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|Success summary = Description varies based on {{IL|Airs of the Leviathan}}. | |Success summary = Description varies based on {{IL|Airs of the Leviathan}}. | ||
{{Variant table|Condition=Airs of the Leviathan|Effect=Description|Condition type =Text|Compact=yes|Show Unaccounted=yes | {{Variant table|Condition=Airs of the Leviathan|Effect=Description|Condition type =Text|Compact=yes|Show Unaccounted=yes | ||
| − | |Value | + | |Value 20-21 = Crates and crates of zzoup, immaculately tinned and labelled. You line the pantry with them, keeping an eye out for a tin opener. Surely the cook has one somewhere. |
| − | |Value | + | |Value 41-49 = You roll barrels of lager up the slopes and into the back of the inn. Before stowing them away, one of your fellows removes bales of thirsty bombazine from hidden compartments in each head hoop. |
| − | |Value 51- | + | |Value 51-71 = The palettes are just labelled 'meat'. As you're loading them into the pantry, you dare to ask what ''kind'' of meat they might be, but all you receive are shakes of the head. Some questions, it seems, must remain mysteries. |
| − | |Value 76- | + | |Value 76-96 = The fruits are none that you recognise: bulbous gourds […] berries with a metallic sheen. The crates are stamped with a mark that indicates an origin-point deep in the Antipelago, to the east. The cook brightens […] "Been waiting on this shipment for months."}} |
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* {{Success Increase|Dangerous}} | * {{Success Increase|Dangerous}} | ||
