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From: The Traitor's Feast


The tides of Bazaarine Intrigue flow away from you. You just need to keep an eye out and hope for something lucky.

Game Instructions: There's a good chance you won't make any progress, even if you succeed.

Locked with  7


Challenge information

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  • 93 - very chancy (41%)
  • 115 - chancy (51%)
  • 138 - modest (61%)
  • 160 - very modest (71%)
  • 183 - low-risk (81%)
  • 205 - straightforward (91%)
  • 225 - straightforward (100%)

Success

Ignored

Description summary:
The description changes depending on whether you have or not.

Have Coat?Description
NoThere! That affluent heather-seller works for Mr Cups. But she closes her iron shutters as you approach. Perhaps you've gone too far.
YesThere! This heathen-seller used to work for Mr Cups. Following Cups' death at your hands, she now reports to Wines instead. But she closes her iron shutters as you approach. Perhaps you've gone too far.

[Find the rest of the story at https://www.fallenlondon.com]

Rare Success

Reflection

The Venal Police Sergeant has a lead for you. Something about Mr Mirrors never appearing in public. It's not much, but it might just get you back into this game.


Failure

A grim day

A bat eyes you suspiciously from a gas-lamp. Drizzle from the Roof drips under your collar. The fog is greyer than usual. Special Constables narrow their eyes as you pass.