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title: 00033
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created: Mon, 07 Nov 2022 15:58:50 -0700
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updated: Wed, 09 Nov 2022 09:48:03 -0700
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public: yes
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syndicated: yes
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---
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### 00033 {#00033}
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> At Master Corraidhín's confirmation of the crystal's presence
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> within the shipwreck, Inky moves the bubblebee closer above the
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> opening in the hull, adjusting the angle of the headlights so that
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> a little more light falls over the gaping hole should the rest of
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> the party wish to enter the ship through it.
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>
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> Next, Inky pulls out some wasabi pears from their bag, biting into
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> one before dropping the others one at a time several paces apart,
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> starting near the bow of the ship in a trail until a few roll down
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> into the hole and land in a hollow thonks somewhere inside the
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> ship.
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>
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> Inky then settles near the opening, partly-eaten pear in hand and
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> waits for the source of the rustling sounds to emerge, if it
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> decides to emerge at all.
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From their vantage point, Inky sees a figure crawl up onto the deck
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of the ship through a hatch from somewhere below. It appears to be
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wearing a breathing bell and a vest of weighted sandbags similar to
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yours. It is carrying a bulky bundle tied to its waist by a cord.
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It freezes when it sees the merbear and the tardigrade on ship deck.
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But then the bears are teleported to safety a few meters from the
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inkling. The figure looks around curiously and shrugs. It casts off
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some sandbags and starts rising up through the water toward the happy
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manta ray and the restless horkusgrampus. It looks down in your
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direction as it goes. Its face is somewhat blurred and obscured by
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the breathing bell, but you see a glint of gold as the light of your
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bubblebee reflects off one of its eyes.
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> Ah ha! Our prize is near then. And it looks like that bolt forced
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> that squid monster thing back into its hole. Likely we'll be
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> alright to plum the depths here.
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>
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> Thank goodness our bears are safe, I should probably move them
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> somewhere out of harms way, just in case.
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>
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> ```
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> #!/bin/sh
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> safety=$(find /ocean/* -perm 644 | head -n 1)
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> for bear in merbear tardigrade; do
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> sudo usermod -a -G party $bear
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> sudo scp /ocean/shipwreck/$bear /ocean/$safety
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> sudo chown corraidhin:party /ocean/$safety
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> done
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> sudo chown -R 770 /ocean/$safety
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> ```
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>
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> That should ward them sufficiently, now only the party members can
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> come and go freely, and they're part of the party. I'm positive
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> nobody will complain, they might, but there won't be anymore bolt
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> mishaps this way at least..
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>
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> As Corraidhin finishes his relocation spell he creeps closer to the
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> hull of the ship. "Lets see what we're dealing with here.." he
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> sticks his head into the opening looking about inside the wreckage,
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> a small orb of light illuminates the tip of his right hand pointer
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> finger, and he uses it to carefully probe around the opening as
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> though it were a flash light.
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Corraidhín cautiously explores the breach in the hull of the SS RSS.
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You poke your head in and see the cargo hold of the ship. The remains
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of some of the ship crew are here, long since picked clean by ocean
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critters. Their bones are bleached white and they grin mirthlessly at
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you. They are nestled in and amongst the spilled contents of several
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large chests: jewelry, gold coins, precious stones litter the floor
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of the ship.
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You do not see any lumpy, multi-faceted, blue and gold crystal melon
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here.
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The ship is resting mostly on its side, so its sloping "floor" is
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actually the ship wall. The hatch up to the upper deck is to your
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right, and as you enter the hold, someone or something shuts the
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hatch closed.
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A skeleton by the hull entrance crawls forward, trying to block your
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exit. And two more start to claw themselves up and free of the ship's
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treasure, and they start to advance toward you.
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WHAT DO YOU DO
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[www](https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-11/msg00064.html)
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<li><a href="#00030" id="toc-00030">00030</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00031" id="toc-00031">00031</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00032" id="toc-00032">00032</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00033" id="toc-00033">00033</a></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="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
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</ul>
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</nav>
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<h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
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<p>Total length: 27323 words / 116 minute read.</p>
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<p>There have been 112 messages posted over 117 days since the first
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post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of .95.</p>
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<p>Total length: 27963 words / 119 minute read.</p>
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<p>There have been 115 messages posted over 119 days since the first
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post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of .96.</p>
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<h2 id="about">About</h2>
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
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email.</p>
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@ -3245,6 +3246,77 @@ trench.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-11/msg00060.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="00033">00033</h3>
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<blockquote>
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<p>At Master Corraidhín’s confirmation of the crystal’s presence within
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the shipwreck, Inky moves the bubblebee closer above the opening in the
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hull, adjusting the angle of the headlights so that a little more light
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falls over the gaping hole should the rest of the party wish to enter
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the ship through it.</p>
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<p>Next, Inky pulls out some wasabi pears from their bag, biting into
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one before dropping the others one at a time several paces apart,
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starting near the bow of the ship in a trail until a few roll down into
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the hole and land in a hollow thonks somewhere inside the ship.</p>
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<p>Inky then settles near the opening, partly-eaten pear in hand and
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waits for the source of the rustling sounds to emerge, if it decides to
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emerge at all.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>From their vantage point, Inky sees a figure crawl up onto the deck
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of the ship through a hatch from somewhere below. It appears to be
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wearing a breathing bell and a vest of weighted sandbags similar to
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yours. It is carrying a bulky bundle tied to its waist by a cord.</p>
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<p>It freezes when it sees the merbear and the tardigrade on ship deck.
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But then the bears are teleported to safety a few meters from the
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inkling. The figure looks around curiously and shrugs. It casts off some
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sandbags and starts rising up through the water toward the happy manta
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ray and the restless horkusgrampus. It looks down in your direction as
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it goes. Its face is somewhat blurred and obscured by the breathing
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bell, but you see a glint of gold as the light of your bubblebee
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reflects off one of its eyes.</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p>Ah ha! Our prize is near then. And it looks like that bolt forced
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that squid monster thing back into its hole. Likely we’ll be alright to
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plum the depths here.</p>
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<p>Thank goodness our bears are safe, I should probably move them
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somewhere out of harms way, just in case.</p>
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<pre><code>#!/bin/sh
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safety=$(find /ocean/* -perm 644 | head -n 1)
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for bear in merbear tardigrade; do
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sudo usermod -a -G party $bear
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sudo scp /ocean/shipwreck/$bear /ocean/$safety
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sudo chown corraidhin:party /ocean/$safety
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done
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sudo chown -R 770 /ocean/$safety</code></pre>
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<p>That should ward them sufficiently, now only the party members can
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come and go freely, and they’re part of the party. I’m positive nobody
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will complain, they might, but there won’t be anymore bolt mishaps this
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way at least..</p>
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<p>As Corraidhin finishes his relocation spell he creeps closer to the
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hull of the ship. “Lets see what we’re dealing with here..” he sticks
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his head into the opening looking about inside the wreckage, a small orb
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of light illuminates the tip of his right hand pointer finger, and he
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uses it to carefully probe around the opening as though it were a flash
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light.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>Corraidhín cautiously explores the breach in the hull of the SS RSS.
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You poke your head in and see the cargo hold of the ship. The remains of
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some of the ship crew are here, long since picked clean by ocean
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critters. Their bones are bleached white and they grin mirthlessly at
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you. They are nestled in and amongst the spilled contents of several
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large chests: jewelry, gold coins, precious stones litter the floor of
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the ship.</p>
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<p>You do not see any lumpy, multi-faceted, blue and gold crystal melon
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here.</p>
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<p>The ship is resting mostly on its side, so its sloping “floor” is
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actually the ship wall. The hatch up to the upper deck is to your right,
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and as you enter the hold, someone or something shuts the hatch
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closed.</p>
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<p>A skeleton by the hull entrance crawls forward, trying to block your
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exit. And two more start to claw themselves up and free of the ship’s
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treasure, and they start to advance toward you.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-11/msg00064.html">www</a></p>
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<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
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<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
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<dt>
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<li><a href="#00030" id="toc-00030">00030</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00031" id="toc-00031">00031</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00032" id="toc-00032">00032</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00033" id="toc-00033">00033</a></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="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
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</ul>
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</nav>
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<h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
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<p>Total length: 27323 words / 116 minute read.</p>
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<p>There have been 112 messages posted over 117 days since the first
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post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of .95.</p>
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<p>Total length: 27963 words / 119 minute read.</p>
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<p>There have been 115 messages posted over 119 days since the first
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post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of .96.</p>
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<h2 id="about">About</h2>
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
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email.</p>
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@ -3248,6 +3249,77 @@ trench.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-11/msg00060.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="00033">00033</h3>
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<blockquote>
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<p>At Master Corraidhín’s confirmation of the crystal’s presence within
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the shipwreck, Inky moves the bubblebee closer above the opening in the
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hull, adjusting the angle of the headlights so that a little more light
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falls over the gaping hole should the rest of the party wish to enter
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the ship through it.</p>
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<p>Next, Inky pulls out some wasabi pears from their bag, biting into
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one before dropping the others one at a time several paces apart,
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starting near the bow of the ship in a trail until a few roll down into
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the hole and land in a hollow thonks somewhere inside the ship.</p>
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<p>Inky then settles near the opening, partly-eaten pear in hand and
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waits for the source of the rustling sounds to emerge, if it decides to
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emerge at all.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>From their vantage point, Inky sees a figure crawl up onto the deck
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of the ship through a hatch from somewhere below. It appears to be
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wearing a breathing bell and a vest of weighted sandbags similar to
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yours. It is carrying a bulky bundle tied to its waist by a cord.</p>
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<p>It freezes when it sees the merbear and the tardigrade on ship deck.
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But then the bears are teleported to safety a few meters from the
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inkling. The figure looks around curiously and shrugs. It casts off some
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sandbags and starts rising up through the water toward the happy manta
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ray and the restless horkusgrampus. It looks down in your direction as
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it goes. Its face is somewhat blurred and obscured by the breathing
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bell, but you see a glint of gold as the light of your bubblebee
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reflects off one of its eyes.</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p>Ah ha! Our prize is near then. And it looks like that bolt forced
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that squid monster thing back into its hole. Likely we’ll be alright to
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plum the depths here.</p>
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<p>Thank goodness our bears are safe, I should probably move them
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somewhere out of harms way, just in case.</p>
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<pre><code>#!/bin/sh
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safety=$(find /ocean/* -perm 644 | head -n 1)
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for bear in merbear tardigrade; do
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sudo usermod -a -G party $bear
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sudo scp /ocean/shipwreck/$bear /ocean/$safety
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sudo chown corraidhin:party /ocean/$safety
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done
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sudo chown -R 770 /ocean/$safety</code></pre>
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<p>That should ward them sufficiently, now only the party members can
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come and go freely, and they’re part of the party. I’m positive nobody
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will complain, they might, but there won’t be anymore bolt mishaps this
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way at least..</p>
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<p>As Corraidhin finishes his relocation spell he creeps closer to the
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hull of the ship. “Lets see what we’re dealing with here..” he sticks
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his head into the opening looking about inside the wreckage, a small orb
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of light illuminates the tip of his right hand pointer finger, and he
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uses it to carefully probe around the opening as though it were a flash
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light.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>Corraidhín cautiously explores the breach in the hull of the SS RSS.
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You poke your head in and see the cargo hold of the ship. The remains of
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some of the ship crew are here, long since picked clean by ocean
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critters. Their bones are bleached white and they grin mirthlessly at
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you. They are nestled in and amongst the spilled contents of several
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large chests: jewelry, gold coins, precious stones litter the floor of
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the ship.</p>
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<p>You do not see any lumpy, multi-faceted, blue and gold crystal melon
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here.</p>
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<p>The ship is resting mostly on its side, so its sloping “floor” is
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actually the ship wall. The hatch up to the upper deck is to your right,
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and as you enter the hold, someone or something shuts the hatch
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closed.</p>
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<p>A skeleton by the hull entrance crawls forward, trying to block your
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exit. And two more start to claw themselves up and free of the ship’s
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treasure, and they start to advance toward you.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-11/msg00064.html">www</a></p>
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<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
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<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
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