Carouse with the dead
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From: A glass of oblivion
An evening drinking the black wines of the far Neath? In the company of mumbling, bad-tempered quasi-corpses? Delicious.
Challenge information
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- 55 - very chancy (41%)
- 68 - chancy (51%)
- 82 - modest (61%)
- 95 - very modest (71%)
- 108 - low-risk (81%)
- 122 - straightforward (91%)
- 134 - straightforward (100%)
Success
Gloomy camaraderie
You lose track of what you drink. Weeping spirits from Polythreme. Rebel's beer from the Iron City. Refreshments that even Mr Wines refused to sell. […] your companions let slip things […]. The […] merciless hangover is almost worth the pain.
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Dangerous is increasing…
Wounds is increasing… (+1 CP)
Ambition: Nemesis is increasing… (+2 CP)
Rare Success
Glaswein
You lose track of what you drink. Weeping spirits from Polythreme. Rebel's beer from the Iron City. And what they call 'Glaswein'. Whatever Glaswein is, it loosens your companions' tongues wonderfully.
- Dangerous is increasing…
You've gained 1 x Appalling Secret
Nightmares is increasing… (+1 CP)- Ambition: Nemesis is increasing… (+5 CP)
Failure
An evening lost in fog
You remember scraps of conversation. Then someone gave you that weeping spirit from Polythreme. After that it's all rags and threads of memories. And a hangover that fell on you like a cow from a cliff. You […] pray you said nothing too ill-advised.
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