Check on the state of the network

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Description summary:
The description varies with the level of Acquaintance: Old Resurrection:

Acquaintance	Description
6	Until you build a trading post somewhere else, your 'network' is just the node of the Midnight Moon. But you're checking in all the same.
7+	How's business across the wide Roof?

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Success

A quick check-in

[…]

She sniffs. "Let's see... what news? […]"

Description summary:
The first paragraph varies with the level of Acquaintance: Old Resurrection. The second paragraph varies with the Airs of the Roof and then (probably) The Tower, Reversed:

Acquaintance	Description
6	"Better since you stopped the water, but not as good as I'd like it. [...] I've no claim on your time. And I'll never be desperate enough to beg. But chatter is you're my conduit to the feasts beyond the Miser-Roads, and I've worked up an appetite."
7-8	She is barely visible through [...] pipesmoke. The cloud smells [...] of zeeweed. One forearm holds a stack of papers steady, while the other hand stamps import forms. "Good," she grunts. "Generating more paperwork'n I'd hoped for, but can't deny the numbers."
9+	Old Resurrection [...] lets out a low whistle. "Let's just say the old girl won't fall off her harpoon for a while yet." She leans back in her chair, exposing the scars at her throat. "Startin' to think that rain was a blessing, to bring you to my door."

Airs of Zenith	Description
1 - 10 21 - 30 41 - 50 61 - 70 81 - 90	[blank]
11 - 20	Lost a smuggler to Zenith's violant pools the other week. Told 'em to be careful. Not many profits left from that trip, after giving 'is family their due.
31 - 40	Doing a fine trade in surveys from that fidgety Astronomer fellow. Knew he'd be a good investment, back when I got him out of London. People show their mettle, up here.
51 - 60	Zenith's still spookier'n a tin mine at night.
71 - 80	Can't find buyers for the Astronomer's maps of Parabola. They're accurate, sure, but nobody wants them.
91 - 100	In talks with the Illuminated, to see if we can expand through them. Odd lot. But it takes all kinds.

Airs of Burgundy	Description
1 - 10 21 - 30 41 - 50 61 - 70 81 - 90	[blank]
11 - 20	I'm afeared that that Weaver's eyes'll hatch, though, and that'll be all for fancy carpets.
31 - 40	Had a spot of trouble with the guardsmen on Burgundy's walls, but we, ah, came to an arrangement.
51 - 60	Burgundy's inversion is still causing my airships headaches.
71 - 80	Selling those tapestries almost as fast as that Weaver can make 'em – and that's quick.
91 - 100	Making a killing on the Burgundy lot. Selling them old technology like it's a wonder!

Airs of the Sous	Description
1 - 10 21 - 30 41 - 50 61 - 70 81 - 90	[blank]
11 - 20	Your Frenchmen from the Sous like to pretend they don't understand me accent, but they're good workers.
31 - 40	Been talking with the Frenchies about operations on the Surface. It's possible, y'know.
51 - 60	Some o' the smugglers are learnin' French, and startin' to get opinions about wine.
71 - 80	No news from the Sous, still. But I take that as a positive. Gives me the chills, that place.
91 - 100	Sous is quiet still, just how I like it.

Crimson Airs	Description
1 - 10 21 - 30 41 - 50 61 - 70 81 - 90	[blank]
11 - 20	Concerning news from yer red castle. I won't ask no questions, provided I keep getting them scripts.
31 - 40	Got a new recruit from yonder wilds the other week. Thespian type. Terrible table manners.
51 - 60	Some of the lads put on one of our playwright's little stories not long ago. I can see why they chased 'im out of London now.
71 - 80	Imported some of those tragedies into London last week. Hookman House is on us, but the Actaeon is running a sold-out show, so business is good!
91 - 100	Got any more o' them plays? Good bit o' reading on them, of an evening.

The Tower, Reversed	Description
1 - 249(?)	[blank]
250	And," she offers you a triumphant grin, "the Tower does what the Tower does. I can't rightly claim we're not thrivin'."

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