I feel like a lot of the earlier ones were more long-term profitable than a lot of the more recent ones, I'll say that.
I'm still getting a payoff from the ones with the Blemmigans and the Emperor's Children, not to mention the prototype Exception Story with the face thief. Well, the other face thief now.
Yeah, Secrets Framed in Gold got me to Scholar 2, although I kind of think I should've taken the other, more ruthless choice at the very end. (Same with the Soul Trade--I'm selling souls to Hell by the wagonload anyway, so maybe I should've just gotten the fork and made it official.)
I think I'm gonna skip having a Rubbery consort, although if I ever decide to spend big on a single piece of content, "Flint" piqued my interest.
Soul Trade's good option does have it's upsides. Namely, being able to heal all of your menaces if you have enough Infernal material, and getting very useful bits of Connected
For Secrets Framed in Gold, the ruthless option doesn't payoff that much. At least, so I've been told. Definitely isn't worth breaking the forger's spirit
Oh yeah? Well, that's good. The rewards from the choice I took in both cases were still both pretty good all things considered--the "let the poor guy sleep and just sell the painting" option gave me a huge haul, plus that Correspondence boost. And the writing throughout was top-notch.
It actually probably would have been a little faster for me to get a room at the Royal Bethlehem, since I would've just had to get the 50 Antique Mysteries and nothing else. But the Merry Gentleman freaks me out so much I would literally rather go to Hell.
Man, getting a four-card lodging and making my Shadowy high enough to get Inside Information made breaking into Concord Square a snap. (It was nice there was an option to break in for the purpose of solving a bunch of crimes, though. Just incredible.)
Not sure what to do next. Capture stuff for the Labyrinth of Tigers in order to get my Dangerous up with all my other stats, probably.
[03:58] <Yarr> The five card version of the Brass Embassy is the hardest to come by, even ignoring the Christmastime cheat
[03:58] <Yarr> Each of the four card housings require a special item to be upgraded to five cards
[03:59] <Yarr> The ones for the Bazaar and the Royal Beth are merely ludicrously expensive. the one for the Brass Embassy can only be gained through accumulating a ton of scrap or a one-time opportunity concerning one of the storylets
Secular Missionary 12: I trust her less than I trust the Revolutionary, but I like her more than him. Though both are pretty close--I don't trust either, but I like them both alright. I'll probably pick her, but I'll be thinking about, I dunno, not backstabbing them per se but stranding them both under the cave for a few weeks until they learn to get along.
A room. Possibly your room. You don't know the time of day, or which day it is, or your name. But these are trifles, and your hair will grow back eventually. What matters is what you have witnessed. The howling letters from beyond the reach of Surface telescopes!
So it turns out that being a level 8 Hedonist who's Closest To Bohemians was, in fact, the best way to prepare for studying the Correspondence.
I probably just woke up and thought "Woo, was that Grayfields I had last night or Strangling Willow? Wait, no, that was research."
OK, got everything up to 100 and did the little "everyone knows you're a badass" circuit around the starting areas. Next step, an opportunity card I guess.
With equipment, I'm at 100+ on Watchful and Persuasive, so I just need to boost Dangerous and Shadowy now. And finish my current Persuasive Making Your Name.
The Dangerous and Shadowy Making Your Names are both fun and profitable. For Shadowy you need to be very thorough in your preparations, though, since the failures carry a risk of just instantly going to jail. As I found out the hard way...twice.
Also I probably would've seduced the Barbed Wit either way.
I think I failed burglarizing the Bazaar once. I should have been sent to the Royal Beth, but I switched to the Myself tag and equipped a Cheerful Goldfish.
That's something you can totally do, btw.
And jail has its advantages. I mean, you kind of have to go there to meet the Repentant Forger, and who would pass up the chance to get painted like one of his french girls?
Anyway, my first action as a PoSI was to join the Dilmub Club. Which I'm a little disappointed isn't a club per se, but it's a secret society which is cool too. Aside from that, I turned my Trade Secret into a Searing Enigma and some Antique Mysteries, so if nothing else I've recouped some of the money I spent on all that stuff.
So it turns out that the five cellars of wine I traded away were actually exactly what I needed to get the boat I want. Likewise, all those Stolen Kisses I sold to get my PoSI stuff could have been upgraded to Favours in High Places.
I find this whole thing fascinating, because it somehow ended up being a real life story of obsession and going too far. I will still continue to eat fungus almonds every time I get so much as a single point of unaccountably peckish, though.
also I'm seeking out the cave of the nadir now, lol. It's a good thing that despite the whole "rivals progress" thing you can actually leave and do anything else, because at this point we're each halfway there and I'm probably going to have to do whatever the "kick your rivals' ass" option is.
Unlocked the Labyrinth of Tigers through judicious amounts of goat murder. 10 more Dangerous and I'll finally be able to start working on becoming a PoSI.
Devils tip their hats to you. Spies scurry past, covering their faces. That matters little. You know who they are, who they work for and most of what they're carrying. It's a matter of fundamental deduction.
Like I said before, hope you've got some echoes saved up.
Also, I'm thinking of heading to Polythreme myself, to get all the romantic notions I need to make the last few things I need for a ship--but I might just keep grinding honey instead.
Like I said before, hope you've got some echoes saved up.
Also, I'm thinking of heading to Polythreme myself, to get all the romantic notions I need to make the last few things I need for a ship--but I might just keep grinding honey instead.
I have all the 3 card houses and Connected Masters/Church/Society, so there's that at least.
It chases a ball of yarn wildly around your drawing room until it misjudges a corner and collides with the skirting. Regaining its feet, it stalks unsteadily away. Its tail is stiff with dignity. Playing with yarn? Whoever heard of such a thing?
Seriously, I love the Parabola kitten. I don't think I'll ever have a reason to equip it, but I love it.
I've been riding the side-conversion carousel so I can get my first point of notability, then I'm gonna keep flipping cards until I get the last Favour: Criminals I need.
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Oh, the things a girl must do for recognition.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Hahaha, same. I used to be such a nice individual of mysterious and indistinct gender.
I've been riding the side-conversion carousel so I can get my first point of notability, then I'm gonna keep flipping cards until I get the last Favour: Criminals I need.