Tell the city a story of itself

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From: Reach out to the mind of the city


Cities do not trade in truth. The currency of a city is myth.

Unlocked with  exactly 3

Locked with  8


Challenge information

Narrow, 10 (50% base)

  • 6 and below - almost impossible (10%)
  • 7 - high-risk (20%)
  • 8 - high-risk (30%)
  • 9 - tough (40%)
  • 10 - very chancy (50%)
  • 11 - chancy (60%)
  • 12 - modest (70%)
  • 13 - very modest (80%)
  • 14 - low-risk (90%)
  • 15 and above - straightforward (100%)

Success

The Tracklayer's Muse

[...] Of a moon and the starry sky and what was done to place it there. Of debts repaid in full, long over due. You transpose what was into what will be remembered. [...] It remains to be seen whether the city chooses to recall its own birth [...]

Description summary:
The beginning of the description varies based on the city's Founding Body.

Founding BodyDescription
Furnace AnconaYou sing of the city's origin, of bargains done in cedar, of a woman of many faces and a single, beating heart.
Furnace Ancona, StarvedYou sing of the city's origin, of bargains done in cedar, of a woman of many faces and a single, beating heart.
CorneliusYou sing of the city's origin, of bargains done in cedar, of man scarred by his own curiosity.
The Manager's DoubleYou sing of the city's origin, of bargains done in cedar, of a man heartsick for millennia.
Your Own DoubleYou sing of the city's origin, of bargains done in cedar, of twin figures doubled on the ice.

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

  • Gleamsmall.png You are a little less and a little more yourself. (Increases The Mind's Ascent by +1 CP)

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Failure

In oceans incarnadine

You recount the foundations of other cities[…]. You speak of […] a dead god's broken heart. You sing of the revolutions of Hell, of the exiles in Arbor, of the deaths that watered Nidah's immortal gardens. […] It seems a city's birth is rarely a happy occasion.

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

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