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Your Journal is a tab on the lower UI, reached by selecting the Journal icon, or by pressing J.
The page displays different qualities of your Captain, or of other people and places around the High Wilderness.
Qualities for stories which have been completed are marked as such after their name, whereas some are removed entirely.
Possible Journal Entries[]
(Incomplete)
View the page of a Quality to see its possible values.
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One day, the saints will march. |
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You are learning the mysteries of Caduceus |
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The Ebullient Decadent's masterwork: 10,000 lines of rhyming verse on the Thorn-Maiden and her rites under the black sun. |
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She wants to come back to New Winchester, despite having promised to leave for good. |
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A courier has asked you to complete their assignment. |
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Only the well-armed, the desperate and the foolhardy travel the skies. As a result, there is money to be made transporting goods. |
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You will write your name across the skies. |
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Accrue a substantial fortune, so that you may enjoy your retirement in the manner to which you mean to become accustomed. |
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Eleven or Twelve be their number. Crowned be their heads. All hail. All hail. |
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Hold no hope in the cavities of your heart. |
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For London has not risen and shall not rise. You are safe in the deep and the dark and the marvellous. |
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The Amenable Host has requested your help. |
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You have met a Rubbery Penitent. |
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You are helping a Nurse with her penance. |
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You are assisting a Professional Penitent. |
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The Bureau of Entertainments are powerful. Perhaps they'd be useful friends. |
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The owner of Magdalene's has forgotten who he is. |
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The Boatman's dead wish to be escorted home to London. |
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You have met the cult in the Off Season. Perhaps you sympathise with their cause. |
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She is causing problems for the Windward Company on New Winchester. |
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Where did they ask to go? |
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They've seen too much out here. |
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More time! She must have more time! |
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She has requested transport to Hybras. |
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She's hunting for something. |
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What became of Lt. Commander Percy Blythe? |
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You've agreed to release the Half-Glass Empty from his imprisonment on the Clockwork Sun. |
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Will you bring back their missing twin? |
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Will you post flyers for her? |
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The New Somerset Hunting Club may allow you to join them — if you meet their exacting requirements. |
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How well do you know the place of penance? |
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The Inscribed Tinkerer requires assistance in locating a specific sigil of the Correspondence. |
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He has been cooped up in the derelict Isambard Line signal boxes for a long time. |
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They're not reckless, they assure you. Just making up for lost time. |
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She has certain ambitions. |
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They're a troublesome bunch. |
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What do you know of him really? |
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She's never out of trouble. |
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The host of Langley Hall is missing. |
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You've left some of your people mining in Lustrum. |
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Your crew is mining hours. The more crew you have assigned, the faster they will finish |
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What awaits in the Mother of Mountains? |
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Mr Menagerie is wandering the High Wilderness, selling Scouts to passing captains. |
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There are opportunities everywhere. |
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The colonists on Hybras have all disappeared. What could have happened to them? |
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You have become involved with Parliament. |
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Sanctify the corpse of a Saint of Hell. |
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She would like you to do her a favour. A small one. |
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You have been commissioned to hunt Windward engines in the Reach and retrieve their mangled name plates. |
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Port Prosper is building a new clocktower. |
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A chaperone at Perdurance asked you to deliver her jewelled eye to alleviate her family's workworld debts. |
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An Inspector of London's Horological Office - responsible for the orderly regulation of time across the empire - requires assistance. |
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You have been commissioned to hunt Tackety ships in the Reach and retrieve their mangled name plates. |
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You have tickled his fancy. |
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A Patchwork Devil from Titania wishes to join the congregation at the Well of the Wolf. |
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All of his colleagues fell mysteriously ill. He wants to know why. |
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Who lies at the centre of the wood? What do you believe? |
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The Dazzled Sequencer has enlisted you in his attempt to inflict kindness upon the needy. |
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In some distant place, the means of achieving the Adamant Idol languishes. |
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The settlers at Titania could use your help (and Sovereigns) to build their city. |
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What became of the pride of the London Necropolis Line? |
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The captain of the Boatman wishes to report to her superior. |
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What happened to the first engine through the Avid Horizon? |