Liberate some raw scintillack

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From: Low Tide in the Scintillack Pools


Crates of silver coral are piled around the lip of the tide pools, waiting for transport to the refinery – or for your light fingers.


Challenge information

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  • 82 - very chancy (41%)
  • 102 - chancy (51%)
  • 122 - modest (61%)
  • 142 - very modest (71%)
  • 162 - low-risk (81%)
  • 182 - straightforward (91%)
  • 200 - straightforward (100%)

Success

Broken remnants

[…] The knots of coral here, however, bear jagged abrasions where they have been hacked from the reef.

[...] a sharp spur [...] breaks the skin of your palm and a memory laps at your mind [...] the briefest sense of [Memory] – barely-felt, and receding like the tide.

Description summary:
The description of the memory changes with the

Tides of Port Cecil:Memory
7the spine-shaking music of a bruised sky
8a distant violence, against bones now so, so tenuously linked to their mind
9a confusion of whens and wheres, a past stretching so far into the darkness happening all at once
10the violence of light, the memory of a memory hacked off before it was formed
11some locked-away mechanism of want, traded in a desperate bargain
12 - 13yearning yet still to be less, being just sensate enough to hurt

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Failure

Spotted!

The miners keep a close eye[…] The shimmering silver light thrown out by the coral rather interferes with your attempt to make a stealthy approach, and you are chased away from the precious cargo by a particularly loud and belligerent foreman.

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