The Cultivated Chairwoman presses the pen and the wreath into your hands. Her expression is avid. "I had every faith," she says. "I hope you will not be tempted to write anything about this committee."
--A Poet-Laureate.
The Cultivated Chairwoman presses the pen and the wreath into your hands. Her expression is avid. "I had every faith," she says. "I hope you will not be tempted to write anything about this committee."
--A Poet-Laureate.
fallen london is funny because it leads to the wildest phrases ever. things I have said or heard said in fallen london discord (mainly bone market) conversations:
I call this fit: "trying to get to the slow river for faction item reasons."
The Mark of Disdain is my favorite.
You try posing with a few of your favourite sigils. The sculptor's hair keeps catching fire while he is drawing the reference sketches. In the end, you settle on a compromise: you are pictured reading, but the statue's viewer cannot see any Correspondence unless she climbs onto the plinth and peeks over your shoulder. A few schoolchildren do attempt this, with memorable consequences.
Children...are the future.
A Scholar of the Correspondence has increased to 21 - Courier's Footprint!
London's Blood achieved. That's two uncomfortably visceral qualities out of four.
Me: optimizes my BDR items on my main so that I literally require negative Making Waves to regain lost Notability levels.
Me: sweet, I've maximized the amount of BDR I can gain without spending Fate!
FBG: introduces four (4) new item slots to be added in April.
Me: ...
Paramount Presence going well.
Skymaw is doing a Thing. It is going... slowly.
here are your clout stickers everyone
In other news, Belle dame completed her Impossible Theorem research.
Now I've gotten Tomb-Colonist Renown up to 25 and received the associated item (as planned), I can decide what to do next. Either take one of my 30+ renown factions and drive it up to 40 for the final gift item, or seek out one of the two neglected factions that haven't reached renown 25, yet.
Urchins, most likely, since Rubbery Men apparently do not have a connected pet.
(Transcript after the fold.)
Too real, FL.
I love the thunder. The thunder tells stories to those it loves. The thunder tells me of the correspondence between lover and loved and invites me into its heart. I see with the thunder's eyes. I demand to be loved!