The hammocks are strong and comfortable, made from thick ropes of dire spidersilk, but moving from branch to branch 300 feet above the ground is daunting, especially with the slow constant rocking caused by the wind.
Codex - Hearthfire Miscellany
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We’ll be OK as long as we follow the rules. The Fey are notoriously devious, and the Oracle warned us not to take their hospitality, but it’s one night, I made sure to pay in advance, and I can trust Scrig and Master Embersole not to take any liberties with the dandies or raid the larder. In the morning, we will awake, decline breakfast, and continue our journey to the Autumn Court.
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“See, the secret is to hunker down in a chassis that’s clearly already been stripped. This is the sweet spot in the Zone, there’s nothing natural left alive, but there’s not enough cliks to make mutatoids, and the Scrappers and Skinners will have already passed by. Just keep your lights out, don’t make too much noise, and don’t pick one that’s too close to one of the kaiju skeletons. You’ll be fine.”
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Hi!
I’m glad we caught you at home.
Can we use your phone?
We’re both in a bit of a hurry.
(sorry/not sorry)
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There is no daylight here, nor even the barest hint of breeze. A step here could take a year, a day could be the blink of an eye. No one can know if we’ll make it out the same as we came in. But we’re on the path. The deadwood creaks and moans, but no birds. No animals. No stars in the blackness above.
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Woodtangles are known to live for thousands of years, subsisting mostly on sunlight and rain. They do have mouths like other animals and rudimentary “teeth,” but their slow metabolism means that their cavernous mouths may seem like an inherited vestigial remnant from some chase-and-devour ancestor. That said, if some enterprising rentier is trying to sell you a night’s lodging in the open mouth of a woodtangle 'cause “it’s perfectly safe” and “it’s never moved in three lifetimes”…
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“In the herbage a number of weather-worn stones, evidently shaped with tools: broken, covered with moss and half sunken in the earth. Some lay prostrate, some lean, none are vertical. The headstones of graves, though the graves themselves no longer exist as either mounds or depressions; the years have leveled all. Scattered here and there, more massive blocks show where some pompous tomb or ambitious monument once flung its feeble defiance at oblivion. So old these relics, these vestiges of vanity and memorials of affection and piety, so battered and worn and stained—so neglected, deserted, forgotten the place – a burial-ground of a prehistoric race of men whose very name is long extinct?”
Apologies to Ambrose Bierce…
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You can hear them just outside the door, until they get bored and start to hold perfectly still. That’s always the creepiest thing with manikins. In any case, at least you have enough paper to write messages and communicate silently with your companions for a while. That is, as long as Gregor doesn’t snore when he sleeps tonight.
The hardest part of traveling by dragon train is that, eventually, you have to sleep. But the dragon train stops for nothing; the brochures were clear about that. A first-timer, you don’t have scaled boots, so you only hope your boots are scuffed enough to nestle between your dragon’s scales, holding you in place as you continue your journey north.
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Well, this should be the most wonderful place to make camp: behind the time-locked door housing the entire distributor stock of Alasatarian brandy, the finest, not to mention the most expensive, drink in all the 14 kingdoms. That would be, if the alchemical liquor wasn’t explosive when dropped, or, you know, toppled. And if the room wasn’t stocked to the gills so there is little room to sit,and certainly no room to sway. And… if you hadn’t finished sampling an entire bottle of the stuff yourself just before the lights went out.
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Making camp with the Bonvari is simple and pleasant enough: they are ship-dwelling folk. It would be just a tad easier if they didn’t insist that rails on ships are only for children… and if the clouds didn’t look quite so ominous. You weren’t born on the back of a whale like some Bonvari Wave-Runner, now were you?
Climbing the Sky Chain is never fun, and always a multi-day affair. You just hope you get to stop on a bigger floating rock this night, preferably a sold rock, not a dirt rock. Thats why you always like to tie your own life-line. You wish you hadn’t lent your second-life line to that wretch, Elan. He never was a good climber, or a good knot tier, and now that means you don’t have a spare.
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Just off the road is a small area of tamped-down earth and a ring of stones filled with coals and ashes. There’s pretty good visibility into the woods beyond and up and down the road, too. Clearly many other travelers have camped here in the past. Just pay no attention to the strange cold spot near the fire ring, or to the not-quite-coherent whispers that start an hour past sunset.
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First Officer’s Log, Stardate 24615.8. On approach to the mining colony on Eta Draconis-VI, our shuttlecraft was knocked off-course by an ion storm, which also disabled our main engines. Scanners indicate that the uninhabited Eta Draconis-III is L-class with a marginally breathable atmosphere, and that we can reach it using just our maneuvering thrusters. We will attempt to land there and make repairs. Of concern is that the the last planetary survey team to that world lost contact and was never recovered.
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Damn this accursed jungle! Our party has been stalked all day by a pack of dog-sized carnivorous lizards and harried by four-winged biting flies the size of hummingbirds. Imagine our relief to break through to the coastline: A spectacular white sand beach by a calm lagoon. Neither the lizards nor the flies followed us onto the beach, which we have taken as a good omen. We are now setting up camp on the sand as the sun nears the horizon. I feel somewhat exposed on this beach, but if something here is keeping those jungle-monsters at bay, then I’m all for it.
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Great job, everyone! This crowdsourcing is now closed!
I need the following people to let me know how they want to be credited (you can reply here or DM me): @Anodos @kir @malex @PercyPropa @Vlad_Temper
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Vlad Temper is good for me, thank you very much
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Collin Downing is what I go by in the real world, it’ll do. Thanks and great work everyone!
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Kyle Tam, since that’s my name for writing now!