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{{stub}} {{Infobox story |name = The Graveyard of Stars |image = ruins_ambience.png |px = 260px |category = [[Story Event]] |type = Story |linked = |id = 290109 }} '''{{PAGENAME}}''' is a [[Sunless Skies]] [[Story Event]]. =Log Entries= ''You are near the edge of this district of the sky. Little lies beyond, except a cold death.'' ==Story description== ''A waste stretches before you. The star that reigned over it died cold aeons ago. Now, its domain is empty of life; drowned in darkness; harried by a howling wind. Your crew beg you to turn back. All that waits ahead is the slow shedding of all that you were, then a frozen death.'' ==Trigger Conditions== <ul>Trying to get out of the map</ul> ==Interactions== {| class='ss-table' style='width:100%;' !style='width:15%;'| Actions !style='width:30%;'| Requirements ! colspan='2' style='width:40%;'| Effects !style='width:15%;'| Notes |- | rowspan='4' | {{effect title|Ambition: Search the Wastes for your friend}} <div>She left her crew at New Winchester and took the Azazel, alone, into the howling wastes. </div> | rowspan='4' | <ul> * [[File:dyingstar icon.png|23px]] [[Ambition: the Truth]] = 90 <span style='color:#C03060;'>[</span><span style='color:white;'>Gather a store of fuel and supplies and search for your friend beyond the edge of the Reach. Or, more wisely, abandon this unhappy quest at New Winchester</span><span style='color:#C03060;'>]</span><p></p> * [[File:fuel square icon.png|23px]] 3 x [[Fuel]]<p></p> * [[File:supplies square icon.png|23px]] 2 x [[Supplies]]<p></p> * [[File:affiliationacadame icon.png|23px]] [[On your Friend's Trail]] challenge (<span style='color:#C03060;'>'''50'''</span> for 100%)<p></p> </ul> | colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952; background: #002020;' align='center' | <span style='color:white;'>Failed event</span> | rowspan='4' | ''Game note: <span style='color:#C03060;'>The more searches you make, the better your chances of finding her.</span>'' |- | colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952;' | <span style='color:white'>'''Where the wind waits '''</span> <div>For days you scour the waste. These are regions where the suns have died, victims of the polite slaughter concealed by the Courtesy. You find nothing but frozen ruins, grim grey monuments, and rubble strewn across the sky. Winds hound your locomotive, battering her every hour of the endless night. Frost is a constant threat, creeping along pipes, infiltrating the stores. Eventually, you have to turn back. When your engine and crew have thawed, you can try again.</div> <ul> * [[File:affiliationacadame icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:green;'>+20</span> x [[On your Friend's Trail]]<p></p> * [[File:fuel square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-3</span> x [[Fuel]]<p></p> * [[File:supplies square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-2</span> x [[Supplies]]<p></p> </ul> |- |colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952; background: #002020;' align='center' | <span style='color:white;'>Successful event</span> |- | colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #RAREREPL;' | <span style='color:white'>'''Just in time '''</span> <div>On the third midnight after you entered the wastes, a junior signaller cries out. "A fire, Captain!" You rush to the window. There, in a ruined palace-fragment, you see a flicker of lonely flame.</div> <ul> * [[File:fuel square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-3</span> x [[Fuel]]<p></p> * [[File:supplies square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-2</span> x [[Supplies]]<p></p> {{trigger event|The Azazel||locket}}<p></p> </ul> |- | rowspan='6' | {{effect title|Venture in}} <div>Just a little way. Just enough to say that you have; to be one of those rare, wild few. The crew will undoubtedly resist; you must convince them. </div> | rowspan='2' border-bottom: 1px solid #A36A00; | <ul> * [[File:hearts icon.png|23px]] [[Hearts]] challenge (<span style='color:#C03060;'>'''84'''</span> for 100%)<p></p> * [[File:fuel square icon.png|23px]] 3 x [[Fuel]]<p></p> * [[File:supplies square icon.png|23px]] 1 x [[Supplies]]<p></p> </ul> | colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952; background: #002020;' align='center' | <span style='color:white;'>Failed event</span> | rowspan='6' | ''Game note: <span style='color:#C03060;'>This will consume fuel and supplies.</span>'' |- | colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952;' | <span style='color:white'>'''Probably for the best '''</span> <div>Despite your exhortations, the crew will not obey. They have heard too many stories of engines dying in the wastes; of the killing fingers of encroaching ice; of crew and captains going mad in the dark. "We'd follow you anywhere, [[Addressed As#SpeechInformal|Addressed As(SpeechInformal)]]. But not there."</div> <ul> * [[File:terror icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>+5</span> x [[Terror]]<p></p> </ul> |- |colspan='3' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952; background: #002020;' align='center' | <span style='color:white;'>Successful event</span> |- | rowspan='3' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #RAREREPL;' | <span style='color:white'>'''The ringing wastes '''</span> <div>Eventually, you convince them. Your locomotive nudges forward into the liquid shadows. The wind threatens to pull you deeper in, and your chief engineer shovels fuel into the engine to fight back. A crewman is praying, over and over. On the third repeat, he forgets the words. A day's hard travel later, you are still only on the outskirts of the waste. You have seen no living thing. The cold of the skies you left behind is only a ghost of the cold here. The cold here stills and slays. Your hull groans beneath a new coat of black ice.</div> <ul> * [[File:taleofterror icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:green;'>+1</span> x [[Tale of Terror]]<p></p> * [[File:skystory icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:green;'>+1</span> x [[Sky-Story]]<p></p> * [[File:calendar icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:green;'>+1</span> x [[Date]]<p></p> * [[File:wastewaif icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:green;'>+10</span> x [[Attention: the Waste-Waif]]<p></p> * [[File:fuel square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-3</span> x [[Fuel]]<p></p> * [[File:supplies square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-1</span> x [[Supplies]]<p></p> * [[Over the Edge]] = 1<p></p> |colspan='1'| <span style='color:white'>'''Examine your surroundings'''</span> <div>Your lights illuminate vast stone fragments, aglitter with frost.</div> | colspan='1' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #feeb75; |<div>Are they the frozen gobbets of shattered worlds? Ruins, abraded beyond recognition by the roaring wind? Old idols, whose shape would never have been recognisable to you? You spend a restless night in their shadow. At midnight, one of your crew attempts to murder her bunk-mate. When asked why, she has no answer other than "Because that is how it is done." You imprison her, and give the order to head back. The crew scurry, thankfully, to obey.</div> <ul> * [[File:crew icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-1</span> x [[Crew]]<p></p> * [[File:terror icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>+5</span> x [[Terror]]<p></p> </ul> |- |colspan='1'| <span style='color:white'>'''Listen to the wind'''</span> <div>What can it tell you?</div> | colspan='1' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #feeb75; |<div>The closer you listen, the more it sounds like a scream, raw with anguish and fury. The ghosts of the murdered must scream thus. You all spend a sleepless night huddled about the galley stove, while the wind hammers your vessel. At three o'clock, one of your crew begins to howl like a dog. He will not stop, even when gagged, even when his throat bleeds. You are forced to restrain him to quarters. When you give the order to head back, your crew scurry, gratefully, to obey.</div> <ul> * [[File:crew icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-1</span> x [[Crew]]<p></p> * [[File:terror icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>+5</span> x [[Terror]]<p></p> * [[File:crew icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>+1</span> x [[Another One, Lost]]<p></p> </ul> |- |colspan='1'| <span style='color:white'>'''Look out into the dark'''</span> <div>They say it will send you mad. They say the darkness looks back. They are cowards.</div> | colspan='1' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #feeb75; |<div>There are movements in the dark, like the slow roll of surf. You glance at the reflection of your clock. How quickly an hour has passed! People fear the dark because they fear what might be in it. But there are no demons there. There is only your own reflection and, beyond it, nothing. The clock chimes. Goodness! Have you really been standing here another four hours? Time flies. "Who were you talking to, [[Addressed As#SpeechInformal|Addressed As(SpeechInformal)]]?" a crewman asks. "You've been answering questions. Giving your name. Our names. [[Origin: Academic#OverTheEdge|Origin: Academic(OverTheEdge)]][[Origin: Urchin#OverTheEdge|Origin: Urchin(OverTheEdge)]][[Origin: Poet#OverTheEdge|Origin: Poet(OverTheEdge)]][[Origin: Soldier#OverTheEdge|Origin: Soldier(OverTheEdge)]][[Origin: Auditor#OverTheEdge|Origin: Auditor(OverTheEdge)]][[Origin: Zailor#OverTheEdge|Origin: Zailor(OverTheEdge)]][[Origin: Priest#OverTheEdge|Origin: Priest(OverTheEdge)]][[Origin: Revolutionary#OverTheEdge|Origin: Revolutionary(OverTheEdge)]]" You order him to turn the engine around immediately. He scurries, gratefully, to obey.</div> <ul> * [[File:terror icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>+10</span> x [[Terror]]<p></p> </ul> |- </ul> |- | rowspan='4' | {{effect title|Search the frosted ruins for one of the lost sigils}} <div>The vast ruins are decorated with ice: some in fractal patterns, others with marks that could almost be writing.</div> | rowspan='4' | <ul> * [[File:sigil20 icon.png|23px]] [[Searching for Sigils]] β₯ 1 and β€ 29<p></p> * [[File:sigil2 icon.png|23px]] [[The Pain Experienced at Apogee(quality)|The Pain Experienced at Apogee]] β€ 0<p></p> * [[File:iron icon.png|23px]] [[Iron]] challenge (<span style='color:#C03060;'>'''109'''</span> for 100%)<p></p> * [[File:sigil20 icon.png|23px]] [[Sigils Found]] β€ 6 <span style='color:#C03060;'>[</span><span style='color:white;'>You have found a lost sigil. You need 1 more</span><span style='color:#C03060;'>]</span><p></p> * [[File:fuel square icon.png|23px]] 3 x [[Fuel]]<p></p> * [[File:supplies square icon.png|23px]] 1 x [[Supplies]]<p></p> </ul> | colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952; background: #002020;' align='center' | <span style='color:white;'>Failed event</span> | rowspan='4' | |- | colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952;' | <span style='color:white'>'''Ice-bound '''</span> <div>As you search, there is a flicker in your peripheral vision. You look for the cause and discover a camp, frozen hard as iron. Perhaps the movement was this brittle flag, slipping from its pole to the ground. It is marked with the quill-and-star emblem of the Singh-Jenkins expedition. On a vast pillar supporting a lean-to, you see a sigil, flaring like a sore. The cold clenches hard. You take a rubbing and rush back to the warmth of your engine. As you go to step inside, a sharp wind slams you against the hull: you disturbed the solitude. You are unwelcome here.</div> <ul> * [[File:wastewaif icon.png|23px]] [[Attention: the Waste-Waif]] = 20 <span style='color:#C03060;'>[</span><span style='color:white;'>The Waif is displeased with you</span><span style='color:#C03060;'>]</span><p></p> * [[File:fuel square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-3</span> x [[Fuel]]<p></p> * [[File:supplies square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-1</span> x [[Supplies]]<p></p> {{trigger event|The Pain Experienced at Apogee||sigil2}}<p></p> </ul> |- |colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #1D4952; background: #002020;' align='center' | <span style='color:white;'>Successful event</span> |- | colspan='2' style='border-bottom: solid 1px #RAREREPL;' | <span style='color:white'>'''Ice-bound '''</span> <div>As you search, there is a flicker in your peripheral vision. You look for the cause and discover a camp, frozen hard as iron. Perhaps the movement was this brittle flag, slipping from its pole to the ground. It is marked with the quill-and-star emblem of the Singh-Jenkins expedition. On a vast pillar supporting a lean-to, you see a sigil, flaring like a sore. The cold clenches hard. You take a rubbing and rush back to the warmth of your engine.</div> <ul> * [[File:fuel square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-3</span> x [[Fuel]]<p></p> * [[File:supplies square icon.png|23px]] <span style='color:red;'>-1</span> x [[Supplies]]<p></p> {{trigger event|The Pain Experienced at Apogee||sigil2}}<p></p> </ul> |- | {{effect title|Propitiate the Waste-Waif}} <div>You have angered one of the spiteful gods of the sky. Perhaps, here β on the edge of the places it has taken for its own β you can win its forgiveness.</div> | <ul> * [[File:wastewaif icon.png|23px]] [[Attention: the Waste-Waif]] β₯ 20 <span style='color:#C03060;'>[</span><span style='color:white;'>The Waif is displeased with you</span><span style='color:#C03060;'>]</span><p></p> </ul> |colspan='2'|<div></div> <ul> {{trigger event|The Scapegoat||-}}<p></p> </ul> | |- | {{effect title|Turn back}} <div>To the starlight and the ports. To the enclaves of humanity, sprinkled across still-living skies. To fires in the hearth, and toast with marmalade, and the steam coiling over a fresh cup of tea, and friends.</div> | <ul> </ul> |colspan='2'| <span style='color:white'>'''One hundred and eighty '''</span> <div>You issue the order. Your engine, amidst its skirts of steam, lumbers around until the wastes are to the aft. The crew work briskly, and soon you are thundering back into less terrible spaces. In a moment of relief, someone blows the engine's whistle. </div> <ul> </ul> | |} ===Links In=== [[The Scapegoat]], [[File:ruins_ambience.png|42px]] [[The Azazel]] ===Links Out=== [[The Scapegoat]], [[File:default_ambience.png|42px]] [[The Pain Experienced at Apogee]], [[File:ruins_ambience.png|42px]] [[The Azazel]] {{Navbox story events}} [[Category:Sunless Skies story event]]
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