I’m unsurprised at the lengths people will go to in order to ruin my prize marrow
Oh yeah, also, the biggest reason I chose the Diamond ending of Light Fingers was to PREVENT a future Starved Men invasion and now I went through all that anguish for nothing! I don’t even like Mr Fires that much! I’ll just drink obscene amounts of public water then stare at one of our new guests until I feel better about this.
Fantastic art, btw. Love that hand holding the glowing stuff. Very tightly, with all its fingers.
So far, I’ve found the Bazaar is where you ask the Masters, the Docks are the Admiralty, Moloch Street is the Embassy, Ladybones Road is Sinning Jenny and the Shuttered Palace is the Traitor Empress.
I am planning to write a thesis on how the state of the so-called real world is impacting the scope of fictional disasters, an inflation of sorts, of horror, to keep fantasy ahead of the blandly expectable.
„… no, not even you.“
thank you that made me laugh quite a lot.
One more for you: Moloch Street for the Brass Embassy.
It may have gotten lost in all the spoiler tags (sheesh so many of them) but I noted it. I can’t link to the echoes since Fallen London is petering out on my end, sadly…
I have a nagging suspicion there may be something in the Labyrinth too.
LF characters get an extra line during State of Emergence: Starved Men. You’ve had… dealings with them before. There are other mentions of mangled creatures instead of Starved Men, but most notably, there’s an extra step after Spilling Out: So Are They Shaped.
I wonder what’s the trigger for it.
Maybe Knowledge of the Arts? That’s the only quality I can think of that directly requires starved interaction.
My praises for tech team were premature. Servers are under attack too.
Alright, so mobilizing…
There are five factions to sway, which we do by dumping actions at them. A big question is: what happens when one is swayed? (In the original GCO, finishing one dig site gave a benefit for the others.) Seems to be it might be ideal for all of us to focus on one, whereas current progress is fairly evenly spread out.
Sinning Jenny has a bit of a lead, and being in Ladybones she is also accessible to lower-level players. I might suggest concentrating on her first, even though she’s not my first choice.
There’s also the distinct possibility this will cause more things to be more on fire more quickly. Such is life in Fallen Lonon.
So much for the servers holding out. It was good while it lasted.
Well, alts gotta farm something, right? But the thing is the reward scales with something… watchful!
Servers are spotty, not actually down, just shedding load seemingly at random.
There are cards giving options for healing the city.
One required extra actions (3) and another card had a Shapeling check.
Anyone see anything like an opportunity to fight the starved men as such?
Actually two cards that have SA check.
Yup, there is one. And a total of 4 cards; at least that’s what I got until now.
There is unpleasant option for Cider owners in one of the cards.
A nice promo card: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/770266641762091079/1135941412127518750/SPOILER_estival_promo2.png!
But don’t click if you haven’t participated in the opening!
That is nice! EDIT: Just got the card! I am ashamed that I took that option, but I couldn’t help my curiosity! Also, there’s an option if you don’t own a fancy immortality drink. Both options are mutually exclusive and hidden.
I also got references to Written in the Glim and Evolution’s Godfall content there.
Starved Men. You’ve seen them up close – even been within one of their citadels. And you’ve met Godfall’s ‘saint in the rock’.
Unfortunately I’m unable to progress further since the servers have fully crapped out now.
Edit: Okay, made it further now. Considering the starved men with my background gives me this:
These Starved Men… You’ve had your past brushes with the beings that dwell in their castles in the ceiling.
Those from the Neath’s floor have dealt with them before – in capacities both cordial and violent – but their motives have remained… well – either as murky as their amber vats or as mutable as their forms.