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|From Card title = The Hunger | |From Card title = The Hunger | ||
|Description = Nothing is worse than starving but being unable to die. | |Description = Nothing is worse than starving but being unable to die. | ||
| − | |BroadQuality = Watchful | + | |BroadQuality = {{IL|Watchful}} |
|BroadDiff = 150 | |BroadDiff = 150 | ||
|Success title = Nothing | |Success title = Nothing | ||
| − | |Success description = In the awful stillness, any noise is a clarion. You follow the sounds of a feast for a half-day until you see it [...] a carcass the size of a cow, fallen from the roof. A dozen or so fellow scavengers precede you; they have no words [...] and no strength to fight. | + | |Success description = In the awful stillness, any noise is a clarion. You follow the sounds of a feast for a half-day until you see it[...] a carcass the size of a cow, fallen from the roof. A dozen or so fellow scavengers precede you; they have no words [...] and no strength to fight. |
[...] | [...] | ||
| − | |Success summary = The remainder of the description | + | |Success summary = The remainder of the description varies with an unknown quality, possibly [[A False-Star of your Own]]. |
| − | {{Variant table|Condition = | + | {{Variant table|Condition = ?|Compact = yes|Effect = Description|Condition type = Raw |
|Value No = The obvious cracks in the creature's shell have been picked clean. But there's enough strength to tear open the gap between two ventral plates, and pull out some of the grey, fibrous flesh. | |Value No = The obvious cracks in the creature's shell have been picked clean. But there's enough strength to tear open the gap between two ventral plates, and pull out some of the grey, fibrous flesh. | ||
|Value Yes = The moon-miser must have been dead for months. With her lightless shell and her body broken and curled up, you can't tell whether she would have been familiar to you, in life. You [...] tear open the gap [...] and pull out some of her grey, fibrous flesh. | |Value Yes = The moon-miser must have been dead for months. With her lightless shell and her body broken and curled up, you can't tell whether she would have been familiar to you, in life. You [...] tear open the gap [...] and pull out some of her grey, fibrous flesh. | ||
