Editing At the Command of the (Airship Name)

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{{Storylet
|ID = 355509
|Icon = airfleet.png
|colour = silver
|location = Warring on the Roof
|Description = [See below]

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You take a brief survey of the ''(Airship Name)'':

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|Description summary = The first paragraph is dependent on your {{IL|Under Attack!}} quality. The second paragraph is dependent on your {{IL|Far Afield from Station IX}} quality. And the final two sentences are dependent on your {{IL|Damage to your Airship}} and {{IL|Fuel Depletion of your Airship}} qualities respectively.
{{Variant table|Condition = Under Attack!|Effect = First Paragraph|Compact = yes
|Value 0 = The Roof is quiet. No sound but [...] your own heart; [...] the engines, [...] the propellers. There are candles lit in some of the pale citadels, but the Starved remain out of sight. For now.

[...]
|Value 1 = Candles gutter in the citadels. The Starved can see well enough in the dark. The silence is broken by the slice of serrated wings; the skittering of elongated limbs crawling down stone; the shriek as they prepare to leap – and rend.

[...]
}}
{{Variant table|Condition = Far Afield from Station IX|Effect = Second Paragraph|Compact = yes
|Value 0 - 4 = London is close below. There are few citadels here; the stalactites are calm. Pale pillars hang like needles from the rock, waiting to fall.
|Value 5 - 9 = The False-Stars move above, so close you could reach out and touch them...
|Value 10 - 19 = A vast carapace lies dormant ahead. Its flesh is the blue of midnight, its million eyes pale and curdled as milk. Once a Moon-Mother, now it is merely this.
|Value 20 - 29 = The citadels of the Starved are near. There is movement behind the yawning openings in their pallid facades. Within one, you see a great vat, ochre and boiling.
|Value 30 - 39 = Starved Men hang pinioned to slender stalactites. A hunting ground? An experiment, failed – or ongoing? A long limb twitches as you pass below, beseeching, or grasping...
|Value 40 - 49 = Tunnels above, burrowed into the rock, extending towards the Surface. Fat and amber clots these openings, though you fancy you can see movement within. The Starved do not share a singular purpose – who knows what this might be?
|Value 50+ = A vast citadel ahead, formed of flesh and bone as much as of stone. Its facade resembles a skull, but not that of any human. [...] The mouth [...] is composed of five rows of [...] teeth.
}}
{{Variant table|Condition = Damage to your Airship|Effect = Fourth Paragraph|Compact = yes
|Value 0 - 1 = Your airship is in fine fettle. 
|Value 2 = The craft has taken fire, but no more than a glancing blow. You remain fighting fit!
|Value 3 - 4 = There are holes in the deck and one engine billows with black smoke. Yet you persevere.
|Value 5 - 6 = Half the crew is lost. Fires rage across the deck. Yet still, the airship holds, guns blazing.
|Value 7 = The craft is almost lost. Only the sound of cannon through the smoke lets you know that your gunners fight on.
|Value 8 = The airship is a lost cause. Retreat, while you still can!
}}
{{Variant table|Condition = Fuel Depletion of your Airship |Effect = Fifth Paragraph|Compact = yes
|Value 0 - 2 = You have sufficient fuel.
|Value 3 - 4 = Your boilers are at half capacity.
|Value 5 - 7 = Your fuel stores are running dangerously low.
|Value 8 = Your fuel is depleted. You must head back, while you still can.
}}
}}
==No Danger==
{{Options|Employ speed}}
{{Options|Employ stealth}}
{{Options|Go looking for trouble}}
{{Options|Return to base}}

==Under Attack==
{{Options|Stay at range and return fire}}
{{Options|Engage the enemy directly}}
{{Options|Evade their attacks}}

==Sighting the Castles==
{{Options|Sight one of the castles on the roof}}

==Menaces too high==
{{Options|Return to base under emergency power}}
{{Options|Attempt an emergency retreat!}}