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{{Storylet | {{Storylet | ||
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|Icon = skulldugerousurchin.png | |Icon = skulldugerousurchin.png | ||
|Description = Her hair is lopped short and messy. Her frock coat is both far too large for her and covered in white streaks of guano. [...] | |Description = Her hair is lopped short and messy. Her frock coat is both far too large for her and covered in white streaks of guano. [...] | ||
|Description summary = The last part of the description varies depending on your current {{IL|Lessons in Mourning}}. | |Description summary = The last part of the description varies depending on your current {{IL|Lessons in Mourning}}. | ||
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| − | |Value 3 = But her gaze is serious and clever, and when she shakes your hand it is with the gravity of a priest welcoming a heathen into the fold. | + | |Value 3,20 = But her gaze is serious and clever, and when she shakes your hand it is with the gravity of a priest welcoming a heathen into the fold. |
|Value 4 = The girl stands before you, a faint smile on her face, waiting for you to ask the question that she knows must follow. | |Value 4 = The girl stands before you, a faint smile on her face, waiting for you to ask the question that she knows must follow. | ||
|Value 5 = But her gaze is serious and clever, and a smile far older than her face grins back at you. | |Value 5 = But her gaze is serious and clever, and a smile far older than her face grins back at you. | ||
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"[...] The Prophets keep watch [...] We listen to their call, and we makes their futures 'appen." [...] "You could be one of us [...] But I s'pose you 'ave some questions." | "[...] The Prophets keep watch [...] We listen to their call, and we makes their futures 'appen." [...] "You could be one of us [...] But I s'pose you 'ave some questions." | ||
|Value 7 - 8 = "How's yer search for weaponry comin' along?" Her eyes are serious and clever. "The Prophets know a fierce ship from a weakling, mind." | |Value 7 - 8 = "How's yer search for weaponry comin' along?" Her eyes are serious and clever. "The Prophets know a fierce ship from a weakling, mind." | ||
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|Unlocked with = a redirect from [[Speak with the Guano-Splattered Hierophant]] | |Unlocked with = a redirect from [[Speak with the Guano-Splattered Hierophant]] | ||
