The Pulse of the Principles (2024)

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This is not a place to be.

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Up the steps

Squeeze through the crack, away from the fading, pleading voice...

Go back to Port Cecil

Move a Paw

The Catspaw, perhaps, or the Skinspaw. This is a safe move.

Principality = 5

"Ah," the cavern breathes around you. "That felt charming. Thank you are. The game soothes the pangs of dissolution in. But I want so to be less. I am tired of thought. Will you help me? Sleep will not enough. I desire no dreams. Will you help?"

+1 x Pages
Principality = 6

Move a Night

The Nights are fanged like lions. A touch will wound you. This is an aggressive move...

Principality = 5

"Oohh," the cavern breathes around you. "That was piquant. Thank you are. It distracts from the pains of dissolution in. But I want so to dissolve. Will you help me? Sleep will not enough. I desire no dreams. Will you help?"

+1 x Menaces: Wounds
+2 x Iron
Principality = 6

Offer assistance with dissolution

In the flow of air through the cavern, you hear the voice of the Principles, langorously pleading. "I offer an assistant," it flutes. "And scintillack. You enjoy scintillack, aren't you?"

Principality = 6

An assistant

A Rubbery Man rises from a cyst in the floor. An iridescent cicatrice crosses its face. Even in this flood of silvery light, it pulses like a fevered moon. It shuffles closer.

"Shalt-Flions," it wheezes. Unprecedented! A Rubbery capable of human speech (in however debased and pitiful a mode!)

"My emissary," the cave whispers. "Treat it gently." The whisper follows you back up the steps. "Take it to the Salt-Lions..."

+1 x Nacreous Outcast
Principality = 10

Setting up

The Outcast toddles eagerly over to the chess-board, to place the sphinxstone piece at one corner. "Oh yes," the voice of the Principles sighs."Oh yes, that will very good. But I ache so to be reduced, to be less. Will you bring more? I will pay most in scintillack, and in secrets."

Principality = 11

"Yes. I'll need to complete my chess-set. And then you'll need to defeat me.

Bring me a Wakeful Idol, to be my new Bishop.

Bring me a monster's tooth, to be my new Night.

Bring me a heart-shelled silver, to be my new Root.

Bring me a little flint, to be my new Paw.

And bring me a Fluke-Core. For my Kin."

At each phrase, the Outcast nods and sways, nods and sways. Somehow, it looks frightened.

+7 x Scintillack
Principles' End: A Fluke-Core = 1
Principles' End: A Little Flint = 1
Principles' End: A Monster's Tooth = 1
Principles' End: A Wakeful Idol = 1
Principles' End: Heart-Shelled Silver = 1
Principality = 15

Give the Principles a Wakeful Idol

"That gorgeous little spark! A counterweight. I will devolve, and my Emissary must end with me. To satisfy the Chain, we must have an ascension. This little fellow will rise as I descend. Perhaps you can take her with you."

1 x Wakeful Idol
Principles' End: A Wakeful Idol = 1
Principality ≥ 15 and ≤ 20

"Here your scintillack. Another secret? I have so few remaining. Will you despoil me further? You will? No, I am tired. No secret for you today. If you press me, I will sulk. I am old. I want to be less than I am. I want to be only coral. Call that a secret, if you must."

-1 x Wakeful Idol
+1 x Principality
+7 x Scintillack
+1 to +20 x Fragment
Principles' End: A Wakeful Idol = 0

Give the Principles Heartmetal

"I long for my ending, but I fear it beside. This is needed to encase my fear. Ice and oysters. The trap-jaws. Give me courage. I want so to be less. Give it to me."

1 x Station III: Heartmetal Ingot
Principles' End: Heart-Shelled Silver = 1
Principality ≥ 15 and ≤ 19

"Your payment is there, in the corner. And here, in this secret: I was forbidden love, by the Bazaar, when I left the world Axile. But I don't regret it. I never regret."

-1 x Station III: Heartmetal Ingot
+1 x Principality
+1 x Secret
+7 x Scintillack
Principles' End: Heart-Shelled Silver = 0

Give the Principles a piece of Stygian Ivory

"We don't necessarily need this, for my dissolution. The others are tools. This is ornament. But ivory in chess is asked, aren't we?"

1 x Stygian Ivory
Principles' End: A Monster's Tooth = 1
Principality ≥ 15 and ≤ 19

"My Emissary has your payment. A little of me. There. There I shine. And a secret: the spiders of Saviour's Rocks (crush them; crush them) made arrangements with my cousin. Bargains to blind a monster... remember that. There are many alliances."

-1 x Stygian Ivory
+1 x Principality
+1 x Secret
+7 x Scintillack
Principles' End: A Monster's Tooth = 0

Give the Principles a Fluke-Core

"O my cousin, my enemy! I was of their kind before I began my descent. Now you see me as I am. But I would be so much less. I would dissolve on the waves like old foam. Help me end. Kill my emissary... but not until we are ready."

1 x Colossal Fluke-Core
Principles' End: A Fluke-Core = 1
Principality ≥ 15 and ≤ 19

"Here is your scintillack. My Emissary recalls how it burnt. See him flinch! No matter. He will end when I do. Now your secret. These sea-lords you slay... they give of themselves for the Drowning Feast. Kneel, and I will whisper you a fragment of the recipe."

-1 x Colossal Fluke-Core
+2 x Terror
+1 x Principality
+1 x Secret
+7 x Scintillack
Principles' End: A Fluke-Core = 0

Give the Principles a Hunting-Trophy

"We don't necessarily need this, for my dissolution. The others are tools. This is ornament. But ivory in chess is asked, aren't we?"

1 x Hunting-Trophy
Principles' End: A Monster's Tooth = 1
Principality ≥ 15 and ≤ 19

"My Emissary has your payment. A little of me. There. There I shine. And a secret: the spiders of Saviour's Rocks (crush them; crush them) made arrangements with my cousin. Bargains to blind a monster... remember that. There are many alliances."

-1 x Hunting-Trophy
+1 x Principality
+1 x Secret
+7 x Scintillack
Principles' End: A Monster's Tooth = 0

Give the Principles an Ambiguous Eolith

"The Great Chain of Being is rigid... but the shapelings know its weak places. This is for I have sent my Emissary. He knows. This is one of his. Thank you. I will be much less, and I will sleep forever."

1 x Ambiguous Eolith
Principles' End: A Little Flint = 1
Principality ≥ 15 and ≤ 19

"Kneel, kneel, and my Emissary will gift you Scintillack. The secret. The Bazaar brought me; brought us all, all us shapelings, Axiles. The Flukes, the misers, even my Emissary. Why? Too deep a secret for me, my friend. Even here, too deep for me. Perhaps when you end me..."

-1 x Ambiguous Eolith
+1 x Principality
+1 x Secret
+7 x Scintillack
Principles' End: A Little Flint = 0

The Last Game

"I will miss chess most when this is done. The black waves, my children's glows, let them pass - but o my sweet diagonal. It's time. Afraid I find. Quickly. The board awaits."

Principles' End: A Fluke-Core = 0
Principles' End: A Little Flint = 0
Principles' End: A Monster's Tooth = 0
Principles' End: A Wakeful Idol = 0
Principles' End: Heart-Shelled Silver = 0
Principality = 20

The Emissary, trembling, takes his place across the board from you. "He will dissolve with me," the Principles tells you, consolingly. "It's for the best. You must win the game. Defeat him, and he and I will end. I will leave treasure. Hurry. My thoughts grow burdensome."

Principality = 25

Win the match

The Principles will be reduced, as it desires, to a mindless hump of coral. The Outcast stands trembling behind the board, ready to enact the Principles' moves: its mind will be destroyed with its master's.

Principality = 25

Move and counter-move. The pieces click and hiss on the board. The victory is easy. The Emissary whimpers and topples his own Kin; he begins to melt like snow in a desert wind.

Scintillack sloughs from the roof, gathers around you in great shining drifts. The voice of the Principles washes over you like the zee, urgently chanting secrets. For every one you hear, another two are lost to the grinding of the rock, or incomprehensible to a mind that has not laired centuries beneath the waves... but you learn, and learn. Your brain is bursting with knowledge.

Now the voice of the Principles falters, is gone. It subsides into happy mindfulness with a last melodious sigh. The Outcast's face blinks at you from its puddle of goo, and then it too dissolves.

The Wakeful Idol which sat on the chess-board now squats by your feet, eyes bright. The Principles had suggested that it would become more, when the Principles became less. It seems a little taller, somehow.

-1 x Nacreous Outcast
+1 x Apocyan Chess-Piece
+1 x Memory of Distant Shores
+1 x Vigilant Idol
+4 x A Lump of Blue Scintillack
+12 x Scintillack
+21 x Secret
Principality = 200

Lose the match

You are enmeshed in an alien scheme. Perhaps you mistrust it. Perhaps you pity the Outcast. Whatever your motives, you will throw the match on purpose, leaving the Principles trapped in consciousness, defeating the purpose of this whole quest.

Principality = 25

Infinite regret

You make a foolish move. Another. Hope dawns in the Outcast's moistly shining eyes. The Principles rumbles as it guesses your intent. The Outcast twitches with delight. It moves its Night. Your Kin is imperilled.

"Now I regret," the Principles sighs. "Now at last I regret. I regret trusting you, stranger. And you, my Emissary, who was almost me -"

The Emissary makes its final move. You topple your Kin. The cave around you is silent. The Outcast straightens, taller than you have ever seen him: it extends a slippery appendage to shake your hand. Together, you climb the steps back to Port Cecil. The Principles never speaks to you again.

-1 x Nacreous Outcast
+1 x Apocyan Chess-Piece
+1 x Memory of Distant Shores
+1 x Nacreous Survivor
+1 x Searing Enigma
Principality = 100