Climb the dome itself (Fingerkings)
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From: The Top of the Dome
Ascend the jagged surface of jade and the ancient scales. Find a path that does not tread on the bronze coils.
Unlocked with Glasswork
Locked with Parabolan Dominance 3
- 3 and below - almost impossible (10%)
- 4 - high-risk (20%)
- 5 - high-risk (30%)
- 6 - tough (40%)
- 7 - very chancy (50%)
- 8 - chancy (60%)
- 9 - modest (70%)
- 10 - very modest (80%)
- 11 - low-risk (90%)
- 12 and above - straightforward (100%)
The climb is slow. But the Serpent of the Dome accepts you. […]
[…] The sky […] is a sheet of glass; the Parabolan sun, […]
[…] near the base of the dome, a panther walking by, with […] your reflection.
[…] "I wouldn't worry about it," says the Serpent. "It Is Not."
The climb to the top of the Dome is disorienting. The Serpent of the Dome meets you at the top; it tells you about Parabola’s Sun. As you examine Parabola from the Dome, you see a reflection of yourself walking with a panther. The reflection disappears after you climb down from the Dome.
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|The Sun Cracked?||Description|
|No||"The sun was born," says the Serpent of the Dome. "With certain modifications. Those women augmented it in the shell." But it does not seem to hear if you ask more questions.|
|Yes||The Serpent brings its head high enough that it can stare into your eyes. It has not forgotten how the sun was cracked. Its gaze makes your neck prickle.|
|0 - 3||You can see closer things, too: the jungle canopy, the edges of your Base-Camp. Far off, the Smoking Shore.|
|4 - 7||Parabola has not been too damaged recently: there are no armies moving on the horizon, no burnt swathes in the foliage. Your Base-Camp is safe, and not very distant.|
|8 - 11||Here and there, the traces of battle are still visible – dead trees in the jungle, meadows that have ceased to bloom. At least your Base-Camp is safe.|
|12 - 19||The terrain still shows the destruction of recent battles. Whole areas of the forest are laid low, and the hulks of siege-machines have been left to rot. Your Base-Camp bristles with guards.|
|20+||Destruction from the recent war is visible everywhere. Smoke hangs in the air; ash blows across your cheek. Carrion birds circle over a field of the vanquished.|
Redirects to: Perched on Top of the Dome
Far, but not far enough
You climb a few dozen feet above the floor of the jungle, fingers scrabbling at the rock. Sometimes shards of jade come away under your touch. Sometimes they simply aren't there. Put your foot on the wrong support, and you slide back to the ground.
- Wounds is increasing… (+1 CP)