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From: The Last Alphabet


You tumble from your sweat-soaked bed. Where's that notebook?

Unlocked with Scrawl1 [1 * A Scholar of the Correspondence level] x Correspondence Plaque, Owl Watchful 100 + [10 * A Scholar of the Correspondence level], Implication 1 x Extraordinary Implication, Clouds 1 x Aeolian Scream, Library A Scholar of the Correspondence 5-20


Challenge information

Broad, Owl Watchful 150

  • 103 - very chancy (41%)
  • 128 - chancy (51%)
  • 153 - modest (61%)
  • 178 - very modest (71%)
  • 203 - low-risk (81%)
  • 228 - straightforward (91%)
  • 250 - straightforward (100%)

Success

A searing road

[…] The Correspondence was never meant for the children of earth. Down here in the darkness it's a little safer, but it still smells like suns. You force away the headaches, […] have a handy student cart away the bubbling tub of corrupted lead.

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Rare Success

A stroke of brilliance!

You've barely sat down when your mind is illuminated. Quite literally: light streams from your eyes, and you clutch at your smoking hair. But figuratively, too. Something slots into place. You didn't even touch your plaques.


Failure

A kind of horror

The space between the sigils of the Correspondence is the space between stars. Silence is a sucking void. When they find you, they find you by your screams. Your throat is raw.

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