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{{Variant table | {{Variant table | ||
− | |Condition = Hinterland City - The Style of a City|Condition alias = Style | + | |Condition = Hinterland City - The Style of a City|Condition alias = Style|Compact = yes |
|Effect = First paragraph(s) | |Effect = First paragraph(s) | ||
− | |Value | + | |Value True Beatrice = There are few long vistas […] few places that recommend themselves as a seat of power. The streets are terraced at many levels, the buildings assembled from lofts and mezzanines. To walk through the city is to encounter one cozy courtyard after another […] |
− | + | |Value Attenuated = The streets are terraced […] the buildings assembled from lofts and mezzanines. They are buttressed like a gothic cathedral, stretched and tall – as if something of the Starved Men had appealed to Furnace, and reshaped her in her last human days. | |
+ | |Value Porous = This is a city like a wasp's nest: the houses nestled together in cells, their walls papery […] | ||
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+ | Just here and there […] is […] some token of Cornelius' greater vision: a bronze replica of a mammoth skeleton; a painting of the ancestors of Rubbery Men […] | ||
+ | |Value Ivory = This is a city that envisions many non-human inhabitants. The streets […] wide enough to accommodate a mammoth […] | ||
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+ | […] murals depict the history of the Neath […] | ||
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+ | […] Hillchanger Tower […] as an animate building bent down to shake hands with a giant tomb-colonist. | ||
+ | |Value Remembered = Everywhere you look is something born from your own thoughts. […] This sill is arched […] like the brow of someone dear to you. | ||
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+ | But this is not Parabola. […] not your own dream-place. Other people live here. […] someone […] sings your mother's favourite lullabye. | ||
+ | |Value First City = The Manager […] has lived a long time […] known many cities […] | ||
So, though it is new, the refuge built of his substance seems millennia old. […] | So, though it is new, the refuge built of his substance seems millennia old. […] | ||
Most of all, it is built as a place of refuge and hospitality […] The most recognisable buildings are all communal […] | Most of all, it is built as a place of refuge and hospitality […] The most recognisable buildings are all communal […] | ||
− | |Value | + | |Value Bethlehem = The Manager […] knew many shapes of fear and dread, and the city knows them too. Eyes look up from the cracks between cobblestones. A smell of rotted meat rises from the basements. […] |
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No one will choose to attack the city and claim it for themselves […] | No one will choose to attack the city and claim it for themselves […] | ||
− | |Value | + | |Value School of Beatrice = There are few long vistas in the city […] The streets are terraced […] |
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That much draws on Beatrice’s vision […] The Manager has made it a place of refuge […] The most recognisable buildings are dormitories and refectories, hospitals and houses of mental refuge. | That much draws on Beatrice’s vision […] The Manager has made it a place of refuge […] The most recognisable buildings are dormitories and refectories, hospitals and houses of mental refuge. | ||
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