Watch the village grown around Factory VIII
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From: The Station for Factory VIII, or 'Station VIII'
Game Instructions: The more brightly-lit the factory, the easier this will be.
Challenge information
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- 171 - very chancy (41%)
- 213 - chancy (51%)
- 255 - modest (61%)
- 296 - very modest (71%)
- 338 - low-risk (81%)
- 380 - straightforward (91%)
- 417 - straightforward (100%)
Difficulty is (175 + 25 * ). Example shown is with 3.
Success
Subdued
Airs of VIII | Description |
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1 - 9 | Children bounce a ball off the factory wall. Others play hopscotch. One, splashing in an oily puddle, bursts into sudden, inexplicable laughter. He is ignored. |
10 - 19 | Children bounce a ball off the factory wall. Others play hopscotch. One, splashing in an oily puddle, sits on the ground in sudden, deep thought. He is ignored. |
20 - 29 | Two elderly men are playing bowls. They move slowly, […] There is a quiet companionship […] A third joins them from the factory – he walked through a lilac-tinged mist on the way. The bowls players do not comment on the tears he wipes with his sleeve. |
30 - 38 | Two elderly men are playing bowls. They move slowly, arthritically. There is a quiet companionship about them; […] A third joins them from the factory – he walked through a yellow-tinged mist on the way. The bowls players do not comment on his giggling;[…] |
40 - 49 | It is washing day. A gaggle of washerwomen ignore the blue smoke billowing from the factory and hang out laundry […] Their gossip […] is the same as it would be in London. But their tones are lower, and gaps grow […] like it has become an effort to care. |
50 - 59 | It is washing day. A gaggle of washerwomen ignore the blue smoke billowing from the factory and hang out laundry […] One […] passes a flask around […] a sip each for them to be reminiscing about a high-society dinner – which, surely, none could have attended. |
61 - 79 | There is a raucous cheer from the pub. The sound continues for several minutes. An investigation reveals that someone has thrown a near-bullseye in a game of darts. |
82 - 100 | A worker rushes from the factory to collect his colleague from a nearby bench. The man is late back on shift, having apparently become lost in reverie while consuming a sandwich. He stares into space, smiling, oblivious of his colleague's shouts. |
- Watchful is increasing…
- You've gained 1 x Rumour of the Upper River
- [Airs of VIII change…] (random)
Failure
Subdued
[Varies; same as above]
An off-duty track layer nods to you. "Couldn't live here myself. It's the factory. Oppressive, I reckon. Bad for the spirits."Description summary:
The first paragraph is the same as for success.
[Find the rest of the story at https://www.fallenlondon.com]
- Watchful is increasing…
- You've gained 2 x Incisive Observation
- You've gained 1 x Scrap of Incendiary Gossip
- [Airs of VIII change…] (random)