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From: Low Tide in the Scintillack Pools

Action Cost: 0

How are things progressing, out where the coral gleams? Who is making their fortune? Who is faring poorly?


Success

Work progresses

[Variable first paragraph]

The tide whispers; always approaching, never out of sight.

Description summary:
The first paragraph depends on multiple qualities.

Iron & Misery Scintillack ExtractionFirst Sentence
0 - 2The miners' work teams are fighting against the jagged maw of the coral, and making very little headway.
3The miners have extracted a very small quantity of scintillack from the tide pool. It glitters in their carts like glass.
4Carts are slowly being filled with scintillack, drawn from the reef by the miners' efforts. They may yet meet their quota.
5Scintillack is being chipped out of the cliffs by the fistful. The miners are having a productive shift.
6The miners are coated in silver-purple dust. Scintillack falls from the cliff like hail. Some is lost to the zee, but a small fortune still remains for transport back to Port Cecil.
7 - 8The miners have reduced this once-glittering tide pool to barren black steps. They barely have enough carts to transport their haul.
Feline ArgentationSecond Sentence
0 - 2Meanwhile, the lamp-cats are having little luck in finding scintillack that fulfils their opaque requirements.
3Meanwhile, a crowd of lamp-cats has surrounded a small outcropping of coral. It looks like slim pickings for the curious creatures.
4Meanwhile, the lamp-cats have split into two groups to investigate promising scintillack formations on either side of the pool. There may just be enough for each of them.
5Meanwhile, the lamp-cats have access to enough scintillack that they can exercise their feline disdain for being around other cats. Their sinuous bodies twine in expected places.
6Meanwhile, the lamp-cats are spoilt for choice, claiming all of the many coral spurs out of the reach of the miners' ropes and picks. They strut around the pool, successful.
7 - 8Meanwhile, silver froth laps over the cliffs and into the zee, a sign of the lamp-cats' prodigious success. The cats themselves are smug and slow, basking in their own excellence.

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