Make dye from your aches and pains

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From: To Make a Moth


"You've seen the Tapestry-Moths about the city. Dragons, and unicorns, and wondrous hunts. To live in glory is to accept bodily risk."

Unlocked with Wounds 5, 1250 x Stuiver

Locked with Autolepidopterist 12


Challenge information

Narrow, Kataleptic Toxicology 5 (50% base)

  • 1 and below - almost impossible (10%)
  • 2 - high-risk (20%)
  • 3 - high-risk (30%)
  • 4 - tough (40%)
  • 5 - very chancy (50%)
  • 6 - chancy (60%)
  • 7 - modest (70%)
  • 8 - very modest (80%)
  • 9 - low-risk (90%)
  • 10 and above - straightforward (100%)

Each point of Neathproofed adds 1 point of Kataleptic Toxicology.

Each three points of Autolepidopterist increases the base difficulty by 2 points.

Success

Collected

It all bleeds out of you, ache and bruise and injury. The Moth-Eaten Mortician collects it […] "We will use this to tint the cocoon," he explains, […] "Should the moth turn towards the hunt, its wings will already know of life, and blood, and beating hearts."

[…]

Description summary:
The second paragraph of the description varies with Autolepidopterist.

AutolepidopteristDescription
1He lets you take a shroud of fine grave-silk, rescued from an incoming guild-barge. He behaves as though this is an act of supreme generosity, but it does not nearly cover his fee.
2He lets you take another length of silk, this time black and smooth. Again, he acts like he is being supremely generous. He pockets your stuivers with a single gesture.
3-9The same dance as always – he offers you a conciliatory bolt of fine guild-spun silk. If it is meant to be an apology for the cost of this business, it is inadequate.
?+The same dance as always – he offers you a conciliatory bolt of fine guild-spun silk. If it is meant to be an apology for the cost of this business, it is as inadequate as ever.

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Failure

Inopportune timing

The two conjoined guildhalls are curiously quiet. But not quiet enough. A barge draws in, veiled in black, the old […] and almost-dead unloaded into the dark. The Mortician shushes you, bids you to hide. Not fast enough – one of his fellows sees you.

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