Editing Propose a Pertinent Point

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|Icon = declaim.png
|ID = 342147
|location = The Singing Mandrake
|Description = [''First paragraph'']

The symposium is discussing language. But what aspect? Its relationship to thought? Parts of speech? The nature of meaning? How it relates to truth, or reality?

[''Third paragraph'']
[''Fourth paragraph'']
|Description summary = The first and third paragraphs vary based on your {{IL|Debate Angle}}, and the last paragraph varies based on the number of {{IL|Chelicerae Clicked in Applause}}.
{{Variant table|Condition = Debate Angle|Effect = First Paragraph|Compact = yes
|Value 1 = You have scrambled onto a boulder […] you would have a commanding view of the room, were it not for the lack of light. It is perhaps for the best – the fixed gazes of the thousands of young spiders you assist in debate could throw you off your stride.
|Value 2 = You cling to the web beside the Titan. From the ceiling, you would have a commanding view of the room […] Perhaps it's for the best – not being able to see the hunger of your audience will make for easier confidence in speaking.
|Value 3 = The scholars in their prime have arrayed themselves on levels around the chamber as if it were an amphitheatre. To speak for them, you need only stand at the front of one wall. From there, you have hundreds of spiders before you – and at your back.
}}
{{Variant table|Condition = Debate Angle|Effect = Third Paragraph|Compact = yes
|Value 1 = "Yes," chitters a spider the size of your foot. Its pedipalps wave forlornly.
|Value 2 = "Yes," whispers the isolated titan. You can barely hear its voice over the rustle of so many spiders, constantly shifting.
|Value 3 = "Yes," snaps a rose-red scholar, clearly not entirely enthusiastic about the subject matter.
}}
{{Variant table|Condition = Chelicerae Clicked in Applause|Condition alias = Chelicerae|Effect = Fourth Paragraph|Compact = yes
|Value 0 - 14 = You are a novelty here, and are permitted to speak.
|Value 15 - 29 = A small gaggle of bright-blue spiders whisper urgently, then flee into the pits of darkness at the cavern edges.
|Value 30 - 44 = Can a spider blush? Certainly, the way this whiskered ancient is waving its pedipalps suggests a certain embarrassment.
|Value 45 - 59 = A spider adorned with several scarlet spines rattles them in disagreement. It is clicked into silence.
|Value 60 - 74 = Unable to come up with a suitable riposte, one spider begins spinning a spiral web from the ceiling. All is well until it sticks a thread to the leg of a neighbour. The rest of the Symposium pointedly ignores their squabble.
|Value 75? - 89 = Thousands of eyes turn to a spider speaking in opposition to your allies. It, in turn, glares at you – but it has no point in rebuttal of your own.
|Value 90 - 109 = A dozen purple-haired spiders turn to the bulbous, bile-green arachnid behind them. It has not, as far as you can tell, done anything to cause affront. They are merely manoeuvring to direct attention elsewhere.
|Value 110 - 177 = A silver spider the size of a cart horse clears its throat to speak. Silence falls, then nothing. Has it fallen asleep? Died, mid thought? Or merely realised it has no point to make?
|Value 181 - 234 = You cannot see the spider that speaks next, or even make out its words. But a whisper comes from the depths of the chamber, one which sets the other spiders shifting uneasily. Did this hidden spider approve of your words, or scorn them?
|Value 235 - 399 = Several spiders are ostentatiously weaving. They have stood down from the argument, and wait to see who dares to go against you.
|Value 400 - 609 = The chamber is unsettlingly quiet, for something so filled with living creatures. Everyone present waits for your next word, hoping for something they can tear apart, or, perhaps, that will simply bolster their own opinions.
|Value 610+ = All the spiders, even your allies, are staring. You have brought to their chamber a philosophical mind and linguistic facility that they are ill-equipped to oppose.
}}
|Unlocked with = a redirect from [[Add your voice to that of the smaller spiders]], [[Align with the isolated titan]] or [[Speak for the self-proclaimed 'scholars in their prime']]
|Option1 = Suggest that thought shapes language
|Option2 = Posit that language makes reality
|Option3 = Suggest that they define knowledge
}}

=={{IL|The Academic Mood}}==
{{Options|Pass the floor to a spider inadequately prepared for debate|({{IL|The Academic Mood|Appearance=Mood}} 0 - 25)}}
{{Options|Probe them on the nature of truth|({{IL|The Academic Mood|Appearance=Mood}} 0 - 49)}}
{{Options|Suggest that language shapes thought|({{IL|The Academic Mood|Appearance=Mood}} 50 - 100)}}

==Claim Rewards==
{{Options|Accept a Volume of Collated Research}}
{{Options|Accept some handma— some silk}}
{{Options|Accept the contents of a small cocoon}}
{{Options|Accept the contents of a large cocoon}}
{{Options|Accept some of the finest linen}}

==Coilheart Games==
{{Options|Speak with a member of the audience}}