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The dialogue of the Fool of the Gyre depends on the type of ending the player reached, either a Covenant, Return, Starfarer, or Accession ending.
Covenant Fool
Start
Once in the fullness of time there met
the Fool of the Gyre and a wanderer.
The Fool offered a tale of the Reshephs,
and the wanderer sat to hear.
Covenant Story
Ere the limen, ere ascension,
when the spire rose lonely strong,
the Reshephs ruled the hollow land
devouring one another
as they saw fit.
Qud held no mysterious borders,
grasped no guiding hands --
at least, none the denizens could grasp.
So they knew.
Covenant2
None hailed (PLAYERNAME)
and (PLAYERNAME) hailed none
but with word and blade
deed and disregard
they stood apart and above
To push back the Gyre,
to spill of Nephil ichor
they took to the spire
and quieted the Reshephate.
Covenant3
Only silence on the ground
met we benighted things
until the Knights Liminal
drew their lines upon the salt.
Unknowing, unseeing,
waiting only to know
who will spin us around next.
CovenantWho
Who, I?
Only a fool, tra la,
only a remnant scrap.
Only left-behind,
only madness,
only an echoing gyre.
CovenantPC
No one of fate,
no one of blood,
no one of importance,
until, suddenly, someone of all of these things.
(PLAYERNAME) is a dream from which we cannot awaken.
CovenantResheph
The Resheph, power-haver,
ruler of souls,
holder of land,
authority made singular.
CovenantLimen
O to step over a line
one is not meant to cross
to parts unknown and desired!
O to be halted
by chants and weapons
and crushing shibboleth.
O coven! O not coven?
I only want to see!
Return Fool
Start
Once in the fullness of time there met
the Fool of the Gyre and a wanderer.
The Fool offered stories of journeyers past
and the wanderer sat to hear.
Return Story
Ere the Freeholds, ere ascension,
when the spire rose lonely strong,
Kings and Sultans ruled the hollow land
devouring one another
as they saw fit.
Return2
None hailed (PLAYERNAME)
and (PLAYERNAME) hailed none
but with word and blade
deed and disregard
they stood against old rule.
To push back the Gyre,
to spill of Nephil ichor
they took to the spire
and quieted the remnants.
Return3
Upon their return
what power (PLAYERNAME) wrested
they called on allies
to distribute and dissolve.
The Freeholders,
new hollowers,
the Quetzal Council,
and other such fools.
Countless years of struggle
centuries of change.
We remember what we can
and watch new and old die.
ReturnWho
Who, I?
Only a fool, tra la,
only a remnant scrap.
Only left-behind,
only madness,
only an echoing gyre.
ReturnPC
No one of fate,
no one of blood,
no one of importance,
until their return
and the realization of their future.
(PLAYERNAME) is a temple in memory
upon which hopes are hung
and rage is borne out.
Too great to be real,
too foundational not to be,
too contradictory to have ever existed.
ReturnFreeholder
Freeholder:
one who argues; bickerer.
Freeholder:
a peer among peers
among peers among peers
tessellated thus
until one must scream to be heard.
Starfarer Fool
Start
Once in the fullness of time there met
the Fool of the Gyre and a wanderer.
The Fool offered stories spanning ground to sky
and the wanderer sat to hear.
Starfarer Story
Ere the struggles of our day,
when the spire rose lonely strong,
Sultans ruled the hollow land
devouring one another
as they saw fit.
Starfarer2
None hailed (PLAYERNAME)
and (PLAYERNAME) hailed none
but with word and blade
deed and disregard
they stood against old rule.
To push back the Gyre,
to spill of Nephil ichor
they took to the spire
and quieted the remnants.
Starfarer3
Though (PLAYERNAME) was gone
our memories remained
and the plagues receded
and many rejoiced.
To this day
eyes turn to the stars
looking for a sign that our starfarer
has deigned to return.
Countless years of struggle
centuries of change.
We remember what we can
and watch new and old die.
StarfarerWho
Who, I?
Only a fool, tra la,
only a remnant scrap.
Only left-behind,
only madness,
only an echoing gyre.
StarfarerPC
Starfarer, herald, disruptor,
feared, revered,
savior and abandoner.
(PLAYERNAME) is a dream from which we will one day awaken.
StarfarerTravel
Who cares?
Can one? Maybe.
Can I? Surely not.
Can YOU? Well.
Prove it.
Accession Fool
Start
Once, after it all burst apart,
the Fool of the Gyre met a wise jelly.
They sat in the slag of the world
and the Fool told the story of nowaday.
Accession Story
Ere the melting of everything,
when the spire rose lonely strong,
Creatures ruled the hollow land
devouring one another
as they saw fit.
Accession2
None hailed (PLAYERNAME)
and (PLAYERNAME) hailed none
but with word and blade
deed and disregard
they stood against their kind.
To push back the Gyre,
to spill of Nephil ichor
they took to the spire
and enacted a great betrayal.
Death of impossible scale reigned
and we Nervous Ones fell,
and as the Gyre swallowed us
we sang to the last.
Accession3
Yet some remained
in comb-cave and vault,
we Nervous Ones,
watching our successors burgeon:
You alveolates, you diatoms,
you scum-blooms and gillcaps,
you one-cells and slime-cities.
rising glorious and shining
out of our withering shadow.
AccessionWho
I am the carcass of a fool
made to jump and dance
by a troupe of merry bacteria.
Do you like how I walk?
Do you like how I talk?
Do you like how my face
disintegrates into salt?
AccessionPC
Determiner and fate.
More a thing of nature
than a being of any kind.
More the context of our existence
than anything in it.
AccessionNervous
Perhaps we are,
perhaps we are.
What wiggles in the hot soil?
Flagella?
Or could it be a tail?
