Editing Enjoy the satisfaction of possessing an incomparable diamond

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|ID = 238318
|Icon = lightfingers.png
|From Storylet title = The Rewards of Ambition
|Description = It's been too long since you bathed in its warm light.
|Game Instructions = This will grant a mix of rewards and reduce your Wounds. If you have an Ostentatious Diamond, it may hatch into a better diamond.
|Unlocked with = {{Unlock|Ambition: Light Fingers!|exactly 1500}}
|Success title = Immersion
|Success description = […] you store the Diamond in a heavy-duty safe in your cellar […] The safe swings open. A flood of gold washes over you […] The stolen light of the Mountain – yours, all yours! […] You bask in its light for a long time. Contented. […]
|Success summary = Mr Fires warned you not to spend too long with your diamond, but its light is invigorating. The last paragraph varies based on {{IL|The Airs of London}}.<noinclude><ref>Note: the text is based on the ''new'' Airs value, after it is randomized.</ref></noinclude>
{{Variant table|Condition = The Airs of London|Condition alias = Airs|Effect = Last Paragraph|Compact = yes|Show Unaccounted = yes
|Value 4 - 17 = You learn of a juicy scandal, exciting the city's gossips: Apparently a junior footman has eloped with the mistress of his house! By all accounts their love was sudden and all-consuming, although they scarcely knew one another.
|Value 22 - 38 = A report in the Gazette: shadowy figures have been spotted digging up the streets at night, doing something to the pipes. The next day they print a hasty retraction.
|Value 40 - 57 = Mr Fires, in ebullient mood, has granted all its workers a day's paid holiday. Such a thing is utterly unprecedented. Some speculate that the Master might have gone mad, or is perhaps on its deathbed, or was perhaps visited by reformatory ghosts.
|Value 60 - 65 = You accidentally left your Diamond in one place for a little too long. All the lesser items of jewellery in your Lodgings have hatched; gleaming beetles burrow into the walls.
|Value 70 - 79 = […] constables, still investigating Hephaesta's disappearance from Mrs Plenty's Carnival, have implored citizens to stop […] report dreams of "a muscular woman wandering along a smoking shore." Dreams, […], are unlikely to hold up in court.
|Value 82 - 84 = You attend an opera, not realising that Clarabelle was playing a minor role. Her singing was beautiful and devastating and a highlight of the show - until she spotted you in the audience, and faltered for a moment.
|Value 86 = Gazing in the mirror one morning, you find that you are burning with a cold inner light from within the nostrils and beneath the fingernails. Perhaps you should more carefully ration the time you spend with the Diamond.
|Value 94 = The city is fevered. You hear that unlikely romances are sparking in the strangest of places, fuelling giddy gossip. A postman and a deacon. A circus clown and an ambassador. A trio of soldiers. The Gazette deplores a general loosening of morals.
|Value 95 - 97 = The Gazette reports that a group of workers from one of Mr Fires' workshops have been sent to the Royal Bethlehem after apparently falling madly in love with a length of chain.
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*{{Gone|A Consequence of your Ambition –}}
*{{Airs|The Airs of London}}
*{{Gain|Confident Smile|4 x}}
*{{Gain|Making Waves|+10 CP}}
*{{Drop|Wounds|-5 CP}}
*{{Gain|Primaeval Hint|1 x}}
*{{Gain|Magnificent Diamond|1 x}}
*{{Item Loss|Ostentatious Diamond|1 x}}