Listen for scraps of dialogue

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From: A Stage in Shadows


If you're not permitted to watch the play, you may least keep an ear open for its echoes.


Challenge information

Broad, Watchful 200

  • 137 - very chancy (41%)
  • 170 - chancy (51%)
  • 204 - modest (61%)
  • 237 - very modest (71%)
  • 270 - low-risk (81%)
  • 304 - straightforward (91%)
  • 334 - straightforward (100%)

Each point of Insubstantial adds 15 points of Watchful.

Success

Scraps of dialogue

You strain your ears—

[See below]

And that is all. The performance fades back into noise.

Description summary:
What you hear varies with Crimson Airs.

Crimson AirsDescription
1 - 20"—experiment? And if I should refuse?" A regal voice.

A second speaker: dusty, old, untrustworthy. "No retribution, Lady, but for this: You'll live not knowing if it could be done."

21 - 40A voice of red command. "Constrain your feedings, little wyrms, for it is not yours to judge a crime from holy truth."

Wheedling, a chorus in reply, with an undercurrent like thunder. "Our appetites are sharpened to your whim—"

41 - 60"With our teeth so sharp as starlight – begging, of course, your pardon." Bright and keen and crystal, […]

"You belong to him. I see crystal poison in your orbit." Her voice is […] wracked with suspicion. […] interlocutor's footsteps, like the tick of the clock.

61 - 80"How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child." They must be performing Lear; already the thunder rattles. Lear's voice is aged and precise, with a hint of a European accent.
81-100A fierce dialogue […] a princely voice in conversation with someone quiet and mumbling. "Has not heaven an ear? Is all the lightning wasted?"

A pause. No thunder […]. Their interlocutor mutters a reply.

"Full mad," […] "He shall not live to see the Moon change."

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Failure

The ring of truth

Indistinct voices, bounced and echoing off a ragged labyrinth of stone. […] speaking voices, moving into whispers, culminating in a shouted confrontation.

[…] That scream is clear as crystal, and desperately believable. What is happening down there?

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