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title: 00012
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created: Fri, 09 Sep 2022 16:44:58 -0600
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updated: Fri, 09 Sep 2022 16:44:58 -0600
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public: yes
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syndicated: yes
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### 00012
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> Harrumph I say as I billow out my mustache. I know exactly what this is, I've seen these silly terminals at the wizarding academy. Fascinating little babbles really, not that easy to use, and I find they're easier to melt with a well placed fireball or two, but I think I can get us past without that. Now I might need someone to cover for me if that Kobit catches onto what I'm doing, and I'll say the weird sword is starting to creep me out a bit.
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>
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> Corraidhin approaches the terminal, cracks his knuckles, and enters:
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> 1,$p
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The printer spits out a piece of paper:
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The door is Locked
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> Corraidhin stares at the paper. Well, that's not right, the door's only partially closed. Preposterious thing.
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> That's okay, I know how to fix this.
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> 19
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> there is no door, there never was, and never will be. Also the Kobit guard forgot to tie his shoes.
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> 1,$p
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The printer spits out a slip of paper.
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there is no door, there never was, and never will be. Also the Kobit guard forgot to tie his shoes.
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With a soft pop, the thick stone door vanishes.
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The sword at the bottom of the pool widens its eye in surprise.
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Nothing remains between you and the interior of the vault.
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Some light from the hall spills in and glints off what appears to be a mound of gold, gems, and crystals. The rest of its contents are hidden from view unless you venture inside.
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You can still hear the guard kobit in the passage, now whistling a warbling, lamentful tune. It sounds dangerously close. Best get a move on if you want to avoid a confrontation.
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WHAT DO YOU DO
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> While the wisened scholar inspects the vault door, Inky walks a few steps from the antechamber to meet the Kobit guard, pressure gauge and tiny notebook in hand. Inky proceeds to ask them about water flow sounds in the surrounding area, water stains, signs of potential pests that could damage the pipes, and other rather boring elements pertaining to modern Basmentia burrow plumbing.
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>
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> After a while, seeing as they have been conversing for some time, Inky pulls out two small bottles of chilled arrowroot beer from a waist pouch and offers one to the Kobit guard.
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The big guard kobit's eyes start to glass over as Inky goes on about water pressure and structural integrity.
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But it does graciously accept a bottle arrowroot beer.
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"Well, golly, don't mind if I do!" It cracks the lid off, toasts to your health and takes a long swig.
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"Aaaaaaaah! That hits the spot!"
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> Corraidhin absentmindedly inspects the terminal and door while Inky converses with the guard. He's utterly distracted and talking to himself.
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>
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> By the gods, it's gone. Just like that! I thought it'd fizzle or something, but it's gone! I wonder what else I can do with this thing.
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>
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> Corraidhin wanders back to the terminal and enters another command.
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> 19
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> c
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> The wise and elderly Corraidhin is now a young and dashing rogue, with a very nice hat.
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> .
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The printer spits out a slip of paper:
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?
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Maybe the ed terminal only has jurisdiction over the door to the vault.
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Or maybe the machine, the universe, or whatever, is telling you not to push your luck.
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By now the big guard kobit, lulled by Inky's questions and finally sedated by the alcohol, is slumped and snoring softly in the mouth of one of the twisty little passages.
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You stand before the open vault under the ever watchful gaze of the sword at the bottom of the pool of water in the center of the room.
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WHAT DO
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<li><a href="#section-8" id="toc-section-8">00009</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-8" id="toc-section-8">00009</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-9" id="toc-section-9">00010</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-9" id="toc-section-9">00010</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-10" id="toc-section-10">00011</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-10" id="toc-section-10">00011</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-11" id="toc-section-11">00012</a></li>
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<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00001.html">www</a></p>
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00001.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="section-11">00012</h3>
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<blockquote>
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<p>Harrumph I say as I billow out my mustache. I know exactly what this
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is, I’ve seen these silly terminals at the wizarding academy.
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Fascinating little babbles really, not that easy to use, and I find
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they’re easier to melt with a well placed fireball or two, but I think I
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can get us past without that. Now I might need someone to cover for me
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if that Kobit catches onto what I’m doing, and I’ll say the weird sword
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is starting to creep me out a bit.</p>
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<p>Corraidhin approaches the terminal, cracks his knuckles, and enters:
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1,$p</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>The printer spits out a piece of paper:</p>
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<pre><code>The door is Locked</code></pre>
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<blockquote>
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<p>Corraidhin stares at the paper. Well, that’s not right, the door’s
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only partially closed. Preposterious thing.</p>
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<p>That’s okay, I know how to fix this.</p>
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<p>19 c there is no door, there never was, and never will be. Also the
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Kobit guard forgot to tie his shoes. . w 1,$p</p>
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<p>The printer spits out a slip of paper.</p>
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<pre><code>there is no door, there never was, and never will be. Also the Kobit guard forgot to tie his shoes.</code></pre>
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<p>With a soft pop, the thick stone door vanishes.</p>
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<p>The sword at the bottom of the pool widens its eye in surprise.</p>
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<p>Nothing remains between you and the interior of the vault.</p>
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<p>Some light from the hall spills in and glints off what appears to be
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a mound of gold, gems, and crystals. The rest of its contents are hidden
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from view unless you venture inside.</p>
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<p>You can still hear the guard kobit in the passage, now whistling a
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warbling, lamentful tune. It sounds dangerously close. Best get a move
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on if you want to avoid a confrontation.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p>While the wisened scholar inspects the vault door, Inky walks a few
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steps from the antechamber to meet the Kobit guard, pressure gauge and
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tiny notebook in hand. Inky proceeds to ask them about water flow sounds
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in the surrounding area, water stains, signs of potential pests that
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could damage the pipes, and other rather boring elements pertaining to
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Inky pulls out two small bottles of chilled arrowroot beer from a waist
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pouch and offers one to the Kobit guard.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>The big guard kobit’s eyes start to glass over as Inky goes on about
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water pressure and structural integrity.</p>
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<p>But it does graciously accept a bottle arrowroot beer.</p>
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<p>“Well, golly, don’t mind if I do!” It cracks the lid off, toasts to
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your health and takes a long swig.</p>
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<p>“Aaaaaaaah! That hits the spot!”</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p>Corraidhin absentmindedly inspects the terminal and door while Inky
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converses with the guard. He’s utterly distracted and talking to
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himself.</p>
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<p>By the gods, it’s gone. Just like that! I thought it’d fizzle or
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something, but it’s gone! I wonder what else I can do with this
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thing.</p>
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<p>Corraidhin wanders back to the terminal and enters another
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command.</p>
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<p>19 c The wise and elderly Corraidhin is now a young and dashing
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rogue, with a very nice hat. .</p>
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<pre><code>?</code></pre>
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<p>Maybe the ed terminal only has jurisdiction over the door to the
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vault.</p>
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<p>Or maybe the machine, the universe, or whatever, is telling you not
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sedated by the alcohol, is slumped and snoring softly in the mouth of
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sword at the bottom of the pool of water in the center of the room.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO</p>
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Not you! Ha!”</p>
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Ha!”</p>
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first Ginnarak Crystal.</p>
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<p>The forest is lush, thick, and green. You have to hack your
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way through the vines and the brush. There are stinging
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insects, squawking birds, and dangerous forest creatures a
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plenty. It is hot and sticky.</p>
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<p>How will you ever find your way through this wilderness to
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the dig site?</p>
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<p>“Shouldn’t be too hard,” you remember Blavin saying back at
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Lucy’s, gesturing carelessly and sloshing a little bit of his
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fourth drink. “They’re gnomes, after all! Just follow the
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sound of explosions and screaming.”</p>
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<p>Sure enough, before long you hear a mechanical droning and
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some blasting up ahead, punctuated now and then by high
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pitched screams, and you guide the multibeast in that
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direction.</p>
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<p>Suddenly you are ambushed by a troop of blahoblins! Awful
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looking things. Taut rubbery gray skin. Long flat noses stick
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out way far from their faces. And so do their protruding,
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lipless mouths full of sharp pointy teeth. You didn’t hear
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them over the noise of the shrieking parrots and, in the
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distance, the shrieking gnomes.</p>
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<p>“SHOE SHINE!!” the first one yells. It is wearing a gold
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ring on each finger (minus the three fingers it is missing),
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two in each ear, and one in its nose. It is dragging a vat of
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black polish nearly as tall as it is.</p>
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<p>“SHOE SHINE!!” a second one agrees. It is wearing a nice
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waistcoat with large gaudy buttons, and a nice looking pocket
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watch on a gold chain. It is dragging a comfy looking chair
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stuffed with bits of fluff and leaves and fur.</p>
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<p>A third one screams, “SHOE SHINE SHOE SHINE!” It has
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several gold teeth and carries a huge block of cheese secured
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to its back with long loops of hempen rope.</p>
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<p>The fourth and final one is wearing what looks like freshly
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painted red shoes and is carrying a lit torch. “SHOE
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SHIIIIINE!” it screams. It is wearing a gold medallion on a
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gold necklace.</p>
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<p>Harrumph I say as I billow out my mustache. I know exactly
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what this is, I’ve seen these silly terminals at the wizarding
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academy. Fascinating little babbles really, not that easy to
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use, and I find they’re easier to melt with a well placed
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fireball or two, but I think I can get us past without that.
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Now I might need someone to cover for me if that Kobit catches
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onto what I’m doing, and I’ll say the weird sword is starting
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to creep me out a bit.</p>
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<p>Corraidhin approaches the terminal, cracks his knuckles,
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and enters: 1,$p</p>
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<p>The printer spits out a piece of paper:</p>
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<pre><code>The door is Locked</code></pre>
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<blockquote>
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<p>Corraidhin stares at the paper. Well, that’s not right, the
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door’s only partially closed. Preposterious thing.</p>
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<p>That’s okay, I know how to fix this.</p>
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<p>19 c there is no door, there never was, and never will be.
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Also the Kobit guard forgot to tie his shoes. . w 1,$p</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>The printer spits out a slip of paper.</p>
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<pre><code>there is no door, there never was, and never will be. Also the Kobit guard forgot to tie his shoes.</code></pre>
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<p>With a soft pop, the thick stone door vanishes.</p>
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<p>The sword at the bottom of the pool widens its eye in
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surprise.</p>
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<p>Nothing remains between you and the interior of the
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vault.</p>
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<p>Some light from the hall spills in and glints off what
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appears to be a mound of gold, gems, and crystals. The rest of
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its contents are hidden from view unless you venture
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inside.</p>
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<p>You can still hear the guard kobit in the passage, now
|
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whistling a warbling, lamentful tune. It sounds dangerously
|
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|
close. Best get a move on if you want to avoid a
|
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confrontation.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p>While the wisened scholar inspects the vault door, Inky
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walks a few steps from the antechamber to meet the Kobit
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guard, pressure gauge and tiny notebook in hand. Inky proceeds
|
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|
to ask them about water flow sounds in the surrounding area,
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|
water stains, signs of potential pests that could damage the
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pipes, and other rather boring elements pertaining to modern
|
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|
Basmentia burrow plumbing.</p>
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<p>After a while, seeing as they have been conversing for some
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time, Inky pulls out two small bottles of chilled arrowroot
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beer from a waist pouch and offers one to the Kobit guard.</p>
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</blockquote>
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|
<p>The big guard kobit’s eyes start to glass over as Inky goes
|
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|
on about water pressure and structural integrity.</p>
|
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<p>But it does graciously accept a bottle arrowroot beer.</p>
|
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|
<p>“Well, golly, don’t mind if I do!” It cracks the lid off,
|
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|
toasts to your health and takes a long swig.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>“Aaaaaaaah! That hits the spot!”</p>
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<blockquote>
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|
<p>Corraidhin absentmindedly inspects the terminal and door
|
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|
while Inky converses with the guard. He’s utterly distracted
|
||||||
|
and talking to himself.</p>
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|
<p>By the gods, it’s gone. Just like that! I thought it’d
|
||||||
|
fizzle or something, but it’s gone! I wonder what else I can
|
||||||
|
do with this thing.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>Corraidhin wanders back to the terminal and enters another
|
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|
command.</p>
|
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<p>19 c The wise and elderly Corraidhin is now a young and
|
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|
dashing rogue, with a very nice hat. .</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>The printer spits out a slip of paper:</p>
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|
<pre><code>?</code></pre>
|
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|
<p>Maybe the ed terminal only has jurisdiction over the door
|
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|
to the vault.</p>
|
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<p>Or maybe the machine, the universe, or whatever, is telling
|
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|
you not to push your luck.</p>
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<p>By now the big guard kobit, lulled by Inky’s questions and
|
||||||
|
finally sedated by the alcohol, is slumped and snoring softly
|
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|
in the mouth of one of the twisty little passages.</p>
|
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|
<p>You stand before the open vault under the ever watchful
|
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|
gaze of the sword at the bottom of the pool of water in the
|
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|
center of the room.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO</p>
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<guid isPermaLink="false">00002 - shoe shine - Tue, 21 Jul 2022
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<pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600</pubDate>
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<h3 id="section">00002</h3>
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<p>Blavin provides you with a multibeast for your excursion.
|
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|
“Courtesy of the Benefactor!” You pack it up with food and
|
||||||
|
supplies, and trek into the Tammineaux Forest in search of the
|
||||||
|
first Ginnarak Crystal.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>The forest is lush, thick, and green. You have to hack your
|
||||||
|
way through the vines and the brush. There are stinging
|
||||||
|
insects, squawking birds, and dangerous forest creatures a
|
||||||
|
plenty. It is hot and sticky.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>How will you ever find your way through this wilderness to
|
||||||
|
the dig site?</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>“Shouldn’t be too hard,” you remember Blavin saying back at
|
||||||
|
Lucy’s, gesturing carelessly and sloshing a little bit of his
|
||||||
|
fourth drink. “They’re gnomes, after all! Just follow the
|
||||||
|
sound of explosions and screaming.”</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>Sure enough, before long you hear a mechanical droning and
|
||||||
|
some blasting up ahead, punctuated now and then by high
|
||||||
|
pitched screams, and you guide the multibeast in that
|
||||||
|
direction.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>Suddenly you are ambushed by a troop of blahoblins! Awful
|
||||||
|
looking things. Taut rubbery gray skin. Long flat noses stick
|
||||||
|
out way far from their faces. And so do their protruding,
|
||||||
|
lipless mouths full of sharp pointy teeth. You didn’t hear
|
||||||
|
them over the noise of the shrieking parrots and, in the
|
||||||
|
distance, the shrieking gnomes.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>“SHOE SHINE!!” the first one yells. It is wearing a gold
|
||||||
|
ring on each finger (minus the three fingers it is missing),
|
||||||
|
two in each ear, and one in its nose. It is dragging a vat of
|
||||||
|
black polish nearly as tall as it is.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>“SHOE SHINE!!” a second one agrees. It is wearing a nice
|
||||||
|
waistcoat with large gaudy buttons, and a nice looking pocket
|
||||||
|
watch on a gold chain. It is dragging a comfy looking chair
|
||||||
|
stuffed with bits of fluff and leaves and fur.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>A third one screams, “SHOE SHINE SHOE SHINE!” It has
|
||||||
|
several gold teeth and carries a huge block of cheese secured
|
||||||
|
to its back with long loops of hempen rope.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>The fourth and final one is wearing what looks like freshly
|
||||||
|
painted red shoes and is carrying a lit torch. “SHOE
|
||||||
|
SHIIIIINE!” it screams. It is wearing a gold medallion on a
|
||||||
|
gold necklace.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p><a
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||||||
|
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-07/msg00015.html">www</a></p>
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<title>00001 - we meet in a tavern</title>
|
<title>00001 - we meet in a tavern</title>
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<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
|
<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
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@ -385,68 +477,57 @@ the door is Open
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<title>00005 - gnomes</title>
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<title>meta</title>
|
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<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
|
<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
|
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<guid isPermaLink="false">00005 - gnomes - Tue, 25 Jul 2022
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<guid isPermaLink="false">meta - Tue, 23 Jul 2022 20:32:23
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20:32:23 -0600</guid>
|
-0600</guid>
|
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<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600</pubDate>
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<description>
|
<description>
|
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<![CDATA[
|
<![CDATA[
|
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<h3 id="section">00005</h3>
|
<h3 id="meta">META</h3>
|
||||||
<blockquote>
|
<p>This might be a good time to introduce the game
|
||||||
<p>As the blahoblins were packing up, Inky persuades Waistcoat
|
mechanic.</p>
|
||||||
to sell a few small bottles of shoe polish, a roughly round
|
<p>For the most part, if you say you do something, it just
|
||||||
piece of broken glass and scraps of cheesecloth from the
|
happens.</p>
|
||||||
mountain of debris previously on the ground. Inky rolls Do
|
<p>But if you want to do something risky, and/or if the
|
||||||
Anything 1 and rolls a 4.</p>
|
outcome is uncertain, you can roll a number of six-sided
|
||||||
</blockquote>
|
dice.</p>
|
||||||
<p>Inky successfully persuades Waistcoat to sell a few baubles
|
<p>I’d like to try using the <em>Shoes in the Dark</em>
|
||||||
and trinkets with the first roll of the game!</p>
|
rules:</p>
|
||||||
<p>They haggle back and forth a little bit, and Inky ends up
|
<p><a href="https://dozens.itch.io/shoes-in-the-dark"
|
||||||
paying a little more than they wanted to, but they get all the
|
class="uri">https://dozens.itch.io/shoes-in-the-dark</a></p>
|
||||||
stuff they wanted. Yay commerce!</p>
|
<p>Basically, everybody currently has the skill “Do Anything
|
||||||
<p>Having concluded business, the blahoblins pack up and
|
1”, which means if you want to ‘do anything’, you can roll 1
|
||||||
disappear into the bushes toting their chair, cheese, and vat
|
die.</p>
|
||||||
of polish.</p>
|
<p>On a 1 - 3, things go poorly. (And you gain 1 experience
|
||||||
<p>The sound of mechanical droning and periodic explosions
|
point. More on that in a bit.)</p>
|
||||||
compel you forward to the dig site.</p>
|
<p>On a 4 - 5, you do the thing, but at a cost, or with a
|
||||||
<p>It is easy to find.</p>
|
complication, or it’s just a partial success.</p>
|
||||||
<p>It is a large hole blasted deep into the ground. There are
|
<p>On a 6, full success!! Yay, you!!</p>
|
||||||
drills, and conveyor belts, earth moving machines, and all
|
<p>(When rolling multiple dice, you read the single highest
|
||||||
kinds of gadgets and gizmos, the purpose of which is not
|
roll.)</p>
|
||||||
always readily apparent. And there is a zip line that seems to
|
<p>Here’s where stuff gets fun. If you roll all sixes (so, 1
|
||||||
be the only way down to the bottom.</p>
|
six on a 1d6 roll, 2 sixes on a 2d6 roll, etc.) then you
|
||||||
<p>The site is absolutely teeming with gnomes. Diminutive
|
‘level up’ and get a new skill. The new skill A) is a subset
|
||||||
humanoids with bright red noses and long, long ears, and long,
|
of the skill/action you just performed and, B) increases that
|
||||||
nimble fingers. All gnomes are compulsive tinkerers and
|
skill by one.</p>
|
||||||
mechanics, and build fantastic contraptions. All gnomes are
|
<p>e.g. I challenge a mugwump to a pie eating contest and roll
|
||||||
women, and are all highly explosive. Which makes their
|
Do Anything 1. I roll a six, so I win the contest! And also I
|
||||||
combustion powered machines extremely dangerous, both for
|
gain a new skill, Belly Of Steel 2.</p>
|
||||||
themselves and for any unfortunate bystanders close enough to
|
<p>Finally, every time you fail a roll (by rolling 1 - 3) you
|
||||||
get caught in the blast.</p>
|
gain 1 experience point. You can spend 1 experience at any
|
||||||
<p>A gnome in a white hat comes running up to you. “You there!
|
time to turn any one die into a six <em>for the purposes of
|
||||||
Hey! Yes, you!”</p>
|
advancement</em>.</p>
|
||||||
<p>“Are you the retrieval team? We’ve been expecting you! The
|
<p>SO WHAT DOES THIS ALL MEAN???</p>
|
||||||
whole dig is halted because we accidentally blasted into a
|
<p>When you interact with the blahoblins, consider whether
|
||||||
whole nest of Kobits, and they won’t let us get near to keep
|
there is an element of risk. If so, roll the appropriate
|
||||||
digging! They keep sabotaging our machines when we try!”</p>
|
amount of dice (1, in this case) and include the result in
|
||||||
<p>“They also stole the Ginnarak Crystal that we found! That
|
your description. If it’s a success, describe the success. If
|
||||||
thing could have powered such glorious new machines!” She
|
it’s a partial success or a failure, just describe what you
|
||||||
pouts.</p>
|
do, and I’ll describe the complication, or how things get
|
||||||
<p>In the background, a gnome who had crawled half way into a
|
worse.</p>
|
||||||
coal bin in the side of some kind of excavator suddenly
|
|
||||||
scrambles quickly out, smoking, and runs around in circles in
|
|
||||||
a panic. Nearby gnomes dive out of the way as she erupts in a
|
|
||||||
small ball of fire. The gnomes wait for the smoke to clear and
|
|
||||||
then immediately return to working on the contraption.</p>
|
|
||||||
<p>The foreman continues talking to you as though nothing
|
|
||||||
happened. She leads you over to the edge of the hole and
|
|
||||||
points to the bottom.</p>
|
|
||||||
<p>“The entrance to their cave is right down there! The zip
|
|
||||||
line is the second fastest way down.”</p>
|
|
||||||
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
|
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<p><a
|
<p><a
|
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-07/msg00035.html">www</a></p>
|
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-07/msg00023.html">www</a></p>
|
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|
<title>00005 - gnomes</title>
|
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<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
|
<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
|
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<guid isPermaLink="false">meta - Tue, 23 Jul 2022 20:32:23
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<guid isPermaLink="false">00005 - gnomes - Tue, 25 Jul 2022
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<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2022 20:32:23 -0600</pubDate>
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|
<![CDATA[
|
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<h3 id="meta">META</h3>
|
<h3 id="section">00005</h3>
|
||||||
<p>This might be a good time to introduce the game
|
<blockquote>
|
||||||
mechanic.</p>
|
<p>As the blahoblins were packing up, Inky persuades Waistcoat
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<p>For the most part, if you say you do something, it just
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to sell a few small bottles of shoe polish, a roughly round
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happens.</p>
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piece of broken glass and scraps of cheesecloth from the
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<p>But if you want to do something risky, and/or if the
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mountain of debris previously on the ground. Inky rolls Do
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outcome is uncertain, you can roll a number of six-sided
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Anything 1 and rolls a 4.</p>
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<p>I’d like to try using the <em>Shoes in the Dark</em>
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<p>Inky successfully persuades Waistcoat to sell a few baubles
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rules:</p>
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and trinkets with the first roll of the game!</p>
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<p><a href="https://dozens.itch.io/shoes-in-the-dark"
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<p>They haggle back and forth a little bit, and Inky ends up
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class="uri">https://dozens.itch.io/shoes-in-the-dark</a></p>
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paying a little more than they wanted to, but they get all the
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<p>Basically, everybody currently has the skill “Do Anything
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stuff they wanted. Yay commerce!</p>
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1”, which means if you want to ‘do anything’, you can roll 1
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<p>Having concluded business, the blahoblins pack up and
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die.</p>
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disappear into the bushes toting their chair, cheese, and vat
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<p>On a 1 - 3, things go poorly. (And you gain 1 experience
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of polish.</p>
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point. More on that in a bit.)</p>
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<p>The sound of mechanical droning and periodic explosions
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<p>On a 4 - 5, you do the thing, but at a cost, or with a
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compel you forward to the dig site.</p>
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complication, or it’s just a partial success.</p>
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<p>It is easy to find.</p>
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<p>On a 6, full success!! Yay, you!!</p>
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<p>It is a large hole blasted deep into the ground. There are
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<p>(When rolling multiple dice, you read the single highest
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drills, and conveyor belts, earth moving machines, and all
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roll.)</p>
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kinds of gadgets and gizmos, the purpose of which is not
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<p>Here’s where stuff gets fun. If you roll all sixes (so, 1
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always readily apparent. And there is a zip line that seems to
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six on a 1d6 roll, 2 sixes on a 2d6 roll, etc.) then you
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be the only way down to the bottom.</p>
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‘level up’ and get a new skill. The new skill A) is a subset
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<p>The site is absolutely teeming with gnomes. Diminutive
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of the skill/action you just performed and, B) increases that
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humanoids with bright red noses and long, long ears, and long,
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skill by one.</p>
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nimble fingers. All gnomes are compulsive tinkerers and
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<p>e.g. I challenge a mugwump to a pie eating contest and roll
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mechanics, and build fantastic contraptions. All gnomes are
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Do Anything 1. I roll a six, so I win the contest! And also I
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women, and are all highly explosive. Which makes their
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gain a new skill, Belly Of Steel 2.</p>
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combustion powered machines extremely dangerous, both for
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<p>Finally, every time you fail a roll (by rolling 1 - 3) you
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themselves and for any unfortunate bystanders close enough to
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gain 1 experience point. You can spend 1 experience at any
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get caught in the blast.</p>
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time to turn any one die into a six <em>for the purposes of
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<p>A gnome in a white hat comes running up to you. “You there!
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advancement</em>.</p>
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Hey! Yes, you!”</p>
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<p>SO WHAT DOES THIS ALL MEAN???</p>
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<p>“Are you the retrieval team? We’ve been expecting you! The
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<p>When you interact with the blahoblins, consider whether
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whole dig is halted because we accidentally blasted into a
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there is an element of risk. If so, roll the appropriate
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whole nest of Kobits, and they won’t let us get near to keep
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amount of dice (1, in this case) and include the result in
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digging! They keep sabotaging our machines when we try!”</p>
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your description. If it’s a success, describe the success. If
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<p>“They also stole the Ginnarak Crystal that we found! That
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it’s a partial success or a failure, just describe what you
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thing could have powered such glorious new machines!” She
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do, and I’ll describe the complication, or how things get
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pouts.</p>
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worse.</p>
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<p>In the background, a gnome who had crawled half way into a
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coal bin in the side of some kind of excavator suddenly
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scrambles quickly out, smoking, and runs around in circles in
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a panic. Nearby gnomes dive out of the way as she erupts in a
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small ball of fire. The gnomes wait for the smoke to clear and
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then immediately return to working on the contraption.</p>
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<p>The foreman continues talking to you as though nothing
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happened. She leads you over to the edge of the hole and
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points to the bottom.</p>
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<p>“The entrance to their cave is right down there! The zip
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line is the second fastest way down.”</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-07/msg00023.html">www</a></p>
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-07/msg00035.html">www</a></p>
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<li><a href="#section-8" id="toc-section-8">00009</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-8" id="toc-section-8">00009</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-9" id="toc-section-9">00010</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-9" id="toc-section-9">00010</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-10" id="toc-section-10">00011</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-10" id="toc-section-10">00011</a></li>
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<li><a href="#section-11" id="toc-section-11">00012</a></li>
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</ul></li>
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</ul></li>
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<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
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<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
|
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<li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
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<li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
|
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@ -949,6 +950,80 @@ approaching, singing a sad cowboy song to itself.</p>
|
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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<p><a
|
||||||
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00001.html">www</a></p>
|
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-09/msg00001.html">www</a></p>
|
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|
<h3 id="section-11">00012</h3>
|
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<blockquote>
|
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<p>Harrumph I say as I billow out my mustache. I know exactly what this
|
||||||
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is, I’ve seen these silly terminals at the wizarding academy.
|
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|
Fascinating little babbles really, not that easy to use, and I find
|
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|
they’re easier to melt with a well placed fireball or two, but I think I
|
||||||
|
can get us past without that. Now I might need someone to cover for me
|
||||||
|
if that Kobit catches onto what I’m doing, and I’ll say the weird sword
|
||||||
|
is starting to creep me out a bit.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>Corraidhin approaches the terminal, cracks his knuckles, and enters:
|
||||||
|
1,$p</p>
|
||||||
|
</blockquote>
|
||||||
|
<p>The printer spits out a piece of paper:</p>
|
||||||
|
<pre><code>The door is Locked</code></pre>
|
||||||
|
<blockquote>
|
||||||
|
<p>Corraidhin stares at the paper. Well, that’s not right, the door’s
|
||||||
|
only partially closed. Preposterious thing.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>That’s okay, I know how to fix this.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>19 c there is no door, there never was, and never will be. Also the
|
||||||
|
Kobit guard forgot to tie his shoes. . w 1,$p</p>
|
||||||
|
</blockquote>
|
||||||
|
<p>The printer spits out a slip of paper.</p>
|
||||||
|
<pre><code>there is no door, there never was, and never will be. Also the Kobit guard forgot to tie his shoes.</code></pre>
|
||||||
|
<p>With a soft pop, the thick stone door vanishes.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>The sword at the bottom of the pool widens its eye in surprise.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>Nothing remains between you and the interior of the vault.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>Some light from the hall spills in and glints off what appears to be
|
||||||
|
a mound of gold, gems, and crystals. The rest of its contents are hidden
|
||||||
|
from view unless you venture inside.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>You can still hear the guard kobit in the passage, now whistling a
|
||||||
|
warbling, lamentful tune. It sounds dangerously close. Best get a move
|
||||||
|
on if you want to avoid a confrontation.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
|
||||||
|
<blockquote>
|
||||||
|
<p>While the wisened scholar inspects the vault door, Inky walks a few
|
||||||
|
steps from the antechamber to meet the Kobit guard, pressure gauge and
|
||||||
|
tiny notebook in hand. Inky proceeds to ask them about water flow sounds
|
||||||
|
in the surrounding area, water stains, signs of potential pests that
|
||||||
|
could damage the pipes, and other rather boring elements pertaining to
|
||||||
|
modern Basmentia burrow plumbing.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>After a while, seeing as they have been conversing for some time,
|
||||||
|
Inky pulls out two small bottles of chilled arrowroot beer from a waist
|
||||||
|
pouch and offers one to the Kobit guard.</p>
|
||||||
|
</blockquote>
|
||||||
|
<p>The big guard kobit’s eyes start to glass over as Inky goes on about
|
||||||
|
water pressure and structural integrity.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>But it does graciously accept a bottle arrowroot beer.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>“Well, golly, don’t mind if I do!” It cracks the lid off, toasts to
|
||||||
|
your health and takes a long swig.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>“Aaaaaaaah! That hits the spot!”</p>
|
||||||
|
<blockquote>
|
||||||
|
<p>Corraidhin absentmindedly inspects the terminal and door while Inky
|
||||||
|
converses with the guard. He’s utterly distracted and talking to
|
||||||
|
himself.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>By the gods, it’s gone. Just like that! I thought it’d fizzle or
|
||||||
|
something, but it’s gone! I wonder what else I can do with this
|
||||||
|
thing.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>Corraidhin wanders back to the terminal and enters another
|
||||||
|
command.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>19 c The wise and elderly Corraidhin is now a young and dashing
|
||||||
|
rogue, with a very nice hat. .</p>
|
||||||
|
</blockquote>
|
||||||
|
<p>The printer spits out a slip of paper:</p>
|
||||||
|
<pre><code>?</code></pre>
|
||||||
|
<p>Maybe the ed terminal only has jurisdiction over the door to the
|
||||||
|
vault.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>Or maybe the machine, the universe, or whatever, is telling you not
|
||||||
|
to push your luck.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>By now the big guard kobit, lulled by Inky’s questions and finally
|
||||||
|
sedated by the alcohol, is slumped and snoring softly in the mouth of
|
||||||
|
one of the twisty little passages.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>You stand before the open vault under the ever watchful gaze of the
|
||||||
|
sword at the bottom of the pool of water in the center of the room.</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>WHAT DO</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>
|
||||||
<p>
|
<p>
|
||||||
|
|
|
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