Liberate the dungeons of the Castle

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From: Within the Castle of Forests

The Fingerkings collect prisoners here like gold in a Viking's hoard. Most are swiftly forgotten, some linger still. It would raise spirits to advance the cause of freedom.

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Challenge information

Broad, Dangerous 175

  • 120 - very chancy (41%)
  • 149 - chancy (51%)
  • 178 - modest (61%)
  • 208 - very modest (71%)
  • 237 - low-risk (81%)
  • 266 - straightforward (91%)
  • 292 - straightforward (100%)


Into the cosmogone light

The Castle is a forest […] Its dungeons […] are similarly vast.

With mortar and shell you lay siege […] laying open the Castle's foundations. […]

You uncover lost missionaries and blind Rosers, repentant devils and remorseless tigers. Your ranks swell […]


Description summary:
The fourth paragraph varies with Parabolan Infantry

Parabolan Infantry4th paragraph
The Wakeful Gentlemen[…]Solemn-faced, he orders his company to split their rations with the newcomers. He takes their leaders aside and there exchanges soft words and a cup of wine. "I have known the trials of this place," he tells you.
The Satrap-SaintsThe Satrap-Saints coil around the prisoners […] The Seven-headed Captain's many eyes silver. […] Slowly, the rescued prisoners relax, soothed by the sibilant words of the Satrap-Saint. "We were not always thus," […] "Some of us dreamed of better."
The Pax HominesThe Pax Homines form a barrier around the prisoners, marching before and around them in fortified formation. None may draw near the liberated captives so long as the chessmen still march.

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The grey-gloamings

The Castle is vast, its fungus-strewn dungeons deep.[…] You peek into the foulest of crevices and tear up the deepest of roots – and find no one. Perhaps the Fingerkings have taken them away. Perhaps they never were. Only the silence […] remains.

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