Sample prisoner's honey

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From: The Honey-Dens of Veilgarden


The newest sin to grip Fallen London! Taste it and be lost! Or, possibly, have a thoroughly delightful time.

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Challenge information

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  • 9 - very chancy (45%)
  • 11 - chancy (55%)
  • 13 - modest (65%)
  • 15 - very modest (75%)
  • 17 - low-risk (85%)
  • 19 - straightforward (95%)
  • 20 - straightforward (100%)

Success

Place a drop of honey on your tongue

[…] Plainly, you are a [formal gendertitle] of talent and distinction! You find yourself in a meadow of wildflowers on a lazy summer afternoon. Friendly young persons of extraordinary beauty drip perfumed water on your temples, sing entrancing songs and […]

Description summary:
- well, and...? These dreams are up to your imagination, you know.

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

Success Instructions: You may, in fact, sell these recollections at the Bazaar, if you can't use them in your own work.

Rare Success

"Where are you exactly?"

[…] the sound of a river nearby, and the smell of moss and bones. Ah, yes! And the great black beast curled round the foot of a broken pillar. It might be a wolf, if a wolf was the size of a pony and had teeth of grinding iron. It's asleep, but […]

Description summary:
Did it wake, as you vanished? The other dreamers flee the den: "The Eater!", they cry.

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


Failure

Place a drop of honey on your tongue

[…] room filled with scratchy, overstuffed armchairs. Several of the armchairs are occupied by enormous, sad-faced, hippopotamus-like creatures which insist on reading sentences out from their newspapers, and refuse any other form of conversation. […]

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