Employ stealth

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From: At the Command of the (Airship Name)


Dim the lights on the deck. Fly low. Order your crew to silence.

Locked with ,  8,  8, ,  (30 + × 25)


Challenge information

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  • 28 - very chancy (42%)
  • 34 - chancy (51%)
  • 41 - modest (61%)
  • 48 - very modest (72%)
  • 54 - low-risk (81%)
  • 61 - straightforward (91%)
  • 67 - straightforward (100%)

The difficulty is equal to 40 + / 3 (rounded).

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  • 35 - very chancy (42%)
  • 43 - chancy (51%)
  • 51 - modest (61%)
  • 60 - very modest (72%)
  • 68 - low-risk (81%)
  • 76 - straightforward (91%)
  • 84 - straightforward (100%)

The difficulty is equal to 50 + * 2.

Both of the above are the levels when leaving London.

Success

Whispers in the dark

Snuff out the candles on the deck. Order the engines to silent running. Your crew watches the horizon mutely. Only the false-stars above bear witness to your passage.

Redirects to: At the Command of the (Airship Name)


Failure

Other lurkers in the darkness

One of your lookouts dares sweep a glim-lantern through the dark air [...]. There, on the horizon – the glinting of many [...] eyes. Their retinas reflect the meagre light, like wolves. But the malicious intelligence behind them is all too terribly human.

Redirects to: At the Command of the (Airship Name)