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title: corraidhin title: corraidhin
created: Tue, 26 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600 created: Tue, 26 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600
updated: Sat, 24 Sep 2022 08:34:55 -0400 updated: Thu, 29 Sep 2022 08:55:43 -0600
public: yes public: yes
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### Corraidhín ### Corraidhín
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Paths: Paths:
- Retriever: Contractual Obligation - Retriever: Contractual Obligation, An Auspicious Start
- Soulsword: Bloodlust - Soulsword: Bloodlust

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title: inky title: inky
created: Tue, 26 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600 created: Tue, 26 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600
updated: Tue, 26 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600 updated: Thu, 29 Sep 2022 08:56:00 -0600
public: yes public: yes
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### Inky ### Inky
@ -17,9 +17,9 @@ What do you plan to do with your cut of the money? Buy lots of ink ingredients,
- Player: mio - Player: mio
- XP: 1 - XP: 1
- Skills: Do Anything 1, Persuasive 2 - Skills: Do Anything 1, Persuasive 2, Plantomancy 2
Paths: Paths:
- Retriever: Contractual Obligation - Retriever: Contractual Obligation, An Auspicious Start
- Were-Hare: Lepusthropy - Were-Hare: Lepusthropy

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### 00020
> Looking around the chaotic scene, one of the vines among the bushes caught Inky's eye. It was one of several bean plants probably native to the Tammineaux Forest, with strands of faintly glowing pods hanging from the vines.
>
> Inky snatches several of the dried but luminous bean pods from the vines, then sprints a wide circle around the centaur, all the while counting out 43 beans and throwing them into the topsoil, where much of the earth around the sinkhole had already been turned over by the gnomes' drills and machinery.
>
> Earlier in the commotion, one of the gnome explosions caused a water main leading towards what had been the kobit caves to burst. Water was now spraying across the area with the gusto of a fizzy cold spring and gathering in small pools over the soil. More water sluiced over the moth-like creature's singed wing, snuffing the remaining embers.
>
> Within moments, long tendrils shot up from the ground, which rapidly thickened at the bases to the size of young southern oak trees, to curl gently but firmly around the centaur. "Sister!" a melodious voice emanating from somewhere amid the beanstalks exclaimed, "What are you doing up? It is not yet autumn. Go back to sleep!"
The pooling water puts out any of the licking, reaching flames that followed the centaur up from below. The dark smoke carries the smell of ash, soot, and burnt popcorn up into the air.
There is no mistaking the climbing vines of the common Tammineaux Forest Bean. If you don't recognize it by the heart-shaped leaves or the winding stems, then the luminous, dangling seed pods nestled amongst the bulbous pink blossoms are a dead, somewhat obscene, giveaway.
Inky plucks a handful of the pods and rips them open, meticulously counting out a mystical number of individual beans, and sowing them in the ash and the mud.
Vines erupt from the ground and entangle the centaur, dragging it gently back toward the sinkhole and whispering a soothing lullaby in its ears. The centaur struggles weakly before surrendering to the vine's caress. It is pulled back down underground.
In the aftermath, there is a handful of leftover beans, and also some large, vibrant kernels of corn that flaked off the centaur during the struggle.
You and the first Ginnarak Crystal are able to leave the dig site and the Tammineaux Forest without further incident.
You pack up your faithful multibeast and trek back to the city of Vay'Nullar, where your adventure started.
THE END OF CHAPTER ONE
EPILOGUE: what are you doing in the final moments of this battle? Or on the way home? Or, what are you doing to rest, relax, and recover once safely back in town before reporting back to Blavin?
[www](https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00032.html)

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Basmentaria Basmentaria
- Primora: northern banana - Primora: northern banana
- Agendell: southern banana
- Vay'Nullar - Vay'Nullar
- Tammineaux Forest - Tammineaux Forest
- Gnomelands - Gnomelands
- Rana'For Valley - Rana'For Valley
- Agendell: southern banana
- Ginnarak: donut hole - Ginnarak: donut hole

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Example: Example:
- 0. **Goblin Slayer** (Slay 100 goblins): You are now an expert when facing this foe. From now on when attacking a goblin, a roll of 5 - 6 is considered a critical success. 4 - 5 is a success. And 1 - 3 is a mixed success. > Path of the Goblin Slayer
>
> - 0. **Favored Foe** (Slay 100 goblins): You are now an expert when facing this foe. From now on when attacking a goblin, a roll of 5 - 6 is considered a critical success. 4 - 5 is a success. And 1 - 3 is a mixed success.
The rank is 0, so there are no prerequisites. (If it had been, say, 2, then you would need to have unlocked a template of rank 1 and of rank 0 in the same path before unlocking this one.) The name is "Goblin Slayer". The trigger is "Slay 100 goblins". And the perk is detailed in the description. The path is "Path of the Goblin Slayer". The rank of the first template is 0, so there are no prerequisites. (If it had been, say, 2, then you would need to have unlocked a template of rank 1 and of rank 0 in the same path before unlocking this one.) The name is "Favored Foe". The trigger is "Slay 100 goblins". And the perk is detailed in the description.
Okay, here are the known paths: Okay, here are the known paths:

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<li><a href="#section-16" id="toc-section-16">00017</a></li> <li><a href="#section-16" id="toc-section-16">00017</a></li>
<li><a href="#section-17" id="toc-section-17">00018</a></li> <li><a href="#section-17" id="toc-section-17">00018</a></li>
<li><a href="#section-18" id="toc-section-18">00019</a></li> <li><a href="#section-18" id="toc-section-18">00019</a></li>
<li><a href="#section-19" id="toc-section-19">00020</a></li>
</ul></li> </ul></li>
<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li> <li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
</ul> </ul>
@ -280,7 +281,7 @@ story entirely.</p>
</ul> </ul>
<p>Paths:</p> <p>Paths:</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li>Retriever: Contractual Obligation</li> <li>Retriever: Contractual Obligation, An Auspicious Start</li>
<li>Soulsword: Bloodlust</li> <li>Soulsword: Bloodlust</li>
</ul> </ul>
<h3 id="glarg">Glarg</h3> <h3 id="glarg">Glarg</h3>
@ -325,11 +326,11 @@ very soon!</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li>Player: mio</li> <li>Player: mio</li>
<li>XP: 1</li> <li>XP: 1</li>
<li>Skills: Do Anything 1, Persuasive 2</li> <li>Skills: Do Anything 1, Persuasive 2, Plantomancy 2</li>
</ul> </ul>
<p>Paths:</p> <p>Paths:</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li>Retriever: Contractual Obligation</li> <li>Retriever: Contractual Obligation, An Auspicious Start</li>
<li>Were-Hare: Lepusthropy</li> <li>Were-Hare: Lepusthropy</li>
</ul> </ul>
<h3 id="jarrod">Jarrod</h3> <h3 id="jarrod">Jarrod</h3>
@ -467,19 +468,23 @@ below it, in the same path. (The exceptions are templates of rank zero,
which are the entry level templates for each path, and do not have such which are the entry level templates for each path, and do not have such
a requirement.)</p> a requirement.)</p>
<p>Example:</p> <p>Example:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Path of the Goblin Slayer</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li><ol start="0" type="1"> <li><ol start="0" type="1">
<li><strong>Goblin Slayer</strong> (Slay 100 goblins): You are now an <li><strong>Favored Foe</strong> (Slay 100 goblins): You are now an
expert when facing this foe. From now on when attacking a goblin, a roll expert when facing this foe. From now on when attacking a goblin, a roll
of 5 - 6 is considered a critical success. 4 - 5 is a success. And 1 - 3 of 5 - 6 is considered a critical success. 4 - 5 is a success. And 1 - 3
is a mixed success.</li> is a mixed success.</li>
</ol></li> </ol></li>
</ul> </ul>
<p>The rank is 0, so there are no prerequisites. (If it had been, say, </blockquote>
2, then you would need to have unlocked a template of rank 1 and of rank <p>The path is “Path of the Goblin Slayer”. The rank of the first
0 in the same path before unlocking this one.) The name is “Goblin template is 0, so there are no prerequisites. (If it had been, say, 2,
Slayer”. The trigger is “Slay 100 goblins”. And the perk is detailed in then you would need to have unlocked a template of rank 1 and of rank 0
the description.</p> in the same path before unlocking this one.) The name is “Favored Foe”.
The trigger is “Slay 100 goblins”. And the perk is detailed in the
description.</p>
<p>Okay, here are the known paths:</p> <p>Okay, here are the known paths:</p>
<h4 id="path-of-the-soulsword">Path of the Soulsword</h4> <h4 id="path-of-the-soulsword">Path of the Soulsword</h4>
<p>You have a unique bond with a sentient sword</p> <p>You have a unique bond with a sentient sword</p>
@ -1751,6 +1756,55 @@ Which would hurt a lot.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p> <p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a <p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00030.html">www</a></p> href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00030.html">www</a></p>
<h3 id="section-19">00020</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>Looking around the chaotic scene, one of the vines among the bushes
caught Inky’s eye. It was one of several bean plants probably native to
the Tammineaux Forest, with strands of faintly glowing pods hanging from
the vines.</p>
<p>Inky snatches several of the dried but luminous bean pods from the
vines, then sprints a wide circle around the centaur, all the while
counting out 43 beans and throwing them into the topsoil, where much of
the earth around the sinkhole had already been turned over by the
gnomes’ drills and machinery.</p>
<p>Earlier in the commotion, one of the gnome explosions caused a water
main leading towards what had been the kobit caves to burst. Water was
now spraying across the area with the gusto of a fizzy cold spring and
gathering in small pools over the soil. More water sluiced over the
moth-like creature’s singed wing, snuffing the remaining embers.</p>
<p>Within moments, long tendrils shot up from the ground, which rapidly
thickened at the bases to the size of young southern oak trees, to curl
gently but firmly around the centaur. “Sister!” a melodious voice
emanating from somewhere amid the beanstalks exclaimed, “What are you
doing up? It is not yet autumn. Go back to sleep!”</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The pooling water puts out any of the licking, reaching flames that
followed the centaur up from below. The dark smoke carries the smell of
ash, soot, and burnt popcorn up into the air.</p>
<p>There is no mistaking the climbing vines of the common Tammineaux
Forest Bean. If you don’t recognize it by the heart-shaped leaves or the
winding stems, then the luminous, dangling seed pods nestled amongst the
bulbous pink blossoms are a dead, somewhat obscene, giveaway.</p>
<p>Inky plucks a handful of the pods and rips them open, meticulously
counting out a mystical number of individual beans, and sowing them in
the ash and the mud.</p>
<p>Vines erupt from the ground and entangle the centaur, dragging it
gently back toward the sinkhole and whispering a soothing lullaby in its
ears. The centaur struggles weakly before surrendering to the vine’s
caress. It is pulled back down underground.</p>
<p>In the aftermath, there is a handful of leftover beans, and also some
large, vibrant kernels of corn that flaked off the centaur during the
struggle.</p>
<p>You and the first Ginnarak Crystal are able to leave the dig site and
the Tammineaux Forest without further incident.</p>
<p>You pack up your faithful multibeast and trek back to the city of
Vay’Nullar, where your adventure started.</p>
<p>THE END OF CHAPTER ONE</p>
<p>EPILOGUE: what are you doing in the final moments of this battle? Or
on the way home? Or, what are you doing to rest, relax, and recover once
safely back in town before reporting back to Blavin?</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00032.html">www</a></p>
<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2> <h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p> <p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
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<blockquote>
<p>Inky peers down at the hole, and after some time, turns to
the party. “Do you think they’ve cleared most of the gnomes by
now, or should we wait until they emerge and grab the crystal
then?” Gazing at some invisible spot farther among the trees,
Inky continued, “One of the old miners back at the tavern said
there used to be a natural maw on the southwestern side, but
it was blocked when the tunnel caved in many years ago. The
gnomes don’t waste their efforts on blowing up things knowing
someone’s already been through them. Chances are there’s only
one exit, unless this mine is a decoy.”</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Inky peers down the hole and watches Retrieval Team 70
approach the kobit caves.</p>
<p>The maw on the southwestern side did indeed collapse
several seasons ago. If you know anything about the industrial
and intrepid kobits however, it is that they have probably dug
several alternative, secret entrances since then.</p>
<p>Just as the gophers reach the cave entrance, a large erge,
muscles rippling beneath its white feathers, emerges from
behind a boulder and blocks their way forward.</p>
<p>It raises the feathery crest on the crown of its head, and
fluffs up its plumage in a dramatic display. It appears to be
arguing with the gophers. All three gophers appear to be
arguing back.</p>
<p>The egre gestures angrily at the gophers’ feet, shakes its
head, and crosses its arms defiantly. The gophers look down at
their own feet and shuffle about as though embarrassed.</p>
<p>They all exchange a few more words and then the gophers
retreat away from the egre and the cave entrance. They huddle
together briefly and then start slowly climbing the
scaffolding back up to the top of the hole.</p>
<p>“Oh yeah,” the foreman remarks absentmindedly. “There’s an
egre guarding the kobit caves.”</p>
<p>The egre below preens and struts about proudly having
chased off the gophers.</p>
<p>“Stubborn things,” the foreman continues. “Easily provoked
to violence. Impeccable fashion sense though.”</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-08/msg00003.html">www</a></p>
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<blockquote>
<p>Why Stabby, it looks like we won’t need to stab Horse at
all, but are you any good at stabbing armor?</p>
<p>Corraidhin stuffs the melon shaped gem into his knapsack
and rushes towards Inky and Jarrod. Best to get this party
started in style Corraidhin says as he casts a fireball at the
suit of armor, followed closely by a second, and a third.</p>
<p>As corraidhin reaches Inky and Jarrod he raises the Sword
of Y’aml ready to fight. Stand and deliver you curr!</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The trigger happy mage rushes toward the vault exit,
flinging a couple of fireballs over his shoulder as he
goes.</p>
<p>Stabby is delighted at the carnage as the suit of armor is
blown to bits, but also disappointed at the general lack of
stabbing.</p>
<p>The Aurs, deep in meditation nearby, get caught in the
conflagration. Their kernels swell and pop explosively. Though
not as explosively as the fireballs.</p>
<p>The whole Retrieval Team 43 pours into the cavern outside
the vault as it turns into an inferno, and they are swept up
and away in a throng of kobits evacuating the tunnels.</p>
<p>You are deposited, like silt after a flood, outside the
caves back at the bottom of the gnome hole, where the kobits
and the lone egre are frantically climbing up the scaffolding,
which bends dangerously under their combined weight. The
gnomes up above are running around in an agitated state at the
sudden commotion, and a few of them explode in the
excitement.</p>
<p>The ground rumbles again, and the entrance to the kobit
caves, and several feet of the surrounding area, is swallowed
up by a sinkhole that spreads across half of the bottom of the
gnome hole. From the hole emerges a gigantic moth-like
creature made of a hundred ears of corn and a hundred wings.
It is bigger than the very largest horse.</p>
<p>You hear a single word repeated fearfully over and over
again by the crowd of kobits. “Centaur! Centaur!”</p>
<p>It crawls up out of the pit, and tastes the vibrations in
the air with its feelers. It flies clumsily up into the air,
flutters, and then crashes back into the ground.</p>
<p>It looks like one of its wings has been singed by fire.</p>
<p>Undaunted, it crawls across what is left of the bottom of
the gnome hole toward you, beating its wings as though to bash
you with them. Which would hurt a lot.</p>
<p>Yam’l whispers in Corraidhin’s mind.</p>
<pre><code>Now *that* thing is *definitely* evil!</code></pre>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00030.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="section">00007</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>Inky peers down at the hole, and after some time, turns to
the party. “Do you think they’ve cleared most of the gnomes by
now, or should we wait until they emerge and grab the crystal
then?” Gazing at some invisible spot farther among the trees,
Inky continued, “One of the old miners back at the tavern said
there used to be a natural maw on the southwestern side, but
it was blocked when the tunnel caved in many years ago. The
gnomes don’t waste their efforts on blowing up things knowing
someone’s already been through them. Chances are there’s only
one exit, unless this mine is a decoy.”</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Inky peers down the hole and watches Retrieval Team 70
approach the kobit caves.</p>
<p>The maw on the southwestern side did indeed collapse
several seasons ago. If you know anything about the industrial
and intrepid kobits however, it is that they have probably dug
several alternative, secret entrances since then.</p>
<p>Just as the gophers reach the cave entrance, a large erge,
muscles rippling beneath its white feathers, emerges from
behind a boulder and blocks their way forward.</p>
<p>It raises the feathery crest on the crown of its head, and
fluffs up its plumage in a dramatic display. It appears to be
arguing with the gophers. All three gophers appear to be
arguing back.</p>
<p>The egre gestures angrily at the gophers’ feet, shakes its
head, and crosses its arms defiantly. The gophers look down at
their own feet and shuffle about as though embarrassed.</p>
<p>They all exchange a few more words and then the gophers
retreat away from the egre and the cave entrance. They huddle
together briefly and then start slowly climbing the
scaffolding back up to the top of the hole.</p>
<p>“Oh yeah,” the foreman remarks absentmindedly. “There’s an
egre guarding the kobit caves.”</p>
<p>The egre below preens and struts about proudly having
chased off the gophers.</p>
<p>“Stubborn things,” the foreman continues. “Easily provoked
to violence. Impeccable fashion sense though.”</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-08/msg00003.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="section">00017</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>While Inky packs the top of a sack with a thin layer of
earth from under a loose rock, they feel a heated glare in
their general direction for a few beats and surmises Master
Corraidhín had entered the vault with his newfound companion.
After decades of serving rather … demanding customers as an
inkling, Inky knew an evil eye directed at them even when they
can’t see it (while preparing a brew with their back turned,
for instance) and makes a mental note to give Pointy a wide
berth.</p>
<p>Once the sacks were placed close to the vault entrance for
a quick haul, Inky returns to the items that had been
discovered while digging under the loose rock. The set of
gold-nibbed quills were swiftly pocketed — each quill was
finely crafted and felt balanced when held in one hand. The
malleable tips in a range of sizes would be invaluable for
testing ink viscosity and smoothness, among other properties.
A felicitously fantastic find!</p>
<p>The jade tea set was next to be admired, its deep green hue
reflecting the age of the stone from which the items were
carved. With cups for every member of their merry group, the
teapot would make a worthy addition to any travelling,
crystal-seeking tea party. So thin and translucent were the
small cups, having been expertly crafted, that they were
almost too fragile to carry around everywhere. A
non-shattering charm was often applied to heirloom sets meant
to be passed down through generations, but it is difficult to
tell by looking whether a set had been charmed unless the
spell was a particularly strong one. The teapot and cups were
returned to the small wooden box they were found in and stored
away. Perhaps a few crockery talismans could be procured at
the next town?</p>
<p>Inky pauses at the rack of bottled ink. The first rule that
any inkling in training learns is to never trust pre-bottled
inks from unverified ingredients or unknown sauces. Inky tilts
the rack to better examine the weird yet vaguely familiar
glyphs on the bottles.</p>
<p>The first glyph was a circle with three dots. The bottle
next to it was adorned with a swirl, followed by a bottle with
a circle surrounding a pointing hand or a snail. Another glyph
looked like a twisted hook, and was that some sort of sinister
grinning reptile on the next one?? Towards the middle of the
rack was a bottle with a glyph of what could be a mountain
with a tunnel at its base. The bottle beside it bore a glyph
of a block broken to three pieces. Yet another bottle was
simply stamped with a circle and a dot at its center. Its
neighbour held a glyph that slightly resembled a mountain
range if someone stared very hard. The next two bottles bore
glyphs that looked like a spiky fish and a circle with a pair
of horns protruding from it. The last bottle’s contents seemed
more gooey than the others, with a glyph of a helmet-wearing
hare.</p>
<p>The shade of ink within the bottles varied, but all seem to
be derived from the same indistinct hue. None of the bottles
had the usual piece of ash paper with bits of string attached
to them, but otherwise appear to be intact and the vessels
themselves top quality, as shown by the delicate tarring on
the caps. The wooden rack was lightly worn but solid in Inky’s
hands.</p>
<p>It was certainly an odd collection. “No hash, no stash”
though, as the rule of thumb goes. Inky puts the rack down
carefully on the floor by the sacks, concluding that if anyone
wanted to help themselves to the bottles, they were hopefully
not planning to ingest the contents.</p>
<p>Dusting off their boots, Inky settles just behind the
banner, closer to the vault entrance and rousing performance,
to watch the crowd around Jarrod and listen for any sounds
from outside the vault.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>You pack up the quills and the jade tea set, and arrange
the bags by the vault entrance for quick retrieval.</p>
<p>As you carry the rack of ink bottles over to the bags, the
twelfth and final ink bottle, the one with the glyph of the
helmet-wearing hare, suddenly cracks. Seemingly of its own
volition. A tiny shard of glass slices the palm of your hand
and disappears into the meat at the base of your thumb. The
gooey ink seeps out of the bottle and paints your hand a
muddy, rusty blue.</p>
<p>You jerk your hand back. The ink is swiftly absorbed into
your hand as though it were a sponge. Soon it’s all gone: the
ink, the blood, all of it. Nothing remains of the scratch
itself but a hair-thin line. If you run your finger over it,
you can feel the hard nub of the glass shard beneath the
skin.</p>
<p>For a moment you can hear the double drum of your own
heartbeat rushing through your ears. Your senses seem to
sharpen. Colors grow more crisp, and sounds more clear. But
then it passes, and the moment is gone.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Harrumph, pointy my friend, that’s just inky. They’re
definitely not super evil. That’s the finest ink craftsmen and
tea preparer this side of Basementaria. And we absolutely
won’t be stabbing them. There are FAR eviler things to stab,
potentially that weird naked thing that seems to think itself
a horse. I could be convinced IT was evil, but wouldn’t use
attacking it unprovoked make us evil? Surely a sword as
ancient and wise as you could see the perfectly puzzling
philosophical delimna we put ourselves in.</p>
<p>And then this thing, (corraidhin gestures at the crystal),
horrible magical item used to create untold death,
destruction, and mayhem during the last Artificer war.
Definitely probably evil, if used that way, but also filled
with untold power that could be used for good! Now would the
person weilding it be evil just because, or could someone
overcome the magical nature of a device capable of such evil
and apply them for good? I for one believe afirmatively that
one can overcome such things.</p>
<p>As corriadhin finishes his philosophical prattling to his
new stabby friend he pushes the glass case off the crystal and
grabs it.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The Sword of Yam’l starts to launch into a long winded
reply.</p>
<pre><code>Oh yes, that winged naked thing is surely evil. Let us stab it, Hardy Bear! Let us stab and stab and stab until --- What&#39;s that? Oh no, don&#39;t worry. We are unquestionably, infallibly good. I was designed and made for but one purpose, after all. TO RID EVIL! As for the crystal, yes, I suppose you are correct. Wielding a powerful, bloodthirsty, magical item probably does make the wielder evil, and consequently immediately deserving of being stabbed! Say, speaking of stabbing ... that naked, winged thing--</code></pre>
<p>But then, before the sword can finish its thought (a
thought, you are quite confident, would end with something
like, “let’s stab it!”) you knock the glass dome off the
pedestal and grab the Ginnarak Crystal.</p>
<p>You brace yourself. It thrums slightly in your hand but
doesn’t do anything overtly magical or destructive. In fact it
seems perfectly inert.</p>
<p>So there you are. A pointer murder stick attached firmly to
one hand, and a potential atom bomb of a crystal in the other.
But you think you’re totally going to pull this off!</p>
<p>Then the glass dome hits the ground and shatters into
dozens of pieces.</p>
<p>HORSE screams and whips around at the noise.
“BhrruUHRHUuHRRh! My blue and gold melon sized gem! Noooooo!
BrUHrhHHHURHuRu!”</p>
<p>It flaps its wings and wheels up into the air and swoops
down at you! The three aurs get swept up in the excitement and
start flapping around, making tiny squeaks of alarm. The
remaining kobit leaps to its feet, but then trips over its
shoelaces.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO??</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00026.html">www</a></p>
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<p>Why Stabby, it looks like we won’t need to stab Horse at
all, but are you any good at stabbing armor?</p>
<p>Corraidhin stuffs the melon shaped gem into his knapsack
and rushes towards Inky and Jarrod. Best to get this party
started in style Corraidhin says as he casts a fireball at the
suit of armor, followed closely by a second, and a third.</p>
<p>As corraidhin reaches Inky and Jarrod he raises the Sword
of Y’aml ready to fight. Stand and deliver you curr!</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The trigger happy mage rushes toward the vault exit,
flinging a couple of fireballs over his shoulder as he
goes.</p>
<p>Stabby is delighted at the carnage as the suit of armor is
blown to bits, but also disappointed at the general lack of
stabbing.</p>
<p>The Aurs, deep in meditation nearby, get caught in the
conflagration. Their kernels swell and pop explosively. Though
not as explosively as the fireballs.</p>
<p>The whole Retrieval Team 43 pours into the cavern outside
the vault as it turns into an inferno, and they are swept up
and away in a throng of kobits evacuating the tunnels.</p>
<p>You are deposited, like silt after a flood, outside the
caves back at the bottom of the gnome hole, where the kobits
and the lone egre are frantically climbing up the scaffolding,
which bends dangerously under their combined weight. The
gnomes up above are running around in an agitated state at the
sudden commotion, and a few of them explode in the
excitement.</p>
<p>The ground rumbles again, and the entrance to the kobit
caves, and several feet of the surrounding area, is swallowed
up by a sinkhole that spreads across half of the bottom of the
gnome hole. From the hole emerges a gigantic moth-like
creature made of a hundred ears of corn and a hundred wings.
It is bigger than the very largest horse.</p>
<p>You hear a single word repeated fearfully over and over
again by the crowd of kobits. “Centaur! Centaur!”</p>
<p>It crawls up out of the pit, and tastes the vibrations in
the air with its feelers. It flies clumsily up into the air,
flutters, and then crashes back into the ground.</p>
<p>It looks like one of its wings has been singed by fire.</p>
<p>Undaunted, it crawls across what is left of the bottom of
the gnome hole toward you, beating its wings as though to bash
you with them. Which would hurt a lot.</p>
<p>Yam’l whispers in Corraidhin’s mind.</p>
<pre><code>Now *that* thing is *definitely* evil!</code></pre>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00030.html">www</a></p>
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<blockquote>
<p>While Inky packs the top of a sack with a thin layer of
earth from under a loose rock, they feel a heated glare in
their general direction for a few beats and surmises Master
Corraidhín had entered the vault with his newfound companion.
After decades of serving rather … demanding customers as an
inkling, Inky knew an evil eye directed at them even when they
can’t see it (while preparing a brew with their back turned,
for instance) and makes a mental note to give Pointy a wide
berth.</p>
<p>Once the sacks were placed close to the vault entrance for
a quick haul, Inky returns to the items that had been
discovered while digging under the loose rock. The set of
gold-nibbed quills were swiftly pocketed — each quill was
finely crafted and felt balanced when held in one hand. The
malleable tips in a range of sizes would be invaluable for
testing ink viscosity and smoothness, among other properties.
A felicitously fantastic find!</p>
<p>The jade tea set was next to be admired, its deep green hue
reflecting the age of the stone from which the items were
carved. With cups for every member of their merry group, the
teapot would make a worthy addition to any travelling,
crystal-seeking tea party. So thin and translucent were the
small cups, having been expertly crafted, that they were
almost too fragile to carry around everywhere. A
non-shattering charm was often applied to heirloom sets meant
to be passed down through generations, but it is difficult to
tell by looking whether a set had been charmed unless the
spell was a particularly strong one. The teapot and cups were
returned to the small wooden box they were found in and stored
away. Perhaps a few crockery talismans could be procured at
the next town?</p>
<p>Inky pauses at the rack of bottled ink. The first rule that
any inkling in training learns is to never trust pre-bottled
inks from unverified ingredients or unknown sauces. Inky tilts
the rack to better examine the weird yet vaguely familiar
glyphs on the bottles.</p>
<p>The first glyph was a circle with three dots. The bottle
next to it was adorned with a swirl, followed by a bottle with
a circle surrounding a pointing hand or a snail. Another glyph
looked like a twisted hook, and was that some sort of sinister
grinning reptile on the next one?? Towards the middle of the
rack was a bottle with a glyph of what could be a mountain
with a tunnel at its base. The bottle beside it bore a glyph
of a block broken to three pieces. Yet another bottle was
simply stamped with a circle and a dot at its center. Its
neighbour held a glyph that slightly resembled a mountain
range if someone stared very hard. The next two bottles bore
glyphs that looked like a spiky fish and a circle with a pair
of horns protruding from it. The last bottle’s contents seemed
more gooey than the others, with a glyph of a helmet-wearing
hare.</p>
<p>The shade of ink within the bottles varied, but all seem to
be derived from the same indistinct hue. None of the bottles
had the usual piece of ash paper with bits of string attached
to them, but otherwise appear to be intact and the vessels
themselves top quality, as shown by the delicate tarring on
the caps. The wooden rack was lightly worn but solid in Inky’s
hands.</p>
<p>It was certainly an odd collection. “No hash, no stash”
though, as the rule of thumb goes. Inky puts the rack down
carefully on the floor by the sacks, concluding that if anyone
wanted to help themselves to the bottles, they were hopefully
not planning to ingest the contents.</p>
<p>Dusting off their boots, Inky settles just behind the
banner, closer to the vault entrance and rousing performance,
to watch the crowd around Jarrod and listen for any sounds
from outside the vault.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>You pack up the quills and the jade tea set, and arrange
the bags by the vault entrance for quick retrieval.</p>
<p>As you carry the rack of ink bottles over to the bags, the
twelfth and final ink bottle, the one with the glyph of the
helmet-wearing hare, suddenly cracks. Seemingly of its own
volition. A tiny shard of glass slices the palm of your hand
and disappears into the meat at the base of your thumb. The
gooey ink seeps out of the bottle and paints your hand a
muddy, rusty blue.</p>
<p>You jerk your hand back. The ink is swiftly absorbed into
your hand as though it were a sponge. Soon it’s all gone: the
ink, the blood, all of it. Nothing remains of the scratch
itself but a hair-thin line. If you run your finger over it,
you can feel the hard nub of the glass shard beneath the
skin.</p>
<p>For a moment you can hear the double drum of your own
heartbeat rushing through your ears. Your senses seem to
sharpen. Colors grow more crisp, and sounds more clear. But
then it passes, and the moment is gone.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Harrumph, pointy my friend, that’s just inky. They’re
definitely not super evil. That’s the finest ink craftsmen and
tea preparer this side of Basementaria. And we absolutely
won’t be stabbing them. There are FAR eviler things to stab,
potentially that weird naked thing that seems to think itself
a horse. I could be convinced IT was evil, but wouldn’t use
attacking it unprovoked make us evil? Surely a sword as
ancient and wise as you could see the perfectly puzzling
philosophical delimna we put ourselves in.</p>
<p>And then this thing, (corraidhin gestures at the crystal),
horrible magical item used to create untold death,
destruction, and mayhem during the last Artificer war.
Definitely probably evil, if used that way, but also filled
with untold power that could be used for good! Now would the
person weilding it be evil just because, or could someone
overcome the magical nature of a device capable of such evil
and apply them for good? I for one believe afirmatively that
one can overcome such things.</p>
<p>As corriadhin finishes his philosophical prattling to his
new stabby friend he pushes the glass case off the crystal and
grabs it.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The Sword of Yam’l starts to launch into a long winded
reply.</p>
<pre><code>Oh yes, that winged naked thing is surely evil. Let us stab it, Hardy Bear! Let us stab and stab and stab until --- What&#39;s that? Oh no, don&#39;t worry. We are unquestionably, infallibly good. I was designed and made for but one purpose, after all. TO RID EVIL! As for the crystal, yes, I suppose you are correct. Wielding a powerful, bloodthirsty, magical item probably does make the wielder evil, and consequently immediately deserving of being stabbed! Say, speaking of stabbing ... that naked, winged thing--</code></pre>
<p>But then, before the sword can finish its thought (a
thought, you are quite confident, would end with something
like, “let’s stab it!”) you knock the glass dome off the
pedestal and grab the Ginnarak Crystal.</p>
<p>You brace yourself. It thrums slightly in your hand but
doesn’t do anything overtly magical or destructive. In fact it
seems perfectly inert.</p>
<p>So there you are. A pointer murder stick attached firmly to
one hand, and a potential atom bomb of a crystal in the other.
But you think you’re totally going to pull this off!</p>
<p>Then the glass dome hits the ground and shatters into
dozens of pieces.</p>
<p>HORSE screams and whips around at the noise.
“BhrruUHRHUuHRRh! My blue and gold melon sized gem! Noooooo!
BrUHrhHHHURHuRu!”</p>
<p>It flaps its wings and wheels up into the air and swoops
down at you! The three aurs get swept up in the excitement and
start flapping around, making tiny squeaks of alarm. The
remaining kobit leaps to its feet, but then trips over its
shoelaces.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO??</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00026.html">www</a></p>
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<p>“Congratulations!” The slightly tipsy hobbit grins and
salutes you with his martini. “On Retrieval Team 43’s
inaugural mission! I’m so excited for you, I’m sure you’ll do
fantastic!”</p>
<p>You are all seated around a table in the corner at Lucy’s
Basement. It is dimly lit and fairly noisy. The walls are
covered in red velvet curtains, and the tablecloths have
little gold tassels. A cloud of purple smoke from candles,
cigars, and pipes hangs in the air. Waiters bustle between
tables refilling drinks.</p>
<p>“So to recap, the Benefactor has tasked you with retrieving
the five fabled Ginnarak Crystals. I, Blavin Blandfoot, will
be your case manager. You will be paid handsomely for each
crystal you retrieve. And if you retrieve all 5, you’ll get to
meet the Benefactor at be their guest at their <em>glorious
mansion!</em>”</p>
<p>“The first crystal has been spotted near a Gnomish dig site
in the Tammineaux Forest, just east of here.”</p>
<p>“I recommend getting started right away!” He polishes off
his drink and squints at his empty glass. “Well, maybe first
thing in the morning. Waiter!”</p>
<ul>
<li>Who are you?</li>
<li>What role do you think you will fill on the team?</li>
<li>What do you plan to do with your cut of the money?</li>
</ul>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-07/msg00015.html">www</a></p>
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<p>“Congratulations!” The slightly tipsy hobbit grins and
salutes you with his martini. “On Retrieval Team 43’s
inaugural mission! I’m so excited for you, I’m sure you’ll do
fantastic!”</p>
<p>You are all seated around a table in the corner at Lucy’s
Basement. It is dimly lit and fairly noisy. The walls are
covered in red velvet curtains, and the tablecloths have
little gold tassels. A cloud of purple smoke from candles,
cigars, and pipes hangs in the air. Waiters bustle between
tables refilling drinks.</p>
<p>“So to recap, the Benefactor has tasked you with retrieving
the five fabled Ginnarak Crystals. I, Blavin Blandfoot, will
be your case manager. You will be paid handsomely for each
crystal you retrieve. And if you retrieve all 5, you’ll get to
meet the Benefactor at be their guest at their <em>glorious
mansion!</em>”</p>
<p>“The first crystal has been spotted near a Gnomish dig site
in the Tammineaux Forest, just east of here.”</p>
<p>“I recommend getting started right away!” He polishes off
his drink and squints at his empty glass. “Well, maybe first
thing in the morning. Waiter!”</p>
<ul>
<li>Who are you?</li>
<li>What role do you think you will fill on the team?</li>
<li>What do you plan to do with your cut of the money?</li>
</ul>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-07/msg00015.html">www</a></p>
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<p>Once Corey the Kobit exits the antechamber, you are free to
look around a little bit.</p>
<p>The eyesword continues to watch from the bottom of the
pool, and the Kobit Ed terminal continues to await you by the
vault door.</p>
<p>But also you notice a couple of alcoves along the walls
between the twisty little passages. Each of them holds a
relief sculpture depicting one of the three deities of
Basmentaria.</p>
<p>There is Neddas, the wise god of sages and starlight.
Androgynous, clad in purple robes, depicted with a golden
third eye in the middle of their forehead. They are shown here
stoically bestowing gifts upon the inhabitants of
Basmentaria.</p>
<p>And here is Nullar, god of time and tides. A bespectacled
male figure with a golden third eye on his forehead. He is
dressed in a dapper vest and bow tie, and is adorned with
small cogs and gears. He is depicted here looking up at the
stars from a mechanical contraption he is working on.</p>
<p>Finally, there is Liandt, goddess of war and flame. A
primal, elemental deity, she is depicted as a fiery warrior
with a golden third eye. The relief shows her on the
battlefield during the Artifice wars. The wars which reduced
Ginnarak to the wastes of cinder and ash that they are today.
The wars which drained Liandt’s divine energies so thoroughly
that she fell into a deep sleep and has been absent from the
mortal realms ever since.</p>
<p>But enough of this lore dump! There is something important
happening!</p>
<p>You hear a shuffling and a mumbling approaching from one of
the twisty little passages.</p>
<p>You’re already in one of the alcoves studying the relief,
so your press yourself flat into the recess.</p>
<p>Three gophers with smoked glass goggles spill out from one
of the passages. Retrieval team 70! They made it past the egre
after all!</p>
<p>They don’t see you, but head straight to the keypad by the
vault. They crowd around it and start pressing buttons,
arguing and bickering with one another.</p>
<p>The sword at the bottom of the pool seems to roll its eye
in exasperation.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO?</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-08/msg00017.html">www</a></p>
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<p>The Retrieval Team 70 gophers are absolutely losing their
minds over the ed terminal.</p>
<p>“It just keeps printing a question mark!” Vest sobs.</p>
<p>“Try pushing escape?” suggests Shorts somewhat
panicking.</p>
<p>“I’ve tried it! It’s not vi! It doesn’t do anything!” Vest
moans. “Here you try it if you’re so smart!”</p>
<p>Sash is balled up on the floor crying, having already had a
turn at the terminal.</p>
<p>Shorts carefully steps over them and timidly prods at the
keypad.</p>
<p>A throng of beefy guard kobits come charging into the hall,
alerted by the gopher racket.</p>
<p>“Here now! You’re not supposed to be in here!”</p>
<p>One of them trips over Sash, still balled up on the floor,
and crashes into Shorts’s back, pinning them to wall. They
squeal. Another guard grabs Vest by the collar, and after a
brief scuffle all three gophers are escorted out of the hall
despite their howls of protest.</p>
<p>“I had better check on the vault!” exclaims one of the
kobits who remains behind.</p>
<p>They bang a few keys on the terminal and it spits out a
slip of paper.</p>
<pre><code>ed v1.6
19
P
*,n
1 the door is locked
*1s/locked/open
?
*H
no match
*1s/Locked/Open
the door is Open
*wq
17</code></pre>
<p>There is a mechanical whir deep in the walls, and a click
and a gasp of air as the door swings inward.</p>
<p>The kobit slips into the vault and the door swings only
partly closed behind it.</p>
<p>The sword in the bottom of the pool pointedly narrows its
eye at you.</p>
<p>The gods of Basmentaria observe passively from their
reliefs in the alcoves around you.</p>
<p>The door to the vault is ajar, the first of the five
legendary Ginnarak crystals presumably behind it.</p>
<p>From one of the twisty little passages, you hear a guard
kobit approaching, singing a sad cowboy song to itself.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00001.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="section">00011</h3> <h3 id="section">00020</h3>
<p>The Retrieval Team 70 gophers are absolutely losing their <blockquote>
minds over the ed terminal.</p> <p>Looking around the chaotic scene, one of the vines among
<p>“It just keeps printing a question mark!” Vest sobs.</p> the bushes caught Inky’s eye. It was one of several bean
<p>“Try pushing escape?” suggests Shorts somewhat plants probably native to the Tammineaux Forest, with strands
panicking.</p> of faintly glowing pods hanging from the vines.</p>
<p>“I’ve tried it! It’s not vi! It doesn’t do anything!” Vest <p>Inky snatches several of the dried but luminous bean pods
moans. “Here you try it if you’re so smart!”</p> from the vines, then sprints a wide circle around the centaur,
<p>Sash is balled up on the floor crying, having already had a all the while counting out 43 beans and throwing them into the
turn at the terminal.</p> topsoil, where much of the earth around the sinkhole had
<p>Shorts carefully steps over them and timidly prods at the already been turned over by the gnomes’ drills and
keypad.</p> machinery.</p>
<p>A throng of beefy guard kobits come charging into the hall, <p>Earlier in the commotion, one of the gnome explosions
alerted by the gopher racket.</p> caused a water main leading towards what had been the kobit
<p>“Here now! You’re not supposed to be in here!”</p> caves to burst. Water was now spraying across the area with
<p>One of them trips over Sash, still balled up on the floor, the gusto of a fizzy cold spring and gathering in small pools
and crashes into Shorts’s back, pinning them to wall. They over the soil. More water sluiced over the moth-like
squeal. Another guard grabs Vest by the collar, and after a creature’s singed wing, snuffing the remaining embers.</p>
brief scuffle all three gophers are escorted out of the hall <p>Within moments, long tendrils shot up from the ground,
despite their howls of protest.</p> which rapidly thickened at the bases to the size of young
<p>“I had better check on the vault!” exclaims one of the southern oak trees, to curl gently but firmly around the
kobits who remains behind.</p> centaur. “Sister!” a melodious voice emanating from somewhere
<p>They bang a few keys on the terminal and it spits out a amid the beanstalks exclaimed, “What are you doing up? It is
slip of paper.</p> not yet autumn. Go back to sleep!”</p>
<pre><code>ed v1.6 </blockquote>
19 <p>The pooling water puts out any of the licking, reaching
P flames that followed the centaur up from below. The dark smoke
*,n carries the smell of ash, soot, and burnt popcorn up into the
1 the door is locked air.</p>
*1s/locked/open <p>There is no mistaking the climbing vines of the common
? Tammineaux Forest Bean. If you don’t recognize it by the
*H heart-shaped leaves or the winding stems, then the luminous,
no match dangling seed pods nestled amongst the bulbous pink blossoms
*1s/Locked/Open are a dead, somewhat obscene, giveaway.</p>
the door is Open <p>Inky plucks a handful of the pods and rips them open,
*wq meticulously counting out a mystical number of individual
17</code></pre> beans, and sowing them in the ash and the mud.</p>
<p>There is a mechanical whir deep in the walls, and a click <p>Vines erupt from the ground and entangle the centaur,
and a gasp of air as the door swings inward.</p> dragging it gently back toward the sinkhole and whispering a
<p>The kobit slips into the vault and the door swings only soothing lullaby in its ears. The centaur struggles weakly
partly closed behind it.</p> before surrendering to the vine’s caress. It is pulled back
<p>The sword in the bottom of the pool pointedly narrows its down underground.</p>
eye at you.</p> <p>In the aftermath, there is a handful of leftover beans, and
<p>The gods of Basmentaria observe passively from their also some large, vibrant kernels of corn that flaked off the
reliefs in the alcoves around you.</p> centaur during the struggle.</p>
<p>The door to the vault is ajar, the first of the five <p>You and the first Ginnarak Crystal are able to leave the
legendary Ginnarak crystals presumably behind it.</p> dig site and the Tammineaux Forest without further
<p>From one of the twisty little passages, you hear a guard incident.</p>
kobit approaching, singing a sad cowboy song to itself.</p> <p>You pack up your faithful multibeast and trek back to the
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p> city of Vay’Nullar, where your adventure started.</p>
<p>THE END OF CHAPTER ONE</p>
<p>EPILOGUE: what are you doing in the final moments of this
battle? Or on the way home? Or, what are you doing to rest,
relax, and recover once safely back in town before reporting
back to Blavin?</p>
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00001.html">www</a></p> href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00032.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="section">00010</h3>
<p>Once Corey the Kobit exits the antechamber, you are free to
look around a little bit.</p>
<p>The eyesword continues to watch from the bottom of the
pool, and the Kobit Ed terminal continues to await you by the
vault door.</p>
<p>But also you notice a couple of alcoves along the walls
between the twisty little passages. Each of them holds a
relief sculpture depicting one of the three deities of
Basmentaria.</p>
<p>There is Neddas, the wise god of sages and starlight.
Androgynous, clad in purple robes, depicted with a golden
third eye in the middle of their forehead. They are shown here
stoically bestowing gifts upon the inhabitants of
Basmentaria.</p>
<p>And here is Nullar, god of time and tides. A bespectacled
male figure with a golden third eye on his forehead. He is
dressed in a dapper vest and bow tie, and is adorned with
small cogs and gears. He is depicted here looking up at the
stars from a mechanical contraption he is working on.</p>
<p>Finally, there is Liandt, goddess of war and flame. A
primal, elemental deity, she is depicted as a fiery warrior
with a golden third eye. The relief shows her on the
battlefield during the Artifice wars. The wars which reduced
Ginnarak to the wastes of cinder and ash that they are today.
The wars which drained Liandt’s divine energies so thoroughly
that she fell into a deep sleep and has been absent from the
mortal realms ever since.</p>
<p>But enough of this lore dump! There is something important
happening!</p>
<p>You hear a shuffling and a mumbling approaching from one of
the twisty little passages.</p>
<p>You’re already in one of the alcoves studying the relief,
so your press yourself flat into the recess.</p>
<p>Three gophers with smoked glass goggles spill out from one
of the passages. Retrieval team 70! They made it past the egre
after all!</p>
<p>They don’t see you, but head straight to the keypad by the
vault. They crowd around it and start pressing buttons,
arguing and bickering with one another.</p>
<p>The sword at the bottom of the pool seems to roll its eye
in exasperation.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO?</p>
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<li><a href="#section-16" id="toc-section-16">00017</a></li> <li><a href="#section-16" id="toc-section-16">00017</a></li>
<li><a href="#section-17" id="toc-section-17">00018</a></li> <li><a href="#section-17" id="toc-section-17">00018</a></li>
<li><a href="#section-18" id="toc-section-18">00019</a></li> <li><a href="#section-18" id="toc-section-18">00019</a></li>
<li><a href="#section-19" id="toc-section-19">00020</a></li>
</ul></li> </ul></li>
<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li> <li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
<li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li> <li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
@ -289,7 +290,7 @@ story entirely.</p>
</ul> </ul>
<p>Paths:</p> <p>Paths:</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li>Retriever: Contractual Obligation</li> <li>Retriever: Contractual Obligation, An Auspicious Start</li>
<li>Soulsword: Bloodlust</li> <li>Soulsword: Bloodlust</li>
</ul> </ul>
<h3 id="glarg">Glarg</h3> <h3 id="glarg">Glarg</h3>
@ -334,11 +335,11 @@ very soon!</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li>Player: mio</li> <li>Player: mio</li>
<li>XP: 1</li> <li>XP: 1</li>
<li>Skills: Do Anything 1, Persuasive 2</li> <li>Skills: Do Anything 1, Persuasive 2, Plantomancy 2</li>
</ul> </ul>
<p>Paths:</p> <p>Paths:</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li>Retriever: Contractual Obligation</li> <li>Retriever: Contractual Obligation, An Auspicious Start</li>
<li>Were-Hare: Lepusthropy</li> <li>Were-Hare: Lepusthropy</li>
</ul> </ul>
<h3 id="jarrod">Jarrod</h3> <h3 id="jarrod">Jarrod</h3>
@ -476,19 +477,23 @@ below it, in the same path. (The exceptions are templates of rank zero,
which are the entry level templates for each path, and do not have such which are the entry level templates for each path, and do not have such
a requirement.)</p> a requirement.)</p>
<p>Example:</p> <p>Example:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Path of the Goblin Slayer</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li><ol start="0" type="1"> <li><ol start="0" type="1">
<li><strong>Goblin Slayer</strong> (Slay 100 goblins): You are now an <li><strong>Favored Foe</strong> (Slay 100 goblins): You are now an
expert when facing this foe. From now on when attacking a goblin, a roll expert when facing this foe. From now on when attacking a goblin, a roll
of 5 - 6 is considered a critical success. 4 - 5 is a success. And 1 - 3 of 5 - 6 is considered a critical success. 4 - 5 is a success. And 1 - 3
is a mixed success.</li> is a mixed success.</li>
</ol></li> </ol></li>
</ul> </ul>
<p>The rank is 0, so there are no prerequisites. (If it had been, say, </blockquote>
2, then you would need to have unlocked a template of rank 1 and of rank <p>The path is “Path of the Goblin Slayer”. The rank of the first
0 in the same path before unlocking this one.) The name is “Goblin template is 0, so there are no prerequisites. (If it had been, say, 2,
Slayer”. The trigger is “Slay 100 goblins”. And the perk is detailed in then you would need to have unlocked a template of rank 1 and of rank 0
the description.</p> in the same path before unlocking this one.) The name is “Favored Foe”.
The trigger is “Slay 100 goblins”. And the perk is detailed in the
description.</p>
<p>Okay, here are the known paths:</p> <p>Okay, here are the known paths:</p>
<h4 id="path-of-the-soulsword">Path of the Soulsword</h4> <h4 id="path-of-the-soulsword">Path of the Soulsword</h4>
<p>You have a unique bond with a sentient sword</p> <p>You have a unique bond with a sentient sword</p>
@ -1760,6 +1765,55 @@ Which would hurt a lot.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p> <p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00030.html">www</a></p> href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00030.html">www</a></p>
<h3 id="section-19">00020</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>Looking around the chaotic scene, one of the vines among the bushes
caught Inky’s eye. It was one of several bean plants probably native to
the Tammineaux Forest, with strands of faintly glowing pods hanging from
the vines.</p>
<p>Inky snatches several of the dried but luminous bean pods from the
vines, then sprints a wide circle around the centaur, all the while
counting out 43 beans and throwing them into the topsoil, where much of
the earth around the sinkhole had already been turned over by the
gnomes’ drills and machinery.</p>
<p>Earlier in the commotion, one of the gnome explosions caused a water
main leading towards what had been the kobit caves to burst. Water was
now spraying across the area with the gusto of a fizzy cold spring and
gathering in small pools over the soil. More water sluiced over the
moth-like creature’s singed wing, snuffing the remaining embers.</p>
<p>Within moments, long tendrils shot up from the ground, which rapidly
thickened at the bases to the size of young southern oak trees, to curl
gently but firmly around the centaur. “Sister!” a melodious voice
emanating from somewhere amid the beanstalks exclaimed, “What are you
doing up? It is not yet autumn. Go back to sleep!”</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The pooling water puts out any of the licking, reaching flames that
followed the centaur up from below. The dark smoke carries the smell of
ash, soot, and burnt popcorn up into the air.</p>
<p>There is no mistaking the climbing vines of the common Tammineaux
Forest Bean. If you don’t recognize it by the heart-shaped leaves or the
winding stems, then the luminous, dangling seed pods nestled amongst the
bulbous pink blossoms are a dead, somewhat obscene, giveaway.</p>
<p>Inky plucks a handful of the pods and rips them open, meticulously
counting out a mystical number of individual beans, and sowing them in
the ash and the mud.</p>
<p>Vines erupt from the ground and entangle the centaur, dragging it
gently back toward the sinkhole and whispering a soothing lullaby in its
ears. The centaur struggles weakly before surrendering to the vine’s
caress. It is pulled back down underground.</p>
<p>In the aftermath, there is a handful of leftover beans, and also some
large, vibrant kernels of corn that flaked off the centaur during the
struggle.</p>
<p>You and the first Ginnarak Crystal are able to leave the dig site and
the Tammineaux Forest without further incident.</p>
<p>You pack up your faithful multibeast and trek back to the city of
Vay’Nullar, where your adventure started.</p>
<p>THE END OF CHAPTER ONE</p>
<p>EPILOGUE: what are you doing in the final moments of this battle? Or
on the way home? Or, what are you doing to rest, relax, and recover once
safely back in town before reporting back to Blavin?</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00032.html">www</a></p>
<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2> <h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p> <p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
<dt> <dt>
@ -1919,14 +1973,14 @@ wear chef’s hats. But no, that’s just what their heads look like.
<h2 id="geography">Geography</h2> <h2 id="geography">Geography</h2>
<p>Basmentaria</p> <p>Basmentaria</p>
<ul> <ul>
<li>Primora: northern banana <li>Primora: northern banana</li>
<li>Agendell: southern banana
<ul> <ul>
<li>Vay’Nullar</li> <li>Vay’Nullar</li>
<li>Tammineaux Forest</li> <li>Tammineaux Forest</li>
<li>Gnomelands</li> <li>Gnomelands</li>
<li>Rana’For Valley</li> <li>Rana’For Valley</li>
</ul></li> </ul></li>
<li>Agendell: southern banana</li>
<li>Ginnarak: donut hole</li> <li>Ginnarak: donut hole</li>
</ul> </ul>
<p>names to integrate: tildetown, commonhealth of casakhstan, <p>names to integrate: tildetown, commonhealth of casakhstan,