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|Unlocked with = {{World Unlock|London's Shame|exactly 1}}, {{Unlock|In Search of an Itinerant Address|exactly 1}}, {{Unlock|Pedestrian Peregrinations|7}} | |Unlocked with = {{World Unlock|London's Shame|exactly 1}}, {{Unlock|In Search of an Itinerant Address|exactly 1}}, {{Unlock|Pedestrian Peregrinations|7}} | ||
|Success title = The kingdoms of khans past | |Success title = The kingdoms of khans past | ||
− | |Success description = There is a plaza onto which no buildings open [ | + | |Success description = There is a plaza onto which no buildings open [...] Beneath these flagstones are a series of tunnels, a dripping maze from which all exits lead to Daughtrey's Passage – unless one charts precisely the correct sequence of right and left turns. |
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|Success summary = The rest of the description varies based on the current level of {{IL|Shifting Streets}}. | |Success summary = The rest of the description varies based on the current level of {{IL|Shifting Streets}}. | ||
{{Variant table|Condition = Shifting Streets|Effect = Description|Compact = yes | {{Variant table|Condition = Shifting Streets|Effect = Description|Compact = yes | ||
− | |Value 50000 - 100000 = [ | + | |Value 50000 - 100000 = [...] A tortoise waits before you, carved from ochre stone, face upturned to an absent sky. Its expression is enigmatic, its eyes pupilless [...] |
− | The ancient beast has been waiting here for an age, head tilted hopefully towards a long-lost horizon. [ | + | The ancient beast has been waiting here for an age, head tilted hopefully towards a long-lost horizon. [...] |
− | |Value ? - 49999 = A shattered tile [ | + | |Value ? - 49999 = A shattered tile [...] glazed a deep and forested green, like something grown rather than manufactured [...] you stand in the centre of a ruin of granite and mud-red wood. |
− | [ | + | [...] a tiered cascade of green-tiled roofs, [...] stepping up to a tapered zenith. [...] |
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