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A prayer to spine

With the unnatural death of that sea beast, You have just witnessed a merciful act of Spine. She has no room for compassion. Laws are laws on whoever it may be. Without her authority, Chaos would swallow us all.

Most of the nobles like you are godless, why would they need the boon of the gods when they had everything already? The Matriarch herself tolerates their worship in Thernn. You had the same mentality until the damnable curse swept over. Perhaps your whole family was 'blessed' with this immortal soul, they couldn't just contain it like you do.

Your prayer had a small plea for forgiveness. A mistake that was not yours. Somehow, a small burden was been lifted. Spine listens like a heartless mother but a mother nonetheless.

Peril : Yellow exasperation of Spine has decreased (2->1)


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

>Drink the vial ( x1 Cage's blood)
A Temporary abatement

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

>Interact with your guardian
Still hiding in the engine room

>Speak with your first officer
He is slowly recovering

>Onwards!
Continue moving north

>Repair your ship
5 hull points for 1 supplies

>Other
What else?

>>3189877
>Rest in bed
Before the wound gets worse.
Damn Montse, couldn't even be a proper hive of scum and villainy where one can fence illegal goods.

>>3189877
>Rest in bed

>>3189877
>Rest in bed
Before it gets worse

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>>3189902
>>3189923
>>3189976
Recovery

Without a proper doctor, your crew did what they could. You were properly taken care of in your bed gorging food and bandages in a wasteful manner. Your drinks made these two sea-days pass in a jiffy.

You lost your Affliction: Injury (1->0)
You lost x4 supplies (total 5)

Your first officer has recovered too, his presence alone has improved the morale of your men.
You lost x3 madness (total 34)

The water turns yellow, a thick sludge slowing your ship to a crawl. You must be nearing Oyt, the giant Ashen fish from the outside world who had jumped to its demise. What caused it to be so afraid to dive into the corpse of Kyth? No one knows.

The Ministry of the divine particularities spent decades sealing this giant breach. The Hive bought it from The Matriarch when it first landed for almost nothing. She still holds a grudge against them for this deal; the endless flow of yellow tar has a lot of usages to be ignored. It is too costly to sever precious relations over a rotten bargain however.

Spinebound are the workforce here, that or any Subships outfitted with proper tools. Some parasites inside the Oyt are a notable threat to the tar collectors here.

Soul crates: 14
Supplies: 5
Dilation: 25/150
Madness: 34/150

>Drink the vial ( x1 Cage's blood)
A Temporary abatement

>Dock in Oyt's port
A horrible crawl

>Interact with your guardian
Still hiding in the engine room

>Speak with your first officer
Much better now

>Onwards!
Too much of a bother

>Repair your ship
5 hull points for 1 supplies

>Other
What else?

>>3190119
>Dock in Oyt's port
We need supplies

>>3190119
>Dock in Oyt's port
Worth checking out. Can just leave if there's nothing of interest.

>>3190119
>Dock in Oyt's port

>>3190156
>>3190161
>>3190252
Oyt

There wasn't much to see at the first glance. The Kerkit had left all the hard labor for the Spinebound. Subships resurfacing filled to the brim with yellow tar to sell for the Hive or Thernn. There was a small platform for the walking bones to dive in the utter darkness below. They return black as night with a full barrel strapped on their back where other normal ships can transport it elsewhere. The giant ribs of Oyt had a small shanty area... a place the fleshless workers can call home.

The men of wings weren't as efficient and participial as Humm. Their architecture are bizarre and too colourful wasting a lot of space and resources on nothing. They were thoughtful enough to number each area for convenience's sake.

CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY (All of your crew is your default)

>None
Better that way

>Some company
Mind the slicks

>Your guardian?
No where to be seen

>Your first officer
" Of course."

>Oyt-1
Where subships and Spinebound dive for fortune after having a permission first.

>Oyt-2
Where the post office and other Kerkit administrative structures are

>Oyt-3
Where few desolate shops are open, all tainted with tar and half empty.

>Oyt-4
Where The Spinebound rest and live among the skies

>Oyt-5
A strange observatory with a giant telescope near the eye socket.

>Leave
It is not worth it

>Other
So slow

>>3190372
First Oh woe is me
>efficient and practical as Humms
>"Of course"
AND
As it should be

>>3190372
>Some company

>Oyt-2
Can we send our port reports through here?

>>3190460
+1

>>3190460
>>3190488
Bells

Some Kerkit recognized you as a highborn the moment you stepped in Oty-2. The few Spinebound there averted their sockets away from you. Your Bloodline rarely mingles with commoners like these bar a few adventurous sorts. It felt nice, You still miss those carefree. You have hardship chained to your wrists in this constant endeavor. You must endure this unfair reality.

You recognize the bells ringings on top of the post office. Certain sounds at the perfect frequency can distract Cage , ignoring the barrier of space and time for small objects like documents and small inanimate objects. It allows said packages to 'teleport' to another resonating bell. Of course, the post office has their own ships for normal and cheaper deliveries.

The Kerkit main administrative building was a hollowed out teeth decorated with more of their oh so beloved colours. Both places weren't crowded. Good.

>Post office
Submit reports, recive and send letters

>The Hollowed Tooth
Ask for permissions and more

>Leave
Where to?

>Other
What else?

>>3190671
>receive

>>3190671
>Post office

>>3190724

For the pale office

Two Bloodcoats having a casual talk sprang out of their idleness and bowed to you, they shoved those in line aside for you. You spoke with an old clerk who was surprised to see you , a royalty, handling him some reports.

You lost Report: Station Lune
You lost Report: Station Montse

"I see nothing new..." He inserted the reports in a long brass tube on his right where it got sucked away to the bell room. He gave you the following:

x2 fuel
x2 supplies
x50 skins
You have gained a new contact ; The pale office (0->1 nothing special, you are like the rest of any roaming sea captain, less even . submit more reports and precious information to gain more favour.)


You would ask for soul crates but it is impossible to have anything else; always supplies, fuel and skins.

>The Hollowed Tooth
Ask for permissions and more

>Leave
Where to?

>Other
What else?

i guess that it for today. Thank you for your participation, friends. You are the best.

>>3190737
>Other
>Oyt-5

>>3190737
>Other
>Oyt-5

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>>3192240
>>3192358
The Observatory

So this is an observatory, You have never seen one yourself, only saw pictures of it. They provide a massive aid to the Ministry of Divine Particularities in their never ending search for any cracks in the skies. This one was a three floored tower with a giant brass telescope. The magnification on that thing must be incredible.

Hardly attended for , that one. You saw various cracks in the outer walls with most of the paint already peeled off revealing rust and ruin. This observatory has no right standing upright, it should have crumbled under its heavy weight long ago. It was only place with a patch of flora in Oyt. Not even natural ones; Carnivorous plants growing from the bony ground, small but with an array of sharp teeth ready to decimate any unwanted intruder. They barked the second you stepped closer to the observatory.

A small window was opened in the second floor, you saw a glaring eye assessing the situation. It quickly retreated to the darkness inside before you heard a sharp whistle which made the plants docile again.

The individual behind the large metal door spent minutes unlocking it ; simple locks, chains and even combination ones. A man with a mad eye and frizzled white hair showed himself. He tripped over as he was quickly rushing to meet you, his poor gait didn't help either.

His left arm kept twitching as he spoke "Who do i owe this pleasure? Has the ministry taken pity on a poor, pooor soul like me? I told them i had enough with the unwashed men they send each and every single damn time! No, no, no..you are not one of them. You are...pretty a-and soft but sickened to the core like poor ol me!" He exclaimed. His mad eye squints at disgust at your company "We'll take it inside, leave your hounds with mine. They'll get along just fine."

>Go with the Obscene Portraitist, alone.
You'll go along.

>Refuse parting away from you men.
They'll go wherever you go.

>Just leave
You have no time for mad men like him

>Other
Dangerous cracks.

>>3193043
>Refuse parting away from you men.

>>3193043
>>Refuse parting away from you men
My men aren't hounds

>>3193139
>>3193080
Denied

"No man steps in my home, castle, sanctuary!" A burst of anger escaped his lips "LEAVE, never to return! Take your hair with you, I won't need it. i won't , i won't!" The man quickly returned to the safety of the observatory locking his door tightly. His bloodthirsty plants continued to bark , their teeth are longing for a sizable bite or two. You are not welcomed anymore.


>Oyt-1
Where subships and Spinebound dive for fortune after having a permission first.

>Oyt-2
Where the post office and other Kerkit administrative structures are

>Oyt-3
Where few desolate shops are open, all tainted with tar and half empty.

>Oyt-4
Where The Spinebound rest and live among the skies

>Leave Oyt
You had enough

>Other
what else?

>>3193206
>>Oyt-3
Shame. I was interested to see what makes him so obscene.
Try to sell the marrow wine.

>>3193223
Dry business

A single fractured strip of Oyt bone housed a couple of shops connected to the head via a long wooden bridge. An afterthought you would presume. Most were already closed for good with no sane person to buy them. Some spinebound sat on the dusty benches silently wallowing in their own sorrows waiting to get hired for the usual dirty deed. The few shop owners around were exclusively Kerkit, too stubborn to abandon their spot and start somewhere else. You searched for outlets which might have something worthwhile for you. Not much.

>Winking Larvae
"Tar-free food and fuel for your sea-days! please buy something..."

>Soaked Bones
"We serve drinks for our kind, Fleshy ones are welcome too."

>Queen's pawns
"You find it, we buy it. Everything and everything."

>Perhaps not
So abandoned.

>Other
What else?

>>3193288
>owns sorrows and waiting

>>3193297
>own

>>3193288
>>Soaked Bones
They could use some wine

>>3193288
>Soaked Bones

>>3193307
Empty chairs

A Spinebound Kerkit for a bartender? Well that is a first. Normally, they are Humm whom Spine has stilled them among the living to fulfill a purpose whatever it maybe. Their skin and flesh rot but not the bones, that is why the Spinebound peel them away the first chance they get.

You find it weird to see them eating and drinking with no belly to hold the food, it simply floats there before vanishing some time later. Is this out of necessity? Or perhaps a reminder of a distant joy of life lost?

Regardless, you approached the hollowed Spinebound offering to sell Marrowine "Ah good, I was running low already. Not the best of quality but my regulars won't mind a chunk or two in their drinks..."

You lost x5 Casks of Rough Marrowine
You gained x150 skins (total 3550)

"Do me a solid favor and buy something? Or take a few of my regulars with you. By spine, they miss the sea."

>Buy something
"Yeah i got a few drinks for you."

>Ask for some rumors [10-20 skins]
Something less mundane than yellow tar, please

>Sit with the skeletal drunkards , speak of the sea [-1 Fleeting memory]
They long for it.
A Tongue challenge

>Spook their bones with a tale of terror! [-1 Dreadful Recollections]
Will they rattle?
A Tongue challenge

>Hire some crewmen [1=30 skins]
Back to the sea with you
Note: Spinebound crewmen consumes supplies at a slower rate and are harder to inflict madness upon. But they are more prone to dilation and their chilling presence will increase madness of other humm crewmen

>Leave
Somewhere else

>Other
Orbless sockets

>>3193456
>speak of the sea
And
> hire some crewmen

>>3193463
Support.

>>3193456
>speak of the sea

>>3193456
>speak of the sea

>>3193463
>>3193508
>>3193515
>>3193521


They turn with skinless necks towards you , a welcomed shift in the air. what do have to say?

>get more than 32 from 1d100, four rolls due to high tongue

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>3193526

>>3193526
>do you

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>3193526

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>3193526

>>3193532
>>3193569
>>3193570
one more roll please.

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>3193592

>>3193532
>>3193570
>>3193569
>>3193602

Bones on deck

The sea is cruel yet it is our livelihood. Your words alone convinced some Spinebound to abandon a life of tar for a long awaited return the sea.You had a fit coughing out of nowhere, you stare at your napkin: Black blood, cold and lifeless.

A spinebound looks at the discarded napkin but says nothing, choosing to continue his meal in silence.

You have gained x5 crew (spinebound) (total 38/50)
You have lost x1 fleeting Memories


>Buy something
"Yeah i got a few drinks for you."

>Ask for some rumors [10-20 skins]
Something less mundane than yellow tar, please

>Return to the ship. End the day.
You are feeling ill.

>Spook their bones with a tale of terror! [-1 Dreadful Recollections]
Will they rattle?
A Tongue challenge

>Hire some crewmen [1=30 skins]
Back to the sea with you
Note: Spinebound crewmen consumes supplies at a slower rate and are harder to inflict madness upon. But they are more prone to dilation and their chilling presence will increase madness of other humm crewmen

>Leave
Somewhere else

>Other
Orbless sockets

>>3193648
>fit of coughs

>>3193648
Hire some crewmen

We need more dudes

>>3193648
>Hire some crewmen
7

>>3193709
>>3193713
Welcome aboard

You gave some of the idle Spinebounds a new purpose. Now the Alabaster is more lively again, the duties will be evenly distributed.

You lost 210 skins (total 3340 )
You gained x7 crew (total 45/50)

Your head was spinning, Your immortal soul is sapping strength from your body. With no other choice, You returned to the ship seeking her comfort for the rest of the day.

1/2

>>3193709
>>3193713
13th of July 1793
A new dawn

Your night was restless, largely due to pain churning inside you. The air was tense between your original crew and the new addition. This aura of mistrust will disappear soon enough ; The hardships of the sea shall make them the best of friends.

>Drink the vial (x1 Cage's blood)
Will it stop the pulsating pain?

>Repair the ship
5 hull points for 1 supplies

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

>Leave the port
Onwards to Sungraves

>Interact with your guardian
He finally showed up

>Speak with your first officer
Already speaking with the new crewmen

>Oyt
Where do you want to go? [choose company + location >>3190372]

>Other
What else?

I will be back in an hour.

>>3193845
>Oyt-3
Find supplies.

>>3193845
>Drink the vial (x1 Cage's blood)
Then go to Oyt-3, sell illegal skins at queen's pawns

>>3193924
Support

>>3193910
>>3193924
>>3193994
back again, continuing.

>>3193910
>>3193924
>>3193994
A surge

You drank the blood of cage, it exploded inside your veins, you had the endurance of a thousand pale officer. The still black heart of yours had turned into a bellowing engine pumping blood at ludicrous speed. You are more than alive! You could take on the whole world!!!

You have gained Boon: Cage's blood (your heart stat will increase to 10 in any heart challenge with trivial ones (green) being automatically winnable for a limited time.)

With your whole crew, you went to Oyt-3 again. You were more than an inconvenience to everyone around and so you were forced to send some of your men back the Alabaster.

You went to the Queen's pawn, a small shop at the farthest tip of the strip, sloshes of yellow
tar constantly clashing with its walls.

A hunched Spinebound with a single arm and a horrible fashion sense sprang out of his folding chair in jubilation "Welcome ! Welcome! Mind the tar!"

Some of your company had to wait outside due to how tiny his shop was, nothing was actually on display apart from useless junks of different sizes.

As your were showing him the unprocessed skin , he rudely interrupted you "Ssssssssh! What are you doing?! you'll get us both in trouble!" He peeked his head outside "Look, fleshy, you better off selling it in that rat island down south. There are two big name fencers somewhere about. One's in that bloated Mont woman and the other guy is a Skin wearer deep inside them crystals."

He kept peeking his head back and forth, paranoia was overtaking him "By Spine, I am honest merchant with honest goods but things here are more drier than a my old bones. I...i'll do you good and buy it for 300 skins. I can give you a fairer price with other LEGAL goods and treasures, my lady."

>Sell a batch of unprocessed skins for 300 skins
You are not coming back to that place.

>Keep it. Offer something else instead [ Any goods or treasure]
You wont get rid of it that easily.

>Leave
waste of time

>Other
What else?

>>3194222
>>Sell a batch of unprocessed skins for 300 skins
we wont be going back to the rat island in a long while.

>>3194222
>Sell a batch of unprocessed skins for 300 skins

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>>3194269
>>3194387
Done

"If you'll excuse me, I got me some cleaning...to do." The spinebound closed shop shortly afterwards. This illegal burden is now his to bear.

You lost goods : x1 a batch of unprocessed skins
You gained x300 skins (total: 3540)

As you were leaving, Someone was waiting for you. It was the same Spinebound from yesterday who eyed you after half coughing yourself to death. He wore a patched leather coat , tattered more below his thin waist.

"Madam, I believe any Sea captain should have a man of medicine on board. I saw you and your illness eating you bit by bit. Without me, you won't stand a chance." He looked to his right and left "I see no competition around. So here is the deal, 1500 skins for my upmost dedication in keeping you alive. Let me save lives, yours on top. " He puffed some smoke in confidence, packed up and ready. His small luggage was way more fancy than his attire.


>Ask him a question [specify]
"What question? I though my terms are clear"

>Pay 1500 for the Emaciated Physician
A tempting offer

>Refuse
His services is unneeded.

>Other
What else?

>>3194507
>Ask him a question
Can we have his stats?

>>3194507
oh woe is me
>more tattered below
>Services are
as it should be
>>3194538
only after hiring his services

>>3194507
>Pay 1500 for the Emaciated Physician

>>3194544
Too bad. Hire him then, having a skeletal doctor is cool.

>>3194507
>Pay 1500 for the Emaciated Physician

>>3194605
>>3194637
>>3194641

More Bones

"Haven't doubt your choice for a moment, When you are done tarrying around, come and see me in my would-be sterile room;I believe you are due an examination. "

You lost x1500 skins (total 2040)

Emaciated Physician

+2 Mind
-2 Sea blood
-1 Tongue
-a small chance to save grievously injured crewmen from death


>Return to the ship
You Doctor is yet to examine you

>Go to one of the shops here [specify]
Unfinished business

>Go somewhere else?
What will it be?

>Other
What else?

>>3194680
>Return to the ship

>>3194680
>>Return to the ship

>>3194772
>>3194703
To the Alabaster

The Emaciated Physician bossed everyone around to clear a room for him and his equipment. He just kept pulling one after another from his small briefcases. In a few hours, The Alabaster had a small sick bay and a lab. His haughty altitude reminded you of yourself in a way.

"I do like this ship, It suits my needs perfectly. Now stand still, this may sting a little." You didn't feel his needle at all as he drew more of your black blood with his syringe. He spent the next hour studying your blood sample under the microscope, writing what seemed to be random notes and scribbles.

"This is stillblood with no coagulant factors, by all rational means, i shouldn't be speaking with you. You should be dead long ago."

There was no way going around it. You had to tell him the nature of your blight "Yes, yes, I see. I knew it had to do with the Matriach and her 'true' immortality. In a fashion, I am an immortal man myself. All the Spinebound technically are. I did all i could imagine in the last two centuries..it is time i find my purpose that is still binding me to this life." He lit another cigarette " I got nothing to counter your past/future immortal soul but if i can get my hands on a little something, i maintain your body long enough for you to find a cure."

You have discovered the oddity needed to increase the heart stats by the Emaciated Physician : Experimental formulas

1/2

>>3194703
>>3194772
14th of July 1793
A new dawn

A ruckus has woken you up from a somewhat peaceful dream. Your guardian is not fond from the recent influx of walking bones and your new doctor in particular. It snatched his toe away when he was sleeping early in the morning. It got a laugh out of you watching him chasing the rather dexterous bat , cursing it to no end.


CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY

>None
You are almost done with the place

>Some company
You have to get used to your new skeletal guards

>Your guardian?
A bit vexed from having to give up on the toe

>You first officer
His friendly altitude doesn't work on the ship's doctor

>Your doctor
"Just when i was settling in...fine. I suppose i can help you around here."

AND

>Oyt-1
Where subships and Spinebound dive for fortune after having a permission first.

>Oyt-2
Where the post office and other Kerkit administrative structures are

>Oyt-3
Where few desolate shops are open, all tainted with tar and half empty.

>Oyt-4
Where The Spinebound rest and live among the skies

>Oyt-5
You are not welcomed here.

>Leave
To the north!

>Other
what else?

Soul crates: 14
Supplies: 8
Dilation: 24/150
Madness: 29/150

>>3194914
>Leave
Off to Sungraves we go

>>3194914
>Leave

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>>3194933
>>3194970
To the Sungraves

SD-1 : The sludge of yellow has been left behind. Your aiming was starting to get a wee better against seagulls, the Emaciated Physician felled one from the air using an antique crossbow. He said something about preserving organs before shutting the door behind him. Strange. Just how old is he?

SD-2 : Your skeletal crew hid inside like little babes during the night. They said something about strong dilation in the air. You had to consult your doctor about this; maybe they agreed to mess with you. Sadly, he agreed with them. They'll work double tomorrow....


"Spine's mercy, Plague ridden rats!" A spinebound has spotted a tiny boat filled with hundreds of small Verminians all foaming a bluish substance, all eager to jump at your ship and wreak havoc.

Soul crates: 13
Supplies: 7
Dilation: 25/150
Madness: 33/150

>Form a line, FIRE! FIRE!
Before it is too late!
A Teeth challenge

>Pour the extract, Quick! [x1 Verminian extract]
This should keep them away.

>Decimate the boat with a volley
Take no chances

>Other
"Gnaw, Gnaw, Gnaw, rot, Gnaw..."

i guess that it for today. Thank you for your participation, friends. You are the best.

>>3195033
>>Form a line, FIRE! FIRE!

>>3195033
>Decimate the boat with a volley
Side weapons only, it should be enough

>>3195033
>Form a line, FIRE! FIRE!

>>3195033
>Form a line, FIRE! FIRE!

>>3195247
>>3195286
>>3195292
>>3195454

Their sheer numbers mounts to nothing compared to your hail of your bullets, Flesh and bone aim their rifles towards the rabid threat ready to give them hell.

>get more than 49 from 1d100, three rolls due to low teeth

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>3196262

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>3196262

>>3196264
>>3196280
one more roll please.

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>3196262
Here.

>>3196264
>>3196280
>>3196293
Catastrophe

From the still sea, a horrible wave has slammed the rickety boat to the Alabaster. While most of the Verminians were either crushed during impact or got riddled with bullets, dozens have made it on board. Some chose to gnaw your crew while the more intelligent ones squeezed themselves through pipes and slits towards any food they could find, soiling it with a plethora of contagious diseases.

When this unfortunate charade was over, you ordered corpses and tainted food to be jettisoned. The last thing you would want in your ship is a plague. You no longer full this burden that coiled around your soul ever since you were in station Montse


Peril : Yellow exasperation of Spine is gone! (1->0)
You lost 5 hull points 150/200
You lost x4 supplies (total 3)
You lost x4 crew ( total: 41/50 1 saved by the Emaciated physician)

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

>Interact with your guardian
Too coward to involve itself in actual fighting

>Speak with the First office.
"Madam, We are low on supplies..."

>Speak with the Emaciated Physician
"Is this really necessary? You are ruining my focus."

>Repair the ship
5 hull points for 1 supplies

>Onwards!
So close..

>Other
What else?

>>3196339
>Onwards
Low on supplies can't dawdle around.

>>3196339
>Onwards!

>>3196339
>Speak with the first office.

>>3196339
>Onwards

>>3196353
>>3196358
>>3196366
>>3196404
The Sungraves

Alas, on your third Sea-day you have reached your destination. Your doctor speaks of Kelige, an Ancestral Kerkit who chose to die here under the cracks of Kyth. The unnatural rays of the so called sun shimmers on the Kelige's wings. The Ministry of Divine Particularities has allowed some cracks to remain unsealed, perhaps to honor the relation between the two races. A rare benevolence shown by the Matriarch.

The smaller island to the west was shelled by the Vieer. A rare mixture of giant and ancient trees enduring the malignant crystalline growth. Still fatal as ever to non Kythians.

There wasn't much to behold ashore. A few small huts for the pilgrims or for the families of the dead. The only notable two structures under the chain of mountains were the harbor and the marrowstone quarry (and its processing winery)

These snowy chains of mountains held the body of ancestral Kerkit, a perilous path would lead you to the top where a small temple shines brightly. At the very bottom were the graves of the winged which were oddly marked by a single forearm sticking from the salt-tainted soil, usually clutching an item of sorts.

A lighthouse was built on the far east of the main island, staving off nearby ships from the shards surrounding the smaller island which will find no trouble in sinking unwary ships.

1/2

>>3196353
>>3196358
>>3196366
>>3196404
2nd of August 1793

The place looks miserable enough, The Matriarch should have bought it long ago but the Kerkit will never abandon their spiritual ways. A trio of special Kerkits were waiting for your arrival, These ancestral guards had a galling set of stings along each arm, they retracted it like a sword should they need them. Furthermore, they had an unsettling trunk-like proboscis extended from their masked faces, almost as long as their arms. Its porous nature allowed it to sniff everything about like hounds on wings.

They were quite polite actually, humbling asking for 20 skins per day starting from tomorrow. Seems way more reasonable than the bastards at Station Montse.

Soul crates: 12
Supplies: 7
Dilation: 27/150
Madness: 38/150


CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY

>None
You walk alone today

>Some company
There are hardly anyone outside

>Your First officer
The low supplies worries him

>Your Guardian
It writes more gibberish on the dusty floor

>Your Doctor
"Me? Don't you have better things to do other than dragging me about?"

AND

>Wander around
You don't see any shops but who knows what you'll find.

>To the Harbor...
Repairs, other assortment of ship services

>Have your First officer write a report on the Sungraves
Where the winged accept their fate...
Note: Each report worth more after exploring ports and gathering enough information for the Pale office. Mundanity is not profitable

>The graves, the silence of the dead
No walls or gates to stop you.

>To the perilous summit, where the ancestral Kerkit lies under the cracks.
A heart challenge

>Explore the outskirts
The land is tainted by salt. No plants or animals on sight. Only The subtle warnings of the lighthouse.

>The winery
You cold buy some Marrowine from the main source itself, may be more.

>[LOCKED] Reach the smaller island [Must have any Kythian Glasship]
You lack this one.

>Other
what else?

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>>3196505

>>3196505
First officer.
The outskirts.

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>>3196513
map has been updated so nothing is crammed up

>>3196505
>>3196543
seconded

>>3196543
>>3196596
The Outskirts

With the Charred devil, you head to silent outskirts. He was too protective of you with his sword already drawn. There used to be a small town there, only its ruined foundations are hidden under salt and unyielding soil. A calamity from the past has turned this place to a forgotten memory

Strange piles of green stones dotted the area. All had circles of pebbles around them marked with scratches. A religious symbol perhaps?

The lighthouse shines from the far shore. Its gentle light is a beacon for a wicked danger below.

>Sleep under the shimmering light [-1 supplies]
It is quiet peace out there, your first officer will protect you from any harm

>Knock them down, revel in unwanted chaos
You'll leave a mark of your own
A heart challenge

>Meditate next to the pile
A soothing aura surrounds them. Close your eyes, breathe...
An eye challenge
A Mind challenge

>Take a stone or two with you
It looks profitable to you.

>Reach the lighthouse
Why not?

>Explore the town in ruins
What shall you find?
A sea blood challenge

>Leave the outskirts
Where to?

>Other
So distant from the rest of the world...

>>3196677
>you headed
>it is quiet and peaceful

>>3196677
>Meditate next to the pile

>>3197156
Not from here

You sat within the circle of pebbles, The Charred devil watching over as you closed your eyes. The small green pebbles dance in hushed tones; You could almost sense a presence of sorts.

>get more than 123 from a 1d200, best out of four due to the highest skill (mind)

i guess that it for today. Thank you for your participation, friends. You are the best.

Rolled 142 (1d200)

>>3197239

Rolled 76 (1d200)

>>3197239

Rolled 189 (1d200)

>>3197239

Rolled 123 (1d200)

>>3197239

>>3197253
>>3197261
>>3197275
>>3197483
A vision

Your eyes are closed yet you see everything. A vision from the past. A town of husks; men and women of iron swimming in their own sorrow. Contraptions and Machinations you do not understand, clearly more advanced than anything the Matriarch could offer.

You walk down this memory hearing and seeing more that could not interpret, then you see a familiar face.... a naked one. Kythians. A savage force more primal and barbaric than the current skin wearers. they swooped in leaving none alive. The men of iron could not fend against large numbers despite their advancements.

They pray to the goddess of iron - the murderer of Kyth- before their delicious cogs were spilled . The town is burnt to the ground, centuries has passed within a blink of an eye. You open your eyes, a new knowledge is instilled within you.

You gained x20 Dilation (Total 47)
You lost x20 madness (Total 18)
An occurrence: Of Iron tongues has changed (0->1 You have the slightest insight on the language of the forgotten Husks)

>Sleep under the shimmering light [-1 supplies]
It is quiet and peaceful out there, your first officer will protect you from any harm

>Reach the lighthouse
Why not?

>Explore the town in ruins
What shall you find?
A sea blood challenge

>Leave the outskirts
Where to?

>Other
So distant from the rest of the world...

>>3197857
>>Reach the lighthouse

>>3197857
Reach lighthouse

>>3197862
>>3197886
The lighthouse

Together, you approached the lighthouse where you saw three Kerkits working outside on various tasks, The youngest of them squealed in anticipation "Ma! Ma! We got visitors!"

The mother of three opened the door slowly, reveling a terrible amalgamation of Humm-Kerkit hybrid; small wings around her elongated neck, antennae sprouting from one of many useless eye sockets and multiple half-fuses legs. A testament on why crossbreeding should never exist between Humm and Kerkit.

"O-oh, Afternoon...I-is that red or green hair?"

"Red Ma! Red!" The second of her children replied.

"Aaaah, You must have dinner with us, stranger. It is no banquet but i insist! We get so few visitors up here.,,, The pilgrims purposely ignore us while I save their lives with..with.." A strenuous cough overwhelmed her, acidic sludge trailing from her maligned mouth. "Come on in! Don't be shy , you."

>Mock her pathetic existence
A freak, A mistake. How dare she show her ugly face to a royalty?!
A Tongue challenge

>Accept her invitation
You haven't eaten anything all day

>Politely refuse
You don't have the highest hope in whatever she is cooking

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

>Other
The children are sure thrilled to have you around

>>3197901
>Mock her pathetic existence

>>3197901
>Mock her pathetic existence

>>3197901
>Ask her a question
Save their lives with what?

Guys, come on.

>>3197921
Supporting this

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3197908
>>3197916
>>3197921
>>3197930

1=mock
2= ask

>>3197908
>>3197916
>>3197921
>>3197930

Ah, your once favorite pastime. ever since you were a little child, you enjoyed humiliating your servants with cruel, cruel words. The best thing about doing so was their overall helplessness; nothing they could do to stop you.

> Get more than 13 from 1d100, four rolls due to high tongue.

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>3197937

>>3197937
Why do we have to be mean guys ): i thought being cast out would teach us not too.

>>3197937
I refuse to roll on this.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>3197937
Just staying true to character folks

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>3197937

>>3197937
>three rolls due to average tongue (-2 tongue from charred devil)

>>3197939
>>3197949
Guys, this might have been a Major lead. Why did you blew It Up?

>>3197939
>>3197942
>>3197944
>>3197949
>>3197955
Poison

The smile on the Kerkit children has vanished as you pelted their crossbreed mother with rather hurtful words, Whatever faith she had in you is now lost "W-why would you say that? What have we done to you?? Arrogant, puffed up meatslab. You have no place at my table."

The charred devil remained neutral, his eyes were monitoring the winged children.

>Press on the verbal wound even more
A pus riddled maggot, A horrible offense to Humm and Kerkit alike
A tongue challenge

>Leave
You are more than satisfied

>Other
What else?

>>3197965
>Leave

>>3197962
There hateful ):

>>3197965
>press on
Sunk cost fallacy ahoy

>>3197965
Apologize. Say that your sickness makes you cranky. That Was uncalled for.

>>3197981
Actually i change my vote to this.

>>3197975
>>3197981
>>3197985

Well, the look on her children forced you to reconsider your words. You spoke about how common it was for close family members with the sanguine circle curse each other as a wicked form of greeting. You first officer was puzzled by your words but he chose not to add anything further.

>get more than 75 in 1d100 , three rolls due to average tongue.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>3197989

Rolled 1 (1d1)

>>3197989
Lets try not to be total fuckups

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>3197994
Whops

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>3197989

>>3197993
>>3197994
>>3197996
sorry i had an unexpected nap
Accepted

"If you put it that way..." your sweet tongue undid its mistake. You had to accept her invitation after this fiasco.

Her home was nothing much, the simplest (perhaps the poorest) way of life, scraping by each and every day. Wooden toys were scattered aplenty. The walls had scribbles as well of different people. Those children sure have quite the imagination.

It wasn't long before the dinner was ready. A delicious stew with a smell that filled the whole light house. It was on par with that of the glorious cook even. Despite her heinous appearance, The crossbreed had a lot of interesting things to say. Her husband used to run the lighthouse before he died on his way to the summit leaving her with a family to feed on her own. She do what she can to keep her children well fed and happy.

You have gained an oddity: x2 inconspicuous rumors
You have gained an oddity : x1 Yearning memories

Old memories of time spent on land, An anchor for sailors in the lonesome sea.


You finished the dinner with a full stomach, your first officer had bread and water only "I'll have something ready for your devil man, he barely ate a thing!"

>Yes, we would love to.
More food never hurts

>Oh, that enough...
you won't want to spoil your crew with food they'll never experience twice

>Ask her a question
What will it be ?

>Other
Innocent scribbles...

>>3198112
>Yes, we would love to.
>Innocent scribbles...

>>3198112
>we would love to

>>3198112
>Ask her a question
Time, who in this island would know about time and cage?

>>3198112
>Oh that's enough.

>>3198115
>>3198132
Breaking Da rules to save time

>>3198142
>>3198156


More food

The crossbreed only asks to return her old pots the next time you dock here.

You gained x2 supplies (total 5)

"Cage? You mean Ikert? You Humms have plain ways of naming the divines, almost insul..." Another cough swallowed the rest of her sentence "There is a time mender near the harbor. The Ancestral priestess of Kelige can help you..." There was a coughless pause "...no, you don't look like you could survive our pilgrimage. Your devil man isn't safe from the perils of the mountain either. Don't go for the summit."

You yawned, quickly apologizing for it " Oh, don't be. Why don't you spend the night with us? You can return to your mighty ship early in the morning. I have heard of pilgrims disappearing in the outskirts during nightfall. Death is so common in here."

>Yes...
You ate too much, a good sleep will do

>Another time.
You wouldn't want to keep your crew waiting

>Other
What else

>>3198161
>yes

Hey guys lets be nice and give her like 200 skins dor her troubles

>>3198161
>Another time.
We have the devil

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3198162
>>3198170
1=yes
2=another time

>>3198161
>Yes
Don't give anything though

i haven't notice it until now but here is the proper link for known goods and treasures, sorry.
https://pastebin.com/H2jUesiU

>>3198162
>>3198170
>>3198219

"Sleep well Madam." Your charred devil sat on the floor, his sword half drawn as you delved into a deep sleep.

_________________

14th of July 1793
A new dawn

You woke up, still satisfied from yesterday's meal. A nice breakfast was waiting for you, some eggs and blackmeat, it smelled awful and looked unappealing but its tasted great. The flesh of squidmen, she says. It is harder to go and hunt them down in the smaller isle with the crystalline growth and all but it is worth it every time.

Again, you thanked her for the hospitality and went back to your ship. True, It did take some time but it was a safer alternative. Two ancestral guards have been in the Alabaster according to your doctor asking for the docking fee. You sent one of your crewmen with the skin needed.

You lost x20 skins (total 2020)

Soul crates: 12
Supplies: 4
Dilation: 47/150
Madness: 17/150
2020 skins


CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY

>None
Not the finest of ideas

>Some company
You will feel much better this way

>Your First officer
He hasn't sleep at all since yesterday.

>Your Guardian
It keeps pointing at the smaller isle tapping the glass for attention

>Your Doctor
"If you insists, I really prefer my lab if that was not obvious."

AND

>Your ship
You have other matters to attend to first

>Wander around
This time mender should be somewhere around

>To the Harbor...
Repairs, other assortment of ship services

>Have your First officer write a report on the Sungraves
The tale of husks is worth something
Note: Each report worth more after exploring ports and gathering enough information for the Pale office. Mundanity is not profitable

>The graves, the silence of the dead
No walls or gates to stop you.

>To the perilous summit, Where this ancestral priestess sleeps.
A heart challenge

>Explore the outskirts
The land is tainted by salt. No plants or animals on sight. Only The subtle warnings of the lighthouse.

>The winery
You cold buy some Marrowine from the main source itself, may be more.

>[LOCKED] Reach the smaller island [Must have any Kythian Glass ship]
You lack this one.

>Other
what else?

>>3198283
>wander
>some company

Tell our first officer to get some sleep

>>3198283
Your guardian.
The graves.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3198291
>>3198312
1=wander
2=graves

>>3198291
>>3198312
Shriveled wings

The flashy colours of the Kerkit were nowhere to be found, everything was drab and minimal in appearance. The pilgrims are huddled together in small circles. Hush tones, silent sorrows. The largest of these circles had crumbling salt-taken Marrowstone statues. Four to be exact, each resembling a certain aspect of Kyth.

The children are having fun in an abandoned fountain, dry and useless.. Next to them was a giant Kerkit, a pulsating mass with many stubby limbs She had a tight circle of pilgrims and mourners. Some were crying, Other were praying.

>Attend a funeral
One is in progress right now

>Pray to the statue of Ikert
Or cage. It doesn't have many around it

>Pray to the statue of Tirke
Few hardened Kerkit praying in silence.

>Pray to the statue of Eikk
Hollowed shells and skeletons chanting around it

>Pray to the statue of Keit
There are some sea captains around this one

>Find the time mender
shouldn't be too hard
A sea blood challenge

>Approach the giant Kerkit
You are curious.

>Other
What else?

>>3198403
>Find the time mender

>>3198403
Find the time mender.

>>3198416
>>3198423

You are looking for a wingless, Blind Kerkit. Your ordered your men to spread out for more coverage.

>Get more than 40 from 1d100, Three rolls only due to below than average sea blood

i guess that it for today. Thank you for your participation, friends. You are the best.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>3198445
First.

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>3198445

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>3198445

>>3198997
>>3199006
>>3199074
Of Kyth

He was sitting alone facing the graveyard ahead. Ascetic one he was, wearing nothing but a simple loincloth and a blindfold. His wooden stick on his lap. His wings and antennae were cut off. you didn't know whether it was from an unfortunate incident or a self inflicted injury.

"Pray tell, Are you an ashen one?" He sensed your presence "No, Her time will come soon enough. Your queenly flesh is... unripe, weak. I can smell it..."

The time mender stood up, his frail arms clutching to his stick "I know what you are after. The gods of Kyth are but clueless children. They know that, all of their might is projected in this holy shell. It is not the only one. The true gods outside massacred each other. Every carcass is a new world with its own gods and rules. Ikert's law is not absolute. The summit awaits you, Young Matriarch."

>Ask him a question [specify]
If only his wisdom can help you more

>Ask him to rewind your body [5 dilation = 50 skins]
He is a time mender after all.

>Leave
where to? >>3198403

>Other
What will it be?

>>3199923
>Ask him a question [specify]
Do you know anything more about the sickness which haunts my body? Is Cage's blood the only way to keep it at bay or are there other ways?

>>3199946
support

>>3199923
>Ask him to rewind your body [5 dilation = 50 skins]
30 dilation
And this >>3199946

>>3199946
Seconding

>>3199946
>>3199954
>>3200074
>>3200010
An option

"Hmmm..." He went silent for a moment " That i do not know, however, It will continue to eat you from the inside for your body is not its own. This wondrous soul requires a wondrous body from another time. You can hope to stall your fate for the time being. The flesh of Providence will do..." He points towards the giant Kerkit "She provides her flesh to the pilgrims, bask in its cerulean glory. Otherwise, the sea has all the hidden answers you desire..."

That leaves you with the priestess. Are you willing to make it to the summit? Your vitality from Cage's blood is slowly starting to wane. It would be long before the regal curse would manifest once more. As for now, you ask the wingless to rewind your body.

The time mender tapped on ground with his stick thrice, you feel somewhat more intact than before. You paid him for a service rendered.

You lost x300 skins (total 1720)
You lost x30 dilation (total 17/150)

You turn your head for a second and he was gone with the silent winds. Where did he go?

>Return to the ship
enough for a single day

>Leave the area
where do you want to go?

>Pray to the statue of Ikert
Or cage. It doesn't have many around it

>Pray to the statue of Tirke
Few hardened Kerkit praying in silence.

>Pray to the statue of Eikk
Hollowed shells and skeletons chanting around it

>Pray to the statue of Keit
There are some sea captains around this one

>Approach Providence
Her circle loosens

>Other
What else?

>>3200082
>Approach Providence

>>3200082
>>Approach Providence

>>3200082
>it wouldn't be long

>>3200082
>Approach Providence

>>3200164
>>3200091
>>3200094

Providence

You approached this providence only to witness a gruesome scene; the pilgrims who were crying were actually gnawing through her undulating azure flesh in immense guilt. Blood and other gory bits were a common sight either leaking from her various wounds or from the mournful mandibles of the Kerkits.

What sort of twisted cannibalism is this?! You are...not as disgusted as you would imagine yourself to be. why is that? Up close, you could spot her unbloated upper half. So tiny and minuscule in comparison.

"A....Humm?" She addresses you "Yes...yes, all are welcome to my undying flesh."

In a split of a second, her body twitched and contracted. All of her hunger-induced wounds were replaced for more readily available flesh before your very eyes. You blinked twice in disbelief.

"Your flesh is mine, my flesh is yours...feast, my children . Partake , Strengthen your body for the ancestral summit."

Then it happened, Providence extended her very long arms to the crowd. Some Kerkits actually climbed over only to be devoured a minute later. What is happening? Why are they so willing to throw their lives like so??

>Partake
Are you seriously considering this???? You certainly won't lower yourself to these savages!

>Offer Supplies to Providence [specify]
So Providence may endure

>Offer Your crew to Providence [x5 crew]
So Providence may prosper
A Teeth Challenge

>Offer Yourself to Providence
So Providence may flourish
Note: Do not do this, you will perish

>End this cannibalistic ritual! [x50 crew required]
You lack this one
A Teeth challenge

>Drag her to your ship! [x75 crew required, x50 cargo space required]
You lack this one
A Teeth challenge

>Leave
What a sickening scene

>Other
What else?

>>3200169
>Partake
Anything to survive

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>>3200169
>Partake
Well, considering our heart will literally go coal black and explode, I don't think we have much choice really.

>>3200169
>Partake
It's not like we have many alternative options

>>3200175
>>3200179
>>3200192

Succulent

You couldn't believe what you were just about to do. A silver platter! The best food your father could buy! Oh, where are those gol-

Huh, It tastes pretty good actually. Maybe your mind is deceiving you? Another bite, A better taste? You're...quite enjoying this blueish meat, you are feeling a bit better. You care less for your stained hands or the look on your crew.

Your heart stat has permanently increased by 1! total -1/10

>More
Just one more bite

>Offer Supplies to Providence [specify]
So Providence may endure

>Offer Your crew to Providence [x5 crew]
So Providence may prosper
A Teeth Challenge

>Offer Yourself to Providence
So Providence may flourish

>Leave
What a delightful scene.

>Other
what else?

>>3200203
>Leave
Too much at one time is probably bad. Let's go to the summit then return here tomorrow.

>>3200203
>More

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3200206
>>3200216
1=leave
2=more

>>3198283
this should be 3rd of august. sorry.

>>3200206
>>3200216
A night's fill

You had your share. You won't push your luck with such tempting flesh no more. The journey to the summit at this time will be a fool's errand. You have to rest first. Let the heart sleeps, you will begin your ascent tomorrow.

This recent act of savagery didn't bode too well with one of your men. He decided to carve his own path away from you.

You lost x1 crew (total 40)

___________________

4th of August 1793
A new dawn

Your breakfast was so bland and barely edible, You could sure use a cook in your ship. The snowy mountain looks insurmountable from down here. It could take a couple days to reach the summit. Are you prepared for such journey?

After paying the fees, you were ready to go.
You lost x20 skins (total 1700)

Soul crates: 12
Supplies: 3
Dilation: 17/150
Madness: 16/150
1700 skins
CHOOSE YOUR COMPANY

>None
Alone? You sure about this?

>Some company
You prefer your odds this way

>Your First officer
"I am ready."

>Your Guardian
The sight of snow irks it

>Your Doctor
"Sure, go ahead. I love to have my bones all frozen up. It will be quite the venture, Madam"

AND


>roll more than 90 from 1d100, five rolls due to max heart (cage's blood)

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>3200279

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>3200279
Your first officer

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>3200279
>Your Guardian

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>3200279
Second roll.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3200362
>>3200395
>>3200477
>>3200511
1=first officer
2=guardian
i was waiting for a fifth on but that will do. continuing.
it seems that whenever we roll, we drop dead for some reason

>>3200362
>>3200395
>>3200477
>>3200511
10th of August 1792
The Summit

Six days. Six days of grueling snow, slippery slopes and pure hidden paths. You made it. You conquered that damn mountain with the help of the charred devil. You hate to admit it but he was a good source of warmth after the fuel has ran out. You allowed your doctor to purchase any supplies needed during your ascend so the crew won't get starved meanwhile.

The view was breathtaking from up here, the winds howls and clashes against the colossal corpse of Kelige. Her wings are somehow not frozen from this drastic weather ever shimmering more lights below. Very few of the pilgrims have actually made it. the rest have been claimed by the mountain.

The ancestral Kerkit was still producing warm black honey around her like a moat. Various priests with incense roam the area chanting for the pilgrims who sought to drink it. They didn't need to wear much, the vapors of the honey was more than enough to keep them warm.

The temple was actually Kelige's right eye, refashioned to house the incoming pilgrims. There was a smaller shrine carved in solid stone. That of the priestess, it had many frozen corpses circled around the entrance. All were assuming a meditative stance.

You lost x3 supplies (total 0)
You lost x2 fuel (total 0)

>The temple
Where the few surviving pilgrims pray and pay their respects.

>The priests
They are in a trance like state, what do you want of them?
A tongue challenge

>The Honey
Drink it, warm your body. Thank Kelige.

>The shrine
is the priestess accepting visitors?

>The pilgrims
You are just glad to talk to someone. Anyone really. what will you find?
A sea blood challenge

>Other
So cold and so warm at the same time.

>>3200668
>The Honey
Drink it, warm your body. Thank Kelige.

>>3200668
>August 1793

>>3200673
Ancestral honey

You cupped some in your hand, the nectar of a thousand flower has overwhelmed your senses. You almost cried at its scared taste. Gentle warmth washes over you...You are safe.

You have lost x17 madness (total 0)
You have gained an oddity: x1 Memory of Kelige
A precious memory of a primal being, cherished by men of wings.

>Cup more of this precious honey. Sell it later.
While no one is looking...
An eye challenge
A sea blood challenge

> Contaminate the honey [ x1 vial of cage's blood or x1 Verminian extract or any hazardous liquid]
For what purpose?
An eye challenge
A sea blood challenge

>Leave, go somewhere else [specify ]
Where to?

>Other
What else?

>>3200668
>the honey
>invite our first mate to partake as well

>>3200714
>>Cup more of this precious honey.

>>3200714
> the priests
ask for a possible cure to our condition.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3200719
>>3200722
1=cup
2=ask

>>3200719
>>3200722

It was difficult to evoke any reaction from these Kerkits without resorting to more annoying means. You kept politely asking hoping one would ignore his duties for a splinter and answers your question.

>roll more than 36 from 1d100 , best out of three due to average tongue

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>3200731
First.

>>3200732
A response

The best thing you got was a simple gesture from one of the priests. At first, he points at his chest making a cross then he pointed towards the stone-carved shrine and the corpses around it. When you tried to ask for more, he simply ignored you like the rest. What does it means?


>The temple
Where the few surviving pilgrims pray and pay their respects.

>The shrine [specify]
What are you going to do?

>The pilgrims
You are just glad to talk to someone. Anyone really. what will you find?
A sea blood challenge

>Other
So cold and so warm at the same time.

>>3200754
>The pilgrims.

>>3200756

As you would expect, the majority of the pilgrims are Kerkits. However, among the capes and the cowls, you may have spotted other faces. You doubt they are here for religious purposes.

>get more than 50 from 1d100, three rolls due to below than average sea stat.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>3200756
First.

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>3200763
Better hopefully.

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>3200763
Last.

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>>3200775
>>3200772
>>3200769
At long last

A drop of fresh blood in the virgin snow, another...then another. A trail to follow leading to a secluded area near the edge. An eviscerated Kerkit priest , almost a hollow shell at this point.

A grey haired woman stood next to the defiled. She wore elegant clothes ill-suited for such harsh weather. A vile overgrown centipede quickly crawled out of the corpse hissing towards you before seeking refuge inside her own mouth.

"Madam, Stay back!" Your first officer immediately assumed a defensive stance, his flame-engorged body was melting snow aroud him.

You didn't know why but this woman felt familiar somehow...was it the fair style? Her hair? She was unamused by the charred devil "I- well he was craving for a new Kerkit to consume. Was it worth the trouble, hmmm? You murdered him for nil reason, you. The priestess..? Hers will be like the rest. Don't bother. I won't bother so you better had your fill with this sod."

You couldn't tell whom she was addressing, you did draw your half frozen sword. Pistols are worthless in this weather. The woman looked at you both, bewildered "What? Can't an otherworldly parasite needlessly murder someone in peace? He wants you both dead, the prick, he won't eat your flesh being the peckish bastard that he is."

The woman pulled out a short dagger, black as night that one. Her neck wriggled back and forth with this parasite "No. Enough. I won't have you driving me to the FOUR corners of the world based on your mood. I want to leave my sea days behind and find somewhere to settle in for once." She fixed her annoyed gaze on you " You, Go Away. Tell your fire boy to calm down or he might burn himself from being so uptight. Oh, what a bother, dragging me here you stupid imbecile..."

>Ask her a question [specify]
"...how about you find someone else to keep you alive, then? You ungrateful sod. I'll have you know..."
A Tongue challenge

>Leave the woman alone
There is a menacing monster hiding under her drivel. You can feel it

>Kill the wicked thing
The seas shall not suffer the likes of her no more
A Teeth challenge

>Have the charred devil at her
You are more than confident in his victory

>Examine her further
There is something you can\t put on your finger just yet
An eye challenge

>Other
What else?

i guess that it for today. Thank you for your participation, friends. You are the best.

>>3200896
>you can't put your finger on

>>3200896
>Examine her further

>>3200896
>Examine her further
There is something you can\t put on your finger just yet.

>>3200896
>Examine her further

>>3200917
>>3200937
>>3201019
Her hair? Her clothes? Your memory is betraying you.

>get more than 55 from 1d100, three rolls due to below than average eye

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>3201524

>>3201547
Nice

>>3201524
Haha no more roles needed

FUCK CAPTCHA
>>3201573
>>3201547
Family

That Brooch...is she of Regal blood?

Yes she is! As a child, you were forced to memorize dozens of faces and names in your family tree, mostly old people who were too fond of your company and etiquette. One photograph was crossed out in the family album: That of an adventurous exile who committed a horrible offense against the sanguine throne, her face looks exactly like the photograph but with grey hair instead of royal red. Furthermore, she is for the fourth circle...very close to the Matriach's bloodline unlike you.

"I said you can go. Don't make me change my mind." She was irritated but not threatened by your presence.

>Ask her a question [specify]
"We will have a serious discussion later, you hungry vagabond."
A Tongue challenge

>Utter her true name
You know it

>Leave the woman alone
She is one of the Matriarch's grand children. Hundreds of years old.

>Kill the wicked thing
The seas shall not suffer the likes of her no more
A Teeth challenge

>Have the charred devil at her
You are more than confident in his victory

>Other
What else?

>>3201666
>Utter her true name

>>3201666
>>Utter her true name

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>>3201691
>>3201756
Forgotten past

"Who?" You repeated the name again "I haven't heard this name in a long, long time. Since I-doesn't matter now, does it? How's Gran? I would visit Thernn had it not been for my most polite parasite. That and i am exiled for...how long was it?"

Your Bloodkin put her dagger aside "You are not half as arrogant as the rest. You should have seen Gran's earlier days....everyone was scheming against each other for her favor. The sanguine throne is rightfully named from constant bloodletting . Good times."

Your first officer was still on full alert as she was walking away "I am leaving. Send Gran my regards next time you see her."


>Ask her a question [specify]
"I will starve you to death. You."

>Leave the woman alone
Leave it at that

>Kill the wicked thing
Quick! While she is letting her guard down
A Teeth challenge

>Other
What else?

>>3201841
>Kill the wicked thing

>>3201841
>ask if she would like to join us, we are exiled as well.

>>3201841
Ask her about the "curse."

>>3201841
>Kill the wicked thing

We are crazy bipolar huh

>>3201908
She's planning to kill the priestess. We can't let her.

>>3201874
>>3201890
>>3201891
>>3201897

The moment she turned her back on you, you attempted to slash it only to strike thin air, she was more perceptive to her surroundings "Oh ho ho! Dispensing Justice are we? I didn't want to do this, you know. have it your way, child."

She back-flipped away, already drawing her dagger.

>roll more than 60, four rolls due to high roll (from the charred devil)

>>3201961
>high teeth

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>3201961
Thank you devil.

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>3201961

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>3201961

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>3201961

>>3202014
>>3202031
>>3201971
>>3201982

Victory

She shouldn't have brought a measly dagger in a sword fight. Her nimbleness was overshadowed by your first officer's blazing wings. He pinned her long enough for you to drive your sword into her heart.

Her near lifeless eyes haunt yours in her final words "Foolish...foolish. He...he is without a host...you.."

A powerful shockwave knocked you both feet away from the Lithesome kin, her corpse twitches violently. Before you, Bones and flesh were reforming into something more vile, something that does not belong to this world. A giant incoherent jumble of serrated limbs and flesh, ready to consume all.

You have gained an oddity: x1 dreadful recollection

"This is beyond you, madam! Run, i shall hold it off!"

>Flee! Escape its raging maw!
Seek shelter inside the temple before it is too late!
A heart challenge
Note: A successful challenge due to Cage's blood

>Stand your ground, fight!
At worst, you will be a distraction.
A teeth challenge

>Other
It seeks a new host.

>>3202080
>>Stand your ground, fight!
We're not leaving our first officer

>>3202080
>stand your ground.
We will not abandon him to this, our most loyal servent.

>>3202080
>>Stand your ground, fight!

>>3202089
>>3202119
>>3202126

Part of you wanted to run away like a coward yet your feet are entrenched in the snow, refusing to lead you to safety.

>Get more than 95 in 1d100, four rolls due to high teeth

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>3202137
Damn that's a high dc

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>3202137
This is where we die. I do not mind that we die refusing to abandon our truest companion.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3202137

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>3202137
The probability of success was 21.93%