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A Change By Proxy | |
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Category | Story Event |
Type | Story |
Data ID | 288247 |
A Change By Proxy is a Sunless Skies Story Event.
Story description[ | ]
The Grey Conformer shackles a lamp to your wrist. She will remove it when you have changed enough to serve as the Servitor's scapegoat. "Are you sure you want to proceed with this?" she asks. "The Servitor's crime was terrible, its sentence harsh. As part of its duties to the Blue Kingdom, it delivered an insulting demand directly to the Halved. To lighten its sentence, you will have to change more than a human ought."
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Location: Piranesi
Area: Limbo
Frequency: Always (100%)
Interactions[ | ]
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Break yourself open
This will sacrifice some of your Iron and Hearts. This cannot be reversed.
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Deterioration
You wander Piranesi for perhaps a week, perhaps a month, stubbornly failing to change. Tiredness, and its handmaid madness, fly to your aid.
In a half-lucid daze, you are able to abandon yourself. You are chained to a spiked wheel, caressed by hammer-blows and whips. You squeeze through the warrens, leaving half yourself behind. You crawl beneath a fallen stone and hide there until you've forgotten what you look like. Finally you stumble back into the Grey Conformer's presence. She gently removes the lamp from your wrist, telling you that you've done enough. The Servitor is closer to freedom.
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Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
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Blunt the keen edges of your mind
This will sacrifice some of your Veils and Mirrors. This cannot be reversed.
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Deterioration
You wander Piranesi for perhaps a week, perhaps a month, stubbornly failing to change. Tiredness, and its handmaid madness, fly to your aid.
In a half-lucid daze, you are able to abandon yourself. You are enraptured by the paranoid ravings of a fellow prisoner, and howl in agreement. You lie your head against an anvil, imagining the hammer. You find a library and burn it down. Finally you stumble back into the Grey Conformer's presence. She gently removes the lamp from your wrist, telling you that you've done enough. The Servitor is closer to freedom.
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Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
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Jettison your scruples
This will sacrifice some of your Mirrors and Iron. This cannot be reversed.
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Deterioration
You wander Piranesi for perhaps a week, perhaps a month, stubbornly failing to change. Tiredness, and its handmaid madness, fly to your aid.
In a half-lucid daze, you are able to abandon yourself. You explore all the indulgences you once hoped to avoid, until you feel stained inside. You drown yourself in an ice-cold pit, filled with electric joy by the sensation of your nerves dying. You swap eyes with a scrivener on a whim. Finally you stumble back into the Grey Conformer's presence. She gently removes the lamp from your wrist, telling you that you've done enough. The Servitor is closer to freedom.
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Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
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Calcify your heart
This will sacrifice some of your Hearts and Veils. This cannot be reversed.
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Deterioration
You wander Piranesi for perhaps a week, perhaps a month, stubbornly failing to change. Tiredness, and its handmaid madness, fly to your aid.
In a half-lucid daze, you are able to abandon yourself. You lose yourself in nightmares of carnage until they become comforting dreams. You sing while you gnaw at your own fingers. You forget the faces of your friends, but your enemies haunt you like revenants. Finally you stumble back into the Grey Conformer's presence. She gently removes the lamp from your wrist, telling you that you've done enough. The Servitor is closer to freedom.
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Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
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On second thoughts...
Piranesi demands too much.
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