Spend a moment in conversation
From Fallen London Wiki (Staging)
| A player-created Guide is available for this content: Piracy (Guide) |
| Spoiler warning! This page contains details about Fallen London Actions. |
From: The Guano-Splattered Hierophant
Action Cost: 0
Prophets flock around her, a feathered cacophony of names. What news from the summit?
Game Instructions: She may have different things to say as you increase your reputation among the corsairs.
Unlocked with 
Success
Lofty wisdom
Description summary:
Varies based on your 
level.
| Respected by the Corsairs | Description |
|---|---|
| 0 | "You should head out to zee. I can tell your Prophet has business […]" She scratches the bird on the forehead, and it produces an extremely un-Prophet-like trill. "The bond between Prophet and corsair is an ancient one. You're part of history, now." |
| 1 - 9 | "I saw your ship come in. 'Ave you traded treasures in the citadel?" […] "We hoard less of it than people fink. Lots go to repairs. […] An' some of it we offer back to the zee. To Salt, and Storm, and things we don't 'ave names for." |
| 10 - 19 | "Do you believe in what we're doin' here? Or are you just in it for the treasure?" She hums contemplatively, and the birds take up the tune, cawing names to the cadence of a melancholy shanty. "I s'pose it doesn't matter. […] But I 'ope you understand." |
| 20 - 29 | "Some of us reckons that the Prophets are old zailors reborn[...]" The Prophet on her shoulder ruffles [...]. It does not seem like a pirate reborn. It seems like an angry raptor[...]. "I ain't sure if people can be birds. But I 'ope so. It'd be nice to fly." |
| 30 - 39 | "I 'eard some of the old-timers talking about you[…] you been bringin' in a lot of loot. Fulfilling a lot of prophecies." […]her eyes are very blue. "Fank you. Probably not many people you been meetin' on the zee say that, so I will. It means a lot." |
| 40 - 49 | "You been doing the Unterzee's work." The urchin is feeding the Prophets from her hand today[…]"[…]maybe the Prophets are sayin' fewer names the better that we do. Like there's a balance. Like if we keeps going, one day there'll be no debt left to collect[…] |
| 50 - 54 | "Death bein' wot it is down 'ere... all fractured and broken. It ain't right." The little urchin is grave […] "When my time's up, I wants to go properly, you know? […] Things 'ave got to 'ave endings […] Otherwise no new fings can start." |
| 55 | "She greets you with a smile […] The summit of the Mourn is quiet today; […] fewer foretellings of doom. […] a slow-moving gyre with the Mourn at its centre. […] land and waters orbiting around a stalagmite […] inescapable gravity of something melancholy and monumental." |
[Find the rest of the story at https://www.fallenlondon.com]
