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| The Silent Mystic | |
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| Category | Story Event |
| Type | Story |
| Data ID | 281144 |
The Silent Mystic is a Sunless Skies Story Event.
Story description[]
The woman lies on the wheel, her eyes on the looming shadows of the Gate. She does not bother to look your way as you reach the top of the ladder. Rotting fruits, dried flowers and tarnished nameplates lie ignored at the edge of the wheel.
Trigger conditions[]
Area: Limbo
Frequency: Always (100%)
Interactions[]
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| Attempt to speak to her
You are new here. Perhaps she'll find that interesting.
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Lose your mind. Join a cult.
She rolls back her head to gaze at you. Her mouth twitches downward. A hand lolls listlessly in your direction.
"I do not sense the hunger of the true ascetic in you. Where the name? The knife? Where the book? Begone and waste not my time." Her eyes roll back. "Return when you have learned something. If one of the cults claims you as their own full initiate, then I might be interested in speaking to you."
Aboard the Flotilla
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| Ask her for a secret of the Avid Horizon
You have been consumed in your learning of the ways of the Gate.
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The Gate of Saints
She bids you join her on the wheel. She directs your gaze out towards the Horizon, where the two cowled statues stand.
"Let us speak of saints." She smiles, indulgent as a cat watching a baby bird hop across the lawn. "In their own image the saints made them, to guard the way behind them." Abruptly, she takes your palm and with a sudden knife at your flesh, carves sigils into both. "Here the Saint of the Lock and there the Saint of the Key."
Aboard the Flotilla
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| Ask her for a secret of the Avid Horizon
You have shriven your soul to learn the ways of the Gate.
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An indulgence
She invites you to stand beside her on her wheel and points to a constellation of distant stars, shining like a chain of rubies.
"The gate did not go unwatched. If it was seen and not closed, was that license?" She directs your gaze out to the vast darknesses between stars. "There are discordances in the heavens. The stars were before us; most shall outlive us." Her eyes gleam with reflected starlight, bathed in it. "This was permitted. Time is; time was. Hours gambled; Hours granted."
Aboard the Flotilla
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| Ask her for a secret of the Avid Horizon
You have believed so much to learn the ways of the Gate.
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The Silent Mystic laughs and cups your jaw in her hands. "Shall I lie to you?" She whirls you around on the wheel, her white robes flying like mist rising from the sea.
"Let's see, let's see, so many lies told here. Can't you feel the weight of them? The Traveller will never return; Albion was first. You will go home. Now tell me which was true!" She laughs and whirls you away.
Aboard the Flotilla
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| Return to the Flotilla
She is less than helpful.
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Aboard the Flotilla
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