Observe the comings and goings of the gilled lamp-cats

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DiscoveredDescription
0Port Cecil is crawling with the things – blank-eyed cats with gills and slick black fur, lit in queasy green by lures that bob from their heads. What are they after?
1You know them to be the emissaries of the Light-in-Exile, that distant light that makes friends of outcasts. Port Cecil is crawling with them. What are they after?

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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

A curious hunger

Description summary:
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DiscoveredDescription
0[...] They twine around lambent outcroppings of coral, [...] licking them with rough little tongues [...] Where the lamp-cats focus their efforts, the coral slumps [...] The shoal of lamp-cats is consuming the treasured scintillack, as a London mog might a bowl of cream.
1The lamp-cats […] communicate with their lures […]

You are held in the borrowed light of the lamp-cat […] You see […] through the cats' […] senses […]

[…] What lost belonging, what distant home […] might this fading mind harbour? They do not know. They will find out.

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Failure

Unappetising

A curious lamp-cat turns its attention to some […] coral already mined from the reef. Purple tongue rasps over silver fragments […] Its back arches, […] and claws flex in displeasure […]

[…] Is some ineffable quality of the coral destroyed by the miners' picks?

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