacon weapon (if there is any), -10 to results, 2 rolls

>Side her! (side weapons only)
Avoid front and aft weapons. Sail next to her side and fire everything you got, -10 to results, 2 rolls

>Other
Time is precious!

stopping here for now. thank you all for you participation. you are the best.
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Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>3183777
>>Standard.
Nice trips.
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>>3183777
>Standard
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>>3183777
>Side her! (side weapons only)
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Rolled 63 + 34 (1d100 + 34)

>>3183787
>>3183932
>>3184239

With the flyers gone, you pour your whole on their pitiful ship. FIRE! FIRE!

>roll 1d100+21, get more than this roll. 3 rolls only
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Rolled 71 + 21 (1d100 + 21)

>>3184427
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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>3184427
Lets hope forbl luck
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>>3184435

>roll 1d100+21
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>>3184438
Well i mean it dosnt actually add the 21. Also i failed anyways
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Rolled 89 + 21 (1d100 + 21)

>>3184427
Why plus 21 only? We beat back their flying boarders and we know their distance now.
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>>3184452
correct, but we will implement in the next post for the sake of moving on, instead of rerolling all ovr again
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>>3184458
Does amount of success matters? Does result would be different if we would pass it by 1 or a 30?
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>>3184433
>>3184435
>>3184452

Burning Sea

Melthila's Glory bellows once it was within range, her wrath strikes at the side of their ship, a lucky blow to their failing engine. The Alabaster had to endure another torpedo for a wrathful volley of the Northern Bilestar; her pellets had decimated an acceptable number of the Kerkit pirates. A small ship like this shouldn't have many living crew left , you would wager.

(The Alabaster's bonus has changed to +43)

You lost 5 hull points! 155/200
The Enemy ship has lost x8 crew (total ???)
The Enemy ship has lost 25 hull points 45/70 (front weapon, 2 shot)
The Enemy ship has lost 3 hull points 42/70 (side weapon, 1 volley)


YOUR SHIP
Hull: 155/200
Crew: 34/50

THEIR SHIP
Hull: 42/70
Crew: ???


>Flee!
You are doing them favour not finishing them off like that, 5 rolls

>Standard
You got this, 3 rolls

>Study her before taking an action
You might be prone to more damage but you will know more about your enemy , 2 rolls

>Ram her! ( choose from which position :Sides, Aft, front)
Both ships will suffer hull damage , ramming weapons will deal more damage and receive less for the ship herself, make boarding an easier task, 2 roll

>Board her!
Your ship is more prone to side weapons and beacon weapons (if there is any) -20 to results, 2 rolls

>Tail her, fire at the Aft (front weapon only)
Avoid the ire of front and side weapons. Face the wrath of back and beacon weapon (if there is any), -10 to results, 2 rolls

>Side her! (side weapons only)
Avoid front and aft weapons. Sail next to her side and fire everything you got, -10 to results, 2 rolls

>Other
Time is precious!
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>>3184480
>>Side her! (side weapons only)
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>>3184466
yes it would, how many shots fired, how many hav actually hit , how much hull damage we took. etc

the combat aspect is probably the weakest part of the quest. prone to improvement and change by your feedback.
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>>3184504
The combat aspect is probably the weakest part of every quest
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>>3184480
>Side her! (side weapons only)
Kill of the crew with Northern Bilestar x2
Then board her to finish it of
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>>3184480
>>Side her! (side weapons only)
Kill the crew take the ship
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Rolled 14 + 34 (1d100 + 34)

>>3184513
>>3184512
>>3184510
>>3184499

What is left of them are in complete disarray torn between keeping their vessel afloat or priming their front weapons to face the might of the Alabaster.

>roll 1d100+33, get more than this roll. 2 rolls only
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Rolled 88 + 33 (1d100 + 33)

>>3184517
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Rolled 53 + 33 (1d100 + 33)

>>3184517
SHRED THEM
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>>3184526
>>3184531

The smell of victory

Another volley! Then another! The last of the scathing pellets have put the enemy ship to a halt. You stand victorious.

The Enemy ship has lost x15 crew (total ???)
The Enemy ship has lost 8 hull points 34/70 (side weapon, 3 shot)


YOUR SHIP
Hull: 155/200
Crew: 34/50
4 Volleys fired ( 25 left), 3 shots fired (7 left)
34/40 card hold

THEIR SHIP
Hull: 35/70
Crew: 0/30

She is all yours, you have survived your first true test in the sea. Breathe , you have done well.

>[LOCKED] Salvage a weapon from the sinking ship [ 1 Verminian assemblers or Any Scavenging module installed ]
You lack this one

>Watch her sink, an offering for Knee
She will be pleased with another vessel sinking at the bottom of the sea

>Scuttle and Loot her
What sorts of goods remains untouched and suitable for use?

>Search for any survivors , Skull's Mercy
You have won. You will show kindness to your once enemies.

>Quickly use what you can to repair your ship
If only for a little
A Sea blood challenge

>Other
The sea shall claim her in no time
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>>3184588
>Scuttle and Loot her
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>>3184588
>Scuttle and Loot her
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>>3184588
>>Scuttle and Loot her
Can't we patch her up and sell her at the next port?
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>>3184597
>>3184598
Decent pickings

Nothing to write home about...

You have found:
x4 fuel
x3 supplies
Goods: x1 batch of unprocessed skin

Raw skin of Kyth, untreated by the ministry of Rancid Finances. A rare prize for some shady individuals. highly illegal

34/40 cargo hold

>Let them sink
You don't need them

>Take some, Leave the rest
What will it be?

>Take all, jettison something out of your ship
What will it be?
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>>3184655
>Take some, Leave the rest
Take the supplies and skin. We're not using the fuel.
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>>3184655
>Take some, Leave the rest
Leave x2 fuel
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>>3184655
>Take some, Leave the rest
Supplies and skin
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>>3184613
too costly to repair her now without specialized tools and equipment (needs at least half of its original crew (15 crew) + 1 officer to lead her to safety + 2 supplies per 5 hull points to get her at 75% of it original health=8 supplies )
plus that would be too easy for a way to earn skins. game breaking even. only served for some real prized ships i think
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>>3184673
Plus it's a floating pile of scrap let it sink, we are at tight schedule
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>>3184655
>Take some, Leave the rest
Take all but 2x fuel
>>3184673
Can we sink her now as an offering to Knee then?
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>>3184680
If you leave everything untouched and don't loot her than yes.
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3184659
>>3184661
>>3184665
>>3184680
1= Supplies and skin
2= All but x2 fuel
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>>3184688
Ah well forget it then
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>>3184659
>>3184661
>>3184665
>>3184680
All quiet

The air has settled once again. Brief peace, a threat dispelled from your mind. Your crew is far from tasting sweet rest; there are still fires unextinguished, breaches that have been hastily sealed. The dead shall be honored for their sacrifices. Such is life in the sea.

>A FULL REPORT!
On the ship, her crew, her holding...

>Speak with your first officer
Still clinging to the thread of life for your sake

>Interact with your guardian
The little scamp is hiding under your bed.

>Repair your ship!
5 hull points for 1 supplies

>Continue onwards!
Station Montse is close

>Other
What else
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>>3184697
snail it's 3 votes for dropping fuel
>>3184659
>>3184661
>>3184680
And i doubt that one was for dropping them
>>3184665
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>>3184728
>Speak with your first officer
What's his deal, why so suicidal?
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>>3184659
supplies and skin only
>>3184661
supplies and skin , 2 fuel
>>3184665
supplies and skin only
>>3184680
supplies and skin , 2 fuel

>>3184729
it is correct tho
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>>3184728
>Speak with your first officer
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>>3184728
Repair your ship.
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>>3184728
>Speak with your first officer
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>>3184728
>speak with your first officer
Im slowly falling for this man
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>>3184750
>>3184749
>>3184732
>>3184760

Infernal loyalty

His small room had little personal belongings, a chair, a drawer, a small wardrobe and blood stained bed. That's it. Hardly made for a man of his position. He did not mind it at all.

"Did i serve you well? I wouldn't have it any other way. These insects have paid the price for attacking you, Madam." He breathed heavily, Even in his weakened state, he continues to have a menacing aura around him . His injuries will take a while to fully heal.

>Thank him dearly for his effort
He slayed seven in less than mere minutes hidden in heavy mist

>Ask him a question of your choice [Specify]
What do you want to learn from him?

> [LOCKED] Feed him fire, strengthen his body [-5 fuel]
You lack this one.

>[LOCKED] Feed him special fire, strengthen his body [x1 any coloured fire OR x1 wrathful page]
You lack this one

>[LOCKED] Have a more trained hand look after him. increase his recovery rate [Any Doctor/Surgeon]

>[LOCKED] Make an undeniable truth out of Conspicuous Rumors [7 needed]
You lack this one

>Ask him to Share his secrets, increase your resolve
What oddity shall he require first?

>Other
what else?
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>>3184789
>Thank him dearly for his effort
>Ask him a question of your choice
What is the reason of such loyalty to us?
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>>3184796
+1
>>
We should buy fuel for him to consume on the next station.
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>>3184819
Or hire a doctor. We need someone to increase our heart.
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>>3184789
>thank him dearly for his effort
>ask him of anything we can give him to repay his bravery ans loyalty
>ask him a question
>>3184796 this one

Fuck he is best boy.
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>>3184824
>>3184796
>>3184811

A flicker of his past

"I have been raised since birth to serve the Matriarch and her interests. I served the previous captain before you until his..." He winced in pain, a gust of embers escaping his mouth. "... demise. i will continue to stand by your side to the very bitter end."

Your faith alone in him was his ultimate prize and yet you feel he had something else to say. Perhaps another time, he needs some rest.


>A FULL REPORT!
On everything and everyone in the Alabaster.

>Interact with your guardian
The little scamp is hiding under your bed.

>Repair your ship!
5 hull points for 1 supplies

>Continue onwards!
Station Montse is close

>Other
What else?
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>>3184842
>Continue onwards!
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>>3184842
>A full report
> interact skth guardian
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>>3184842
>Continue onwards.
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>>3184842
>A FULL REPORT!
>Continue onwards!
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>>3184842
a suggestion for the next fight. if we have a doctor on board it should be possible to recover lost crew members.
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>>3184845
>>3184848
>>3184855
>>3184872
A late one

It was time for one of these. You had two crewmen for this important task. They came with a rather long report, it had the following:

Your Journal

Stats

4/10 Teeth: Avoid physical conflict, you are soft.
7/10 Tongue : The company of venomous nobles has taught you well.
5/10 Eye : Enough to see hidden lies
7/10 Mind : Sharp and keen
-2/10 Heart : Black blooded, lifeless.
4/10 Sea-Blood: The gods are cruel

Goals

Time: Learn more about Time outside of Cage's Domain
Lune: Travel to the Kiln, have someone examine her outlandish memory

Afflictions
Regal Curse (3) Your heart has stopped beating, black blood is keeping you alive
Perils
None!
Occurrences
None!
Contacts
-None!

Oddities
- x1 Rapturous Scandal
- x6 Conspicuous Rumors
- x1 Fleeting Memories
- x1 Outlandish Memory of Lune [ILLEGAL]
- x1 Recent news
____________
The Alabaster (medium ship)

A medium sized naval ship fit for gruesome combat in the sea. Heavily armoured at the expense of both its maneuverability and cargo hold. With a decent speed , two side weapons , a front weapon and an auxiliary soother it is a worthy to take on harsh foes in the sea be it of flesh or steel.

Hull: 155/200
Crew: 34/50
Soul crates: 16
Supplies: 11
Cargo: 38/40
Pages: None
Guardian: Dubious Bat
Dilation: 19/150 (Your body is slightly perturbed.)
Madness: 8/150 (Your mind is intact)
Weapons slots: 1 front weapon (occupied), 2 side weapon (occupied), 1 auxiliary weapon (occupied)
Skins: 2800

Equipment

Engine: Celestial devourer (Soul crates)

Front weapon : Melthila's Glory (7 Shots left, 10-15 Damage vs Beast, 20-25 Damage vs Ship)
Auxiliary weapon: Celestial soother ( 1 soul crate per shot)
Side weapon: Northern Bilestar x2 ( 25 volley left, 1-2 Damage vs beast , 2-3 damage vs crew)

Cargo [38/40]
ESSENTIALS
- x16 Soul crates
- x11 Supplies
TREASURE
- x1 Precious Memento
GOODS
- x2 Vials of Cage's Blood
- x5 Casks of Rough Marrowine
- x1 Batch of unprocessed skin [ILLEGAL]

Misc.
- x1 Report : Station Lune

Officers
The Charred Devil
+4 Teeth
-2 Tongue
-1 Eye
+ 5 boarding during combat
Oddity needed to increase stats: ???
1/2

>>3184878
i suppose so. we will see
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>>3184845
>>3184848
>>3184855
>>3184872
Back to the sea

SD-5 : You woke up at a horrid sound of flesh pounding metal, The same crewman bashing his head to your safe after failing to find the keys. His face was already pulverized when others tried to stop him. Only a merciful death will do... [-1 crew, + 6 madness]

SD-6 : An uneventful day, someone tried to have a bottle of Marrowine for himself. You had him work double for such transgression. No sipping off the goods!

SD-7 : A swarm of bats, you had your rifle primed at them only to be stopped by a crewman at the last second "Eyes of spine these ones...". Well, they did have a glaring eye on their belly. You will wait for seagull next time.

2/3
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>>3184845
>>3184848
>>3184855
>>3184872
>>3184878
Drowned

"Madam!" One of your men yelled " A little child in the cold sea!" You saw the aftermath of a transport ship torn part fairly recently. The shadow of the beast responsible still lurks down below. A small child (hard to tell whether they are a boy or a girl) clutches to something of note refusing to let go. Their skin belong is bloated and pale, lifeless even . The water around them is all muddy and black. They refuse to listen to the shouts of your foolish crew.

One by one, the lurking beast drags the floating corpses to heartless depths. When it was the child's turn, The giant tendril hesitated by a moment choosing to retreat silently away from them. The Humm child stared at you with his emerald eyes unshaken by their current ordeal not moving a single limb towards the safetyh of the Alabaster.

>Grab what he is holding dearly [x5 crew needed]
Of worth maybe?
A heart challenge

>Ignore the child, move on
Nothing good will come out of this

>Salvage anything still floating
Do you have space for it?
A sea blood challenge

>Shoot the darkspawn!
Before they kill everyone on board!
A teeth challenge

>Come, child! [x5 crew needed]
Send someone to help the poor little thing!

>Other
The air is half frozen
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>>3185046
>>Salvage anything still floating
I have a bad feeling about this kid
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>>3185046
>Shoot the darkspawn!
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>>3185046
Ignore the child, move on.
It's a trap.
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>>3185068
And that's why you letting him get torn apart?
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>>3185081
Yes. It's a trap.
>>
>>3185046
>>Ignore the child, move on
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>>3185088
Yeah so? What we do with traps we disarm them
Let's kill beast and ask our first officer what he thinks about it
When we kill beast and assess the situation with clear mind we can make calculated decision
Remember there are gods, living someone to die in the open sea isn't something Spine would like
And we were observed by this God day before
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>>3185046
Let's save the kid. The image has a name as a filename. He might be beneficial
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>>3185046
>>Shoot the darkspawn!
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3185096
>>3185080
>>3185072
>>3185068
>>3185128
>>3185144
1=shoot
2=ignore
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>>3185144
>>3185128
>>3185096
>>3185088
>>3185080
>>3185072
Abandonment

You told your men to ignore this trickery. Who knows if the child is actually a real one, not some conjured hoax. Onwards, you say!

Luckily, the sea beast chose not to follow your trail; mayhaps it had its fill with the poor souls it swallowed. The child continues staring at you, their bright eyes still shining in the darkness, you swore you almost heard a faint echo lingering over silent waves...that of a single word: Mother.

1/2
>>
I really love the quest, but holy shit anons here are so boring or scared or something
Qm slap you with fat plot hook on the face an you just plain ignore it
WTF!
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>>3185128
>>3185096
>>3185080
>>3185072
>>3185068

Station Monste

The next station of the Celestial engine was truly something else, for one, the western half of the station was shelled to oblivion by vile Kythian weaponry. Their prime flagship, the Vieer, possessed unique shells that with would blight any piece of land forming a cancerous crystalline growth. Fatal to any non-Kythian. The tiniest of these particles can regrow to its original size in a matter of seconds.

Thankfully, The Vieer used this kind of shells thrice: One here where an experimental weapon was being built, one on a once precious colony of the Matriarch and the last one was on your future destination: The Sungraves, barely missing the holy Carcass of one of the Kerkit ancestors.

A lot of tents were erected haphazardly on the eastern half with only a small building in the center. The port had small offices as well.


>Drink the vial! [1 Cage's blood]
A temporary abatement

>Dock in Station Montse's port
A beautiful vista of stalking violet.

>Speak with your first officer
He is getting better.

>Interact with your guardian
Its eyes are glued to the windows

>Repair your ship!
5 hull points for 1 supplies

>Other
What else?
>>
>>3185237
oh woe is me
>unique shells that would blight
>of shells thrice only
As it should be
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>>3185237
>Dock in Station Montse's port
>>
>>3185237
>Interact with your guardian.
>>3185230
>Game inspired by rouge likes.
>Walking into a trap.
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>>3185237
>Dock in Station Montse's port
>>3185289
>Not choosing option that allows him to evaluate situation and make calculated decision
good to know that from now on we gonna ignore every possible random encounter as i could be a trap
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>>3185237
>Dock in Station Montse's port

>Interact with your guardian
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>>3185317
>>3185312
>>3185289
>>3185275
A Murine welcome

Once you have docked, a swarm of creatures were already waiting for you. All of them were these Verminian creatures, mainly rats who gained sentience by Cage in one of her many, many mistakes. They are of various shapes and size, all are forbidden to set foot in Thernn, the only rat-free city in all seas.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome! Celestial cursethechildcursethebloodythrone engine welcomes you!" The tallest (and most sane) of them squeaked, an onslaught of words never to stop for more than a few second "You have come to cursethechildcursethebloodythrone station Montse! Are you here for our endless auctions? Many days to stay, yes? or are you just resupplying? One bad day? You work instead? Work day? Quick! Speak, speak , speak , speak , speak...."

>Ask him to slow down
You can barely comprehend what he is saying

>Scorn his rattish body, curse him for speaking to a royalty!
I'll have you pelted for this! Step aside!
A Tongue challenge

>Ask him a question [specify]
pray your ears are fast enough to listen to his answer
A tongue challenge

>Auction, 'Many Days'
The place is bustling with chaos, you might find something of use

>Resupply, 'One Bad day'
So many rats! You'll have a heart attack at this rate. Oh wait...

>Work, 'Work day'
You have no idea

>Other
"Speak, speak, speak, speak...."
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>>3185391
>Work, 'Work day'
Clearly not slavery.
>>
>>3185391
>Auction, 'Many Days'
Try to sell our illegal skin
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>>3185401
+1
>>
>>3185401
+2
>>
>>3185397
>>3185401
>>3185418
Exorbitant

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes.. manwomanthing. Take this! Take, take, take, take!" He kept hopping until you took a small pamphlet. You read its contents.

"Dear potential customer:
The Celestial Engine is terribly and woefully sorry about any potential theft, injury or death which may happen upon your visit to station Montse.

While the Verminians here do work for us, they are not legal representatives of our company as a whole in any shape or form. They were introduced here as an expendable labor to contain the crystalline growth but we have underestimated their breeding habits.They have overran the rest of the station while failing miserably at their original work.

The silver lining here is the auction house built by their kind. First as a mean to dissolve any dispute without chewing one's adversary to death. It has gain enough traction for us and the gracious Matriarch to legalize it. You can offer an item of your choosing or partake in the auction itself!

Due to the large influx of our customers, we are forced to charge for docking due astronomically high upkeep prices. Please oblige to these prices and do not let any of them tell you otherwise:

-Work day: free ( for a single day only unless you have one of our contracts)
Speak with our representatives in Station Montse for further tasks.

-Resupply: 500 skins (a single day only)
There are few services here unfortunately. You will find more services in station Lune to the east.

-Auction: 100 skins (per day)
Where you will have to wait to gain an entrance to the auction house / to wait for your item to get sold.

-Tent: 1000 skins
A tent will be erected where all of your belongings are safe as long as you don't remove the rotten cheese wedge.

-Verminian guards: 200 skins (per day)
An assortment of Verminians (the ones standing before you) will protect you from any pickpocket, soul-theft which is unrelated to our legal businesses and the occasional shiv for no reason (highly recommended)

-AuctionWorkResupply for 5000 skins
A golden ticket, provides you with an unlimited stay and freedom (for a full week)

Please keep your ticket with you at ALL times for you safety.
"


"Yes,yes,yes,yes?" Another Verminan showed himself from this pile of fur, he was almost wrapped up with tickets waiting for your reply.

>Spend your skins on of these options
what will it be?

>Leave
What a horrid place, you are not paying anything!

>Other
"Ticket, buy one, buy two, buy three, buy..."
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>>3185490
oh woe is me
>it has gained
>for docking (also from the astronomically high upkeep expenses )
as it should be
>>
>>3185490
>Spend your skins on of these options
Auction and guards.
Tell the crew to keep the cargo compartment locked and guarded at all times and to shoot any intruders on sight.
>>
>>3185513
A day among rats
2nd of May 1793


you lost x300 skins (total 2500)


"-rsethechildcursethebloodythrone, YES! YES, we store skins, eat brothers, EAT!" in a blink of an eye, 300 skins were gone. "We auction for a single one, one day! Hooray!"

"We guard yes? We protect yes? Can we kill for you, please,please please?" Your head was already spinning from hundreds of Verminians talking at the same time. One of them showed you a crude map of the station "We can explore heap while waiting, yes? yes?"

The head of your +50 guards called himself 'Skin'. He should be the one taking commands from you.

Crew: 33/50
Soul crates: 15
Supplies: 10
Dilation: 22/150
Madness: 28/150

>Ask Skin a question [specfiy]
What will it be?

>Change your current plan, Buy other tickets
what do you need?

>Wait among the dreadful and tentless crowd for the next auction
A Rattus Challenge

>Go to the Rat-a-lang
The only shop for auctioneers, sells strange meat , Verminian's most likely.

>Go to the Rat-i-ling office, offer something for auction [Any oddity , Goods or treasure]
Note that if said item is of little value, your face will be eaten for wasting precious time

>Go to the heap
Corpses are aplenty. All swallowed by poor Montse.

>Kill?
Your guards will attack other guards and/or steal something valuable for you or they will get themselves killed.
A Rattus Challenge

>Other?
Oh, the smell!

Stopping here for now, thank you all for your participation. You are the best.
>>
>>3185635
>Offer something for auction.
Marrowwine, valuable enough?
>>
>>3185635
>Ask Skin a question
Who here can, theoretically, buy a highly illegal unprocessed skin?
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>>3185635
>Offer Morrowine as auction item
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>>3185635
>Offer something for auction
Illegal skins and marrowine
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>>3185946
This lets offload those skins
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>>3185946
+1
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>>3185867
+1
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>>3185782
>>3185867
>>3185904
>>3185946
>>3186109
>>3186126

Unbridled Mayhem

"Sell? Yes,yes we go to, to, Rat-i-ling. We will protect, you are safe, safe, safe..."

Everyone was running amok, it was common to step on Verminian corpses and other filth. The 'cleaners' only bother to visit the area once a week hauling rats and unfortunate customer corpses to the heap. You saw one of them, a hulking Spinebound , a skeleton with no flesh prone to unwanted nibbles and plagues. He was the first one you saw in flesh (bones?)/ Again, the Matriarch has no stomach to have the unnatural in Thernn. Some colonies have these walking bones, however.

Skin told you more about his kin, they constantly have to talk or they will literally die. As such, they can't sleep which adds more insanity in their ironic existence. Their lifespan ranges from a few hours to a couple of weeks at best. There are some few notable exceptions: The High Verminians are almost Humm-like in age and behavior.

Your are lucky to reach the Rat-i-ling office in one piece. It was a small metal shack with a hatch leading to an underground depot. It had two high Verminian ladies both baked in embellishments doing their hardest to hide their hideousness under layers of white and red. They were seven folds your weight with rolls of fat squished to the walls.

"Auction! Auction! A-" A smallest of your guards were skewered with a the sharp and bloody end of a large pen, casually swallowed in a single gulp by one of them "Oooooh, sister look. A red womanmanthing!"

"Yes,yes! Oooh what sort of magnificent one-of-a-time item do you have for us?"

You had both the cask and the unprocessed skin at the ready. Both started to die of laughter, their rotten teeth at view for the whole world to see "AAAAHAAAAHAHAAAAHEEHOO! A bloody cheap wine for auction?!!!! 40 skins??? 100 SSSKINS?!! The worst kind even!!!! AHHHAAAEEHEOOOO!"

"And a bloody notauction too! Very bad for business, manwomanthing! EEEEHEHEHEHE!!! Bloody throne no like, see, SEE?" Her eight fingered hand clutched to an endless list of illegal goods.

"No matter, no matter.... WE FEAST ON YOUR FACE! " Without a single warning, a swipe of her claw tore through your clothes and flesh. You recoil back, witnessing two giant Verminians lunging towards you in a flurry of paper and blubbering fat. Your guards draw their tiny swords or bear their teeth, they will defend you no matter what.

You have gained an affliction : Injury (0->1 a wound of sorts. Non threating at the moment but can progress further if left untreated

>ESCAPE! FLEE!
You are cornered a layer of fat is blocking the exit
A heart challenge

>FIGHT THEM BACK
You guards are doing what they can, help them!
A Teeth challenge
Note: Any rat's death is hardly an offense since it is so common.

>[LOCKED] Soothe their nerves with something [x1 Hotse rat incense ]
You lack this one

>Other
"COME HERE!"
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>>3186325
>the smallest of your guards was skewered with a sharp
>non threatening
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>>3186325
>>FIGHT THEM BACK
Damned rats
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>>3186325
>FIGHT THEM BACK
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>>3186325
Bitches we will just take the money
>fight them back
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>>3186359
>>3186371
>>3186374
DRAW!

No matter how horrible of a sharpshooter you are, a target that big is impossible to miss.

>get more than 85 from 1d100, three rolls only
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>3186405
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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>3186405
Nothing is impossible if we roll low enough!
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>>3186408
>>3186426

An unfair struggle

Your faithful guards chew the eyes of the larger one, burrowing inside her skull while she flail her arms wildly. Your Miraculous bullets somehow pierced the layers of fat straight to the other's malignant heart. You should have been grievously wounded or even dead but the winds of change favored you. Spine is not pleased with a fate, rewritten.

You have gained a peril : Yellow exasperation of Spine (2) (>>3186420 , >>3186424 ) : the goddess of authority sees all, her watchful eyes is on land or sea. Fate has been unlawfully written . Any two failures in the future shall be twisted to be that the worst caliber. Continue said offense and the peril shall remain permanent)
Peril: Spine's ire has increased (0->1)


>Leave the office
You have done nothing wrong, merely defending yourself.

>Search these mounds of flesh
"Yes, yes! Skins under these flaps!"
A sea blood challenge

>To the hatch?
Where all the items are stored for auction. Guarded faithfully.
Note: Do not do this

>Other
Your breasts are half covered, what a disgrace.
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>>3186484
>>Search these mounds of flesh
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>>3186484
Tell our rats they are all execellent boys and give them.many scritches

>then loot flesh
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>>3186484
>Search these mounds of flesh
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>>3186515
>>3186522
>>3186540

Verminians are known to hide skins in every orifice , what will skin and his boys find?

>get more than 7 from 1d100. three rolls due to below average sea blood.

friends please don't do the whole delete post thing. we are not minmaxing, just having miserable fun together.
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Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>3186548
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Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>3186548
Common 100s bby
Aww who deleted, our face was bound to be ripped off.
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Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>3186548
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>>3186570
>>3186571
>>3186609

What's this?

"Take,take, take, take!" Your rattish guards pulled out rancid skins from everywhere. Skins are known to be durable, the bounty in front of you is still usable .

You gained x550 skins (total 3050)

The second smallest rat climbed your back in a heartbeat with a little something for you snatched from one of the drawers

You gained goods : x1 Verminian Extract
A strange black mixture, often used the repel any feral rats for a short duration

A new customer made it the shack, he simply shrugged it off and left. The fresh corpses shall be replaced in no time.

>Return to the ship
You are wounded and most importantly: Ill dressed.

>Ask Skin a question [specify]
What will it be?

>Change your current plan, Buy other tickets
what do you need?

>Wait among the dreadful and tentless crowd for the next auction
A Rattus Challenge

>Go to the Rat-a-lang
The only shop for auctioneers, sells strange meat , Verminian's most likely.

>Go to the heap
Corpses are aplenty. All swallowed by poor Montse.

>Kill?
Your guards will attack other guards and/or steal something valuable for you or they will get themselves killed.
A Rattus Challenge

>Other?
You are unfortunately getting used to the smell
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>>3186633
>kill

I want to start a rst revolution lets pay more rats to fight for us to get more skins to buy more rats till we sre the sole rat leader.

Then we leave becuase we had had our fun
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>>3186633
>Ask Skin a question
I want to repair my ship. Can you guys do it or should I go elsewhere?
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>>3186661
+1
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>>3186642
>>3186661
>>3186678
Irrational logic

"NO! " Skin screamed " You have Auction only! No Resupply! bad, bad, bad, bad! You must have Resupply or or or AuctionWorkResupply tickets! Or... they eat you!" He coiled himself around your neck cursing and hissing at every passerby.

The nearest Verminian with tickets was about to offer some but then she got shanked by a jealous one of smaller size. he struggled to take the her mantle. wrapping himself with all the tickets. He waves at you with big sheepish eyes.

>Return to the ship
You are wounded and most importantly: Ill dressed.

>Ask Skin a question [specify]
What will it be?

>Change your current plan, Buy other tickets
what do you need?

>Wait among the dreadful and tentless crowd for the next auction
A Rattus Challenge

>Go to the Rat-a-lang
The only shop for auctioneers, sells strange meat , Verminian's most likely.

>Go to the heap
Corpses are aplenty. All swallowed by poor Montse.

>Kill?
Your guards will attack other guards and/or steal something valuable for you or they will get themselves killed.
A Rattus Challenge

>Other?
You are unfortunately getting used to the smell
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>>3186707
Fuck it.

>Kill

I want to see what all this Rattus is about. Then we go back to the ship.
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>>3186707
>kill for fun
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>>3186707
>Kill?
Tell them to rob and bring us skins and valuables.
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>>3186707
>Kill
Let's get our money worth from these guys then leave.
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>>3186722
>>3186731
>>3186734

Lunacy

"HAHA, YES! CURSETHEBLOODYTHRONE, KILL BROTHERS!" Skin chose a target randomly, your guards already engaging with the other verminians.

>>3186731
roll as the Languid Noble's rat , 1d100

>>3186734
roll as the victim's rats, 1d100

>>3186739
roll as other rats waiting to rob you both ,1d100

>>3186731 get a high roll than >>3186734 and >>3186739 for the best possible outcome
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>>3186722
no rolls for you, sorry friend.
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>3186744
I don't really understand but okay
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>>3186766
nothing is supposed to make sense in a world of driveling rats.
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Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>3186744
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>3186744
Look at those pathetic rolls we WILL BE VICTORIOUS FOR THE BROODMOTHER
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>>3186783
>>3186781
>>3186766

A greater outcome

Your guards have lost a handful against a flood of other Verminians frenzied by a drop of blood. The customer targeted pulled out a twisted ivory dagger from his pocket slicing through hordes of teeth and claws until he simply vanished from the scene.

Skin has died, he was stomped to death by his kin during the fight. His successor , Tail, was heavier than him and slightly less intelligent, she raised her chubby arms for you to take your spoils.

Some skins were expected...but what is this? A small notebook? these are code-names, coordinates and date encrypted...a Thernni spy? Yes, The Matriarch has been using subterfuge more frequently; some wars are not exclusively fought with iron might.

You have gained x300 skins ( total 3350)
You have gained an oddity: x1 delicate information

An number of hidden information , gathered from the enemy. A work of espionage
Note: use your officer to combine it with an undeniable truth for a more impacting oddity.


The day is coming to an end, the service of your guards shall expire in midnight.

>Return to the ship
You are wounded and most importantly: Ill dressed.

>Find the Thernni spy?
A needle in ratstack
A sea blood challenge

>Ask Tail a question [specify]
What will it be?

>Change your current plan, Buy other tickets
what do you need?

>Wait among the dreadful and tentless crowd for the next auction
A Rattus Challenge

>Go to the Rat-a-lang
The only shop for auctioneers, sells strange meat , Verminian's most likely.

>Go to the heap
Corpses are aplenty. All swallowed by poor Montse.


>Other?
You are unfortunately getting used to the smell
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>>3186783
Yisss
RAT QUEEN RAT QUEEN
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>>3186855
>find the spy
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>>3186855
>Return to the ship
Tell the rats they did a fine job and to enjoy their spoils. Chasing spies isn't worth itm
>>
>>3186855
>Return to the ship
This place is dangerous at night. We should leave immediately.
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>>3186855
Find the spy.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3186887
>>3186864
>>3186860
>>3186889
1=spy
2=return
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>>3186860
>>3186864
>>3186887
>>3186889

Home

Your bloody visage had all of your crew around you, already drawing their weapons against the Verminians. With a tried sigh, you explained them what happened before any needless bloodshed would occur.

For entertaining your guards with your 'bloody' decisions, Tail and the rest of her siblings offered you bits of Humm cheese, safe for consumption. You thanked them for their generous display.

You gained x1 supplies (total 11)

The day has ended , you failed to achieve your original goal but at least you are richer than before. Another fresh group of rats were waiting for you, with the same pamphlet you read before.

>Spend your skins on one of these options
what will it be? >>3185490 (You)

>Compile a report and leave
enough is enough

>Other
"Ticket, buy, buy,buy,buy..."
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>>3186917
Compile a report and leave.
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>>3186920
>Compile a report and leave
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>>3186920
>Get guards see if we can get the same old ones as they were great
> then lets try and offload autioning those damn skins again not the wine.
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>>3186924
>>3186925
last set destination was sungraves, normal speed. in case you want to change your minds
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>>3186932
What is Sungraves? Is it a colony or what?
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>>3186949
No, An ancestral site for a holy carcass of Kerkit
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>>3186961
Are these Kerkits friendlier than the pirates we fought?
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>>3186967
Kerkits are a race of mercantile insectoids. One of the few non Humms deemed acceptable by the Matriarch. Some are good, some are bad. Like everyone.
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>>3186971
Alright. I have no objections then. Set sail and see what the sea brings us.
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>>3186924
>>3186925
>>3186927
3rd of May 1793

The charred devil was plagued with immense guilt upon seeing you in your current state. If they weren't dead, the man of fire would have probably shred them to pieces himself.

You had one of your men write all sorts of madness seen on station Montse. It wasn't much since you barely explored this isle of rats. You didn't resupply or ask anyone there about cage. Strange. In your defense, it was too dangerous for your tastes.

You have gained x1 Report: Station Montse

Crew: 33/50
Soul crates: 15
Supplies: 10
Dilation: 22/150
Madness: 28/150

>[LOCKED] Have a more trained hand look after you [A Doctor/Surgeon]
You lack this one

>Rest in bed [3-5 supplies]
Let your wounds heal

>Interact with your guardian
A bit distraught for leaving the station so soon

>Speak with your first officer
He is slowly recovering

>Onwards!
Continue moving north

>Other
What else?
>>
>>3187012
Interact with guardian.
>>
>>3187012
Speak with first officer. Tell him our brazen tale of rat on rat violence
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>>3187012
>Interact with your guardian
>>
>>3187012
>Rest in bed
>>
>>3187022
>>3187030
>>3187033
>>3187057

Disapproving snarls

Your bat keep tapping on the window, its large round eyes fixed on the crystalline growth of the station.


>Leave it be
Annoying little thing

>Write down the latest in a piece of paper ala a newspaper [-1 recent news]
He has been starved for one for so long

>Return to Station Montse
Fine then you furry thing! Stop nagging.

>[LOCKED] give him some hivewood cigars
You lack this one

>[LOCKED] give him any literary page
You lack this one

>Ask of him to decrypt the spy's notebook [-1 delicate information ]
He does love to read. You might end with something useful...or an information lost.

>Give it a treat [-1 Supplies]
There, now behave.

>Other
Its ears are perked up
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>>3187088
> Ask him to decipher the spy's
>>
>>3187088
>>Ask of him to decrypt the spy's notebook
>>
>>3187088
>Ask of him to decipher the spy's notebook [-1 delicate information ]
>>
>>3187104
>>3187124
Lost

You could tell it was trying its hardest to crack the iron code. Two hours later, it sat there helplessly on top of a pile of postulations and failed theses written on dust. The iron code is too strong for a simple animal it seems. The dubious bat looks at you once then off it ran to the engine room, never to show its face for some time.

Your curse and your wound are taking their toll on you....

>[LOCKED] Have a more trained hand look after you [A Doctor/Surgeon]
You lack this one

>Rest in bed [3-5 supplies]
Let your wounds heal

>Drink the vial! [-1 Cage's blood]
A temporary abatement.

>Speak with your first officer
He is slowly recovering

>Return to Station Montse?
Do you really trust that ball of fur?

>Onwards!
Continue moving north

>Other
What else?
>>
>>3187184
>Onwards!
>>
>>3187184
>Rest in bed [3-5 supplies]
>>
Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3187233
>>3187796
1=onwards
2=rest
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>>3187233
>>3187796
Back to the sea

SD-1 : Smooth sailing, The violet lights of Montse is but a memory.
SD-2 : A small ship passed by the Alabaster. Fishermen on their way back to Thernn. You wished them luck.
SD-3 : Webs, lots of them. A small floating colony of Aracnii . Now abandoned. They love to trap and eat ships for their sweet sweet iron (the crew is a welcoming appetizer )

1/2
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>>3187233
>>3187796
A Careful Mother

The strands of floating webs continue to slow the Alabaster. There shouldn't be any serious threa-

You were wrong.

You just happened upon a small Silkship , a vessel for Aracnii mothers to protect their fragile eggs. You saw it in the museum of unnatural history back in Thernn; once the agile father has done weaving a feeding nursery at the shell of Kyth all the up way up, He would drop a precious strand of silk for the Mother to attach the cluster of her offspring. No predators to be found at the edge of the sane world.

The father would spend a decade lifting this strand with his upmost care until the cluster has reached its withered arms. Their children would feed on the corpse of their now dead father plus the contents of the feeding nursery (hundreds of mummified sailors , fish and ships)

A Spiderfall is their rapid descend to the sea like beastly rain where the cycle begins anew. Both the Silkship and the cluster of eggs are very precious. She not will easily give up on them.

>Watch from afar in total silence
A one of a time occurence

>FIRE! She is yet to notice you!
This will initiate combat

>Ignore them, Move on
for the best

>Approach the silkship, interact with the careful mother.
The Aracnii can speak if they wished to

>Other
Gleaming and pure spidersilk...
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>>3187925
>She will not give up on them easily
>a once in a lifetime occurrence
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>>3187925
Fire.
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>>3187925
>>Watch from afar in total silence
The cargo hold is probably not enough to carry the loot .
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3187981
>>3187990
1=Fire
2=Watch
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>>3187925
>>Watch from afar in total silence
Let's not attack whats not hurting us
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>>3187990
>>3187981
>>3188010
A horrid experience

Like a gentle flower, the Silkship opens in an unsettling but majestic show, the cluster of its owner is slightly bigger the Alabaster. The mother connects the cluster to the strand tightly. Off they went in a peaceful twirling motion.

Exhausted from months if not years of preparation, The mother surrender to her grim fate after one last ear-shattering wail. You and your men clutch to your heads, this pain was not meant for you to hear. It was as a twisted way of cursing the gods for separating her of what she loved and worshiped.

You have gained an oddity : x1 Dreadful Recollections
The dark bowels of the sea have no place for the faint-hearted, These are memories of things that shouldn't have been seen or heard

The once beautiful, immaculate Silkship is now torn and useless, it sinks to bottom of the sea with the corpse of a spent mother. A nightmarish feast for some below...

>Curses the gods for their cruelty
Beast or not, no mother should suffers depart her children for so

>A pray for spine
She who keeps order, She who monitor the beasts...

>A pray for Knee
She who will rain fanged death upon the unwary, She who licks the muffles of the dead

>A pray for Cage
She who watches, crying and laughing at misery and fortune. She with an innocence of an unborn child.

>A pray for Skull
He who pities the children of land, He who shelters and protect.

>Loot the Silkship
Quickly before it sinks further!
A Sea Blood challenge

>Other
A sad end, A rightful one.
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>>3188047
>A prayer for x4
thats enough for me. thank you all for participating , friends. you are the best
>>
>>3188047
>>A prayer for Skull
>>
>>3188047
>>A pray for Cage
>>
>>3188047
>A prayer for Spine
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>>3188047
>A pray for spine
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>>3188047
>A prayer for spine
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>>3188061
>>3188634
>>3188803
>>3188945
>>3189141
we will probably be better in a new thread, i am making one + making new pastebins. i got a couple of questions for all of you before starting:

Have you participated in the first thread?
What do you think of the ports we have been to so far (Lune, Sungraves from the first captain and Montse)?
Do you prefer the Languid Noble or the Dream scarred prophetess and why?
How are the sea encounters? what would suggest to make combat better?
how are we doing? do you have anything to add on any aspect of the quest?
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>>3189383
1. No i just caught this thread amd have been participating ever since

2. So far i like all of the ports, they are unique and interesting. I enoyed the rat one especially.

3. I prefeer the languid noble. It feels smoother and fits out current character better. Mabey if somthing big happens we can switch

4. Sea encounters are fun, combat mechanics are always difficult but so far its been good just keep any ideas open for refining it.

5. I think we are doing well, sad we didnt go for mad murder round 2 and we have bascially spent all our skins. Im kinda confused as to why the untreated skins didn't make it in the aution
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Bonus questions
Does the Languid noble (and her ship) has a definable playstyle?
Do you feel somewhat railroaded? or do you feel aimless and without focus?

>>3189420
auction deals with legal items only. Also Station Montse was barely explored so who knows what was missed
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>>3189470
1. We seem to bs agressive and haugty with the expectation we will win so we never really act too cautious.

2. So far it seems fine we arent to lost and we havent really gone against the grain yet so i dont know if we are bing railroaded at all.



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