@tyrnannoght : washed-up beach, Thethawing, 6 in the Year of Standing Ground

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non fiction paper books are somewhat like
school
by the time they hit the shelf they are outdated
like whatever you had in your first years
by the time you graduate
...specially in it ?
no i think it applies on most but history

_{the dark Catling}

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Today is Thethawing, 6 in the Year of Standing Ground

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_{Weather: Conditions: 20 F (-7 C) - Overcast Wind: From the SSE at 7 MPH Humidity: 85% Pressure: 29.94 in (1014 mb) Location: Dudinka (RS) Altitude: 223 m Time: December 9, 2:30 AM MSK Observation Time: December 9, 12:00 AM MSK} simplified weather sim for now : no rain

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daterelated - something something since this is not rumours

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You open your eyes, last thing you remember the mäelstrom ...

You look around.

You find yourself on the seashore, surrounded by tall mountain-range. Nearby you see a freshly dug-up grave. It almost looks like something clawed its way out, your hands are covered with wet, dirty sand. A strong wind blows loudly. You can't make out whats over the dunes and hills nearby but you see a small hut and a pier in the distance. It looks like someone's standing on it.
You're wearing nothing but a burial gown, covered in dirt and sand, can't remember anything but sinking into the dark, deep water, dragged down, drowning, the end ...

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Players :
Bartholomew Fetyplace(citizen-trait) Machefet Roshan Lankaransky(citizen-trait) Pjötr(citizen-trait) Subject X13 Yvon du Mont Morency
washed-up beach npc in reach : 'ole Spicey(npc)

Actions :

Subject X13 explores washed-up beach
potential unlocks : 0
washed-up beach
gmtester zones bio check
you are starting to think that sand looks tasty
you are very thirsty
CONgetstat : 12
weathermod : no rain
something to eat
inv vs. consumables
whole line
boteram|CONSUMABLE|PERISH|:HUNGER|1
water|CONSUMABLE|-|:THIRST|1
rations|CONSUMABLE|PERISH|:HUNGER|1|THIRST|1
con : 12
maxh: 18
thirstmod: 0
maxth: 6
hdaysleft: 13
tdaysleft: 4
limbo

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“I'm a lost soul. We do wail.”
― Roger Zelazny, Jack of Shadows