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title: 00032
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created: Mon, 07 Nov 2022 09:50:03 -0700
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updated: Mon, 07 Nov 2022 09:50:12 -0700
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public: yes
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syndicated: yes
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### 00032 {#00032}
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> Oh thank goodness, I thought I killed that innocent bear! I should
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> probably be a little more careful with my spells..
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> Nonetheless, we need to shed some light on what's going on here, no
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> sense in diving into the clutches of some evil sea creature blind.
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>
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> Gather himself, Corraidhin casts a fzf on the ship, searching for
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> the creature inside
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>
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> `sudo fzf $(pwd)`
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>
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> > t
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> > e
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> > n
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> > t
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> > a
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> > c
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> > l
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> > e
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> Hmmm, no nothing too interesting there.. Maybe crystal?
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> `sudo fzf $(pwd)`
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>
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> > c
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> > r
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> > y
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> > s
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> > t
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> > a
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> > l
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> Blast! Why can't I find anything.. The syscerroer muses for a
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> moment.
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> OH!
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>
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> `sudo fzf /sea/ship_wreck/interior`
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> > t
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> > e
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> > n
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> > t
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> > a
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> > c
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> > l
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> > e
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You probe the ship. You do not detect the presence of any tentacles
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inside the ship. But you do detect the presence of the crystal you
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seek.
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If you scan the trench, you will detect the presence of a
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*harrowkrake*. A colossal, many-tentacled sea monster with a plow
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shaped shell that it drags across the ocean floor, digging deep
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furrows. Kind of like if a giant squid could grow a nautilus shell.
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They are usually content to stay in their trenches, grabbing prey as
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it swims by with their long tentacles like some kind of nightmarish
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barnacle.
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The giant manta is still gliding around crunching on candies. A few
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blue spherical globules of harrowkrake blood float lazily upward from
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where Gabs got her stabs on, attracting the attention of a couple
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horkosgrampus. The manta gives them a wide berth but doesn't
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otherwise seem too concerned about them.
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Horkosgrampus are toothy whales with a single long tusk. They are
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mostly scavengers, and are only provoked to violence in the presence
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of a lie or the breaking of an oath, in which case they go into a
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frenzy preying on the liar or liars. They can smell blood from a
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great distance, but can hear a lie from much further.
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You hear a thud from inside the ship, and a slow rustling like smooth
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stones rolling over each other. The ship settles a little further
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onto its side, and dangles just a little further over the harrowkrake
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trench.
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WHAT DO YOU DO
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[www](https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-11/msg00060.html)
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