Editing Steal a bottle
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|Icon = Bottleblack.png | |Icon = Bottleblack.png | ||
| − | |From Storylet title = Procure Black Wings Absinthe | + | |From Card/Storylet title = Procure Black Wings Absinthe |
|Description = The Portly Sommelier has a weakness for his own stock, and he is usually pretty well oiled by lunchtime. A skilled thief should have little trouble liberating a bottle of absinthe as he snoozes. | |Description = The Portly Sommelier has a weakness for his own stock, and he is usually pretty well oiled by lunchtime. A skilled thief should have little trouble liberating a bottle of absinthe as he snoozes. | ||
|BroadQuality = {{IL|Shadowy}} | |BroadQuality = {{IL|Shadowy}} | ||
|BroadDiff = 64 | |BroadDiff = 64 | ||
|Success title = Almost too easy | |Success title = Almost too easy | ||
| − | |Success description = You wait until the Sommelier's eyelids begin to droop and nip behind the counter. The absinthe is nestled between the chanterelle champagnes and an unpleasant Germanic liqueur flavoured with what look like flecks of lead. […] | + | |Success description = You wait until the Sommelier's eyelids begin to droop and nip behind the counter. The absinthe is nestled between the chanterelle champagnes and an unpleasant Germanic liqueur flavoured with what look like flecks of lead. […]}} |
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*{{Success Increase|Shadowy}} | *{{Success Increase|Shadowy}} | ||
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{{Failure | {{Failure | ||
|Failure title = He wasn't that drunk | |Failure title = He wasn't that drunk | ||
| − | |Failure description = The Sommelier's eyes flick open just as you are edging behind the counter. You change direction in a heartbeat and pretend to inspect a shelf of puffball ales. All the same, he gives you a long hard look. | + | |Failure description = The Sommelier's eyes flick open just as you are edging behind the counter. You change direction in a heartbeat and pretend to inspect a shelf of puffball ales. All the same, he gives you a long hard look.}} |
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*{{Failure Increase|Shadowy}} | *{{Failure Increase|Shadowy}} | ||
*{{Gain|Suspicion|+1 CP}} | *{{Gain|Suspicion|+1 CP}} | ||
