Gaider's Mourn

Gaider's Mourn
Gaider's Mourn (Map)
Located in	Corsair's Forest
Ports	Yes
Shops	The Arrant Limpet The Friendly Face
Shipyard	No
Data ID	143340

Gaider's Mourn is the home of many pirates and smugglers so a careful step is needed. It lies in the heart of the Corsair's Forest, being the biggest island in this sea.

Port description

Step carefully.

Port interactions

Gaider's Mourn

Location description

The Mourn is a stalagmite vast as a crag, and its foot has no safe harbours. The corsair's citadel nestles halfway up. An intricate system of winches takes the strain... and your ship rises slowly from the zee. Her hull creaks in protest. Grizzled zailors groan and cling to stanchions.

Higher, higher. Now the Unterzee shimmers like glass below. Children clambering in crevices cheer and wave alarmingly. The winch-motor slows, and you hang in a cradle next to a red-bowed pirate cutter.

Interactions

Actions	Requirements	Effects	Notes
Gather intelligence Gaider's Mourn swarms with pirates, smugglers and captains of uncertain allegiance. You could learn a lot here, but you'll need to go carefully.	A Port Report: Gaider's Mourn = 0 Veils challenge (84 for 100%)	Failed event
		A dislike of spies You and one of your more villainous-looking zailors join a dice-game. (Villainous-looking: but you know for a fact that she tithes to charity and has a delightful singing voice.) The topic turns promisingly to pillage and ambush, but your zailor is a little too forward with her questions. There is a scuffle, and a stabbing. You escape: she does not. A Port Report: Gaider's Mourn = 1 +5 x Terror -1 x Crew
		Rare failed event (25%)
		Scarecrow, scarecrow You're eavesdropping on the captain of a lean black cutter when her first mate spots you. In the ensuing fracas, one of your crew is smashed through a flimsy wooden wall. He falls two hundred feet to be impaled on a smaller stalagmite in the shadow of the Mourn, and dies instantly. It's a painless death, but his slowly mummifying corpse will hang there for decades to come. Ships will salute it. Successive generations of children will name it, rename it, fling stones, dare each other to climb the pinnacle and kiss its fleshless hand. -1 x Crew +5 x Terror (if ≤ 50) A Port Report: Gaider's Mourn = 1 +1 x Tale of Terror!!
		Successful event
		Incaution A steaming bath-house on a spur of rock. Water slops over the edge of tubs, out over the edge to join the zee far below. Scarred captains boast drunkenly of the prizes they've taken, and the victims they have marked out. You listen from the shadows. A Port Report: Gaider's Mourn = 1
		Rare successful event (20%)
		Unusual activity The whisper is that a Khanate trimaran resupplied here last week, under a flag of careful truce. That implies something interesting about Khanate fleet movements. The Admiralty would love to know. +1 x Strategic Information A Port Report: Gaider's Mourn = 1
An evening at the Arrant Limpet A drinking-den by the dock-cradles is a good place for your crew to find companionship and let off steam... but although Gaider's Mourn is a free port, the corsairs prefer their own, and look askance at 'respectable' Londoners.	Terror ≥ 1 [Wary] Something Awaits You ≥ 1 50 x Echo Veils challenge (67 for 100%)	Failed event
		An ugly conclusion You never learn who said what, but someone ends up pushed out of a window. It's a long drop out there. The Arrant Limpet trembles dangerously as the brawl gathers momentum. -1 x Terror -50 x Echo That's all for now Triggers event:  A Contretemps with Corsairs
		Successful event
		A rousing evening, nevertheless Your crew teaches the Limpet a whole cycle of epically filthy sea shanties. At one point you could swear you hear your name inserted in one of the more complex verses, but you maintain a diplomatic silence. -50 x Echo -5 x Terror
Another afternoon at the Arrant Limpet A drinking-den by the dock-cradles is a good place for your crew to find companionship and let off steam... but although Gaider's Mourn is a free port, the corsairs prefer their own, and look askance at 'respectable' Londoners.	Something Awaits You ≤ 0	Cold shoulders at the Arrant Limpet Conversation quietens as the drinkers look round. You've been here too long, and you're attracting the wrong kind of attention. Time to move on. +1 x Terror (if ≤ 50)
Explore the Mourn There's a surprising quantity of actual landscape on the Mourn. It's vertical, admittedly, but once you find the beast-paths and urchin-roads, you can traverse it as you would a rocky moor, with an additional throatful of lurching terror.	Something Awaits You ≥ 1 and ≤ 15	Triggers event:  The View from Above
	Something Awaits You ≥ 16 and ≤ 30	Triggers event:  A Contest of Riddles
	Something Awaits You ≥ 31 and ≤ 50	Triggers event:  An Intriguing Smell
	Something Awaits You ≥ 51 and ≤ 70	Triggers event:  A Contretemps with Corsairs
	Something Awaits You ≥ 71 and ≤ 85	Triggers event:  A Glittering Eye
	Something Awaits You ≥ 86 and ≤ 100	Triggers event:  A Patriotic Dispute
A Gleaming Marauder is assembling an immense hoard of Drowning Pearls His teeth are gold; his rings wink with scintillack. A locked box sits beside him, containing delicacies retrieved from the Wisp-Ways.	Something Awaits You ≥ 1 Another Day: Time, the Healer ≥ 50 [Ever-changing] 1 x Drowning-Pearl	"Another pebble for the mountain!" He is ambitious, and plans to marry a Princess of the Leopard clan. "How many pearls would be an appropriate offer, do you think? Ten thousand? A hundred? Fathers can be prickly." You take a pair of solacefruit from his trove, their flesh plump and glistening. -1 x Drowning-Pearl +2 x Solacefruit That's all for now	Game note: Trade a Drowning-Pearl for two Solacefruits.
Overhear rumours of a Pirate-Poet Landlubbers fear pirates. Pirates fear the Poet.	Encounters with the Pirate-Poet ≤ 0 [You have heard of the Pirate-Poet]	Lies, nonsense, glimmers Some say she's a Clay Man who freed herself with the power of verse. (Possible.) Others insist she's the personal muse of the King with the Hundred Hearts. (Unlikely.) One claims she zails on a living ship made of the still screaming skulls of her victims. (More sober voices mutter that no, it's just an Alcaeus-class vessel.) Whatever the truths, few have fought her and survived to tell the tale. Only the bravest of captains risk the lonely parts of the zee where her flag is said to fly.
A familiar face The Pirate-Poet is here, performing for a crowd outside the Limpet.	Encounters with the Pirate-Poet = 40 [You have forged a rivalry with the Pirate-Poet] Rumours of the Pirate-Poet ≤ 4 [The Pirate-Poet is roaming the zee]	Verses amongst iniquity She is halfway through the familiar BAPTISM IN GLASS as you approach, the pirates and corsairs as enraptured by the heavy thumps of verse as are your own crew. She moves on to her most famous work, REMEMBER POLYTHREME, before finally noticing you during THE SCREAM OF CLAY. As the applause and clinking of coins fades, she tilts her head towards the pub door. Triggers event:  A Truce on Neutral Ground
Pay the Loitering Docker for his Strategic Information "Admiralty sent you? Price has gone up. It's not safe here. Ye'll pay the difference, won't ye?"	Objective: An Admiralty Commission = 2 [Retrieve Strategic Information from Gaider's Mourn in the Corsair's Forest, somewhere not far from home waters] 5 x Echo	A grin "Ye're a generous soul. Ye'll have yer reward the other side of the River, one day. And here's a little reward for now. Good zailing to ye!" The report is barely legible. Perhaps that's part of the code. The Admiralty will know. -5 x Echo Objective: An Admiralty Commission = 0 [No Current Commission] +1 x Strategic Information
Refuse to pay for the information "Ye're a rough cove. Come on. This is me living and me life -"	Objective: An Admiralty Commission = 2 [Retrieve Strategic Information from Gaider's Mourn in the Corsair's Forest, somewhere not far from home waters]	A shrug "Ye can't blame me for tryin'. I wants to get home. Sick of this place. London, eh? How is the old monster? - wait, they'll see. Here's yer report. I'm off!" The report is barely legible. Perhaps that's part of the code. The Admiralty will know. Objective: An Admiralty Commission = 0 [No Current Commission] +1 x Strategic Information
Search for the Last Constable The corsairs aren't welcoming to those who enforce the law. If you're to bring her back unharmed, you'll have to search quietly.	The Last Constable: On The Trail challenge (99 for 100%) The Last Constable: Gaider's Mourn ≥ 1 [You have not looked for her in Gaider's Mourn]	Failed event	Game note: Check your journal to be reminded of where the Last Constable might be!
		Nothing to see here Too many questions, and you'll seem suspicious, or a tourist. Too few, and you'll seem either meek or snobbish. You make what inquiries you must. When it's plain the Last Constable isn't here, you depart. +35 x The Last Constable: On The Trail The Last Constable: Gaider's Mourn = 0
		Successful event
		Undercover The Arrant Limpet has a new pianist, after the last had his hands broken in a bar-brawl. His replacement has been acceptable, though she has drawn attention. Bundled in rags and leather, she sits with perfect posture as she plays. You request a ballad of The Law Come Back to London. The Last Constable narrows her eyes. "Meet me out back in an hour." The Last Constable: Demeaux Island = 0 The Last Constable: Gaider's Mourn = 0 The Last Constable: Khan's Heart = 0 The Last Constable: Venderbight = 0 The Last Constable: On The Trail = 0 Triggers event:  The Last Constable
A Shivering Corsair with a package "Oh, God, they're cold. Take them from me. Take them. Where's my money? Don't you cheat me. Take them, but I want my money."	Objective: Collecting Cargo for the Cheery Man = 1 [Collect from Gaider's Mourn, in the Corsairs' Forest] Unstamped Crate of Brilliant Souls = 0 1000 x Echo	A sigh of relief "Oh, oh, I feel it lifting. It's gone from me! You never saw me." +1 x Unstamped Crate of Brilliant Souls -1000 x Echo	Game note: Return to the Blind Bruiser in London. Don't lose your cargo.
Drop off the Shady Sort She inhales the air, and smiles, perhaps for the first time. "As I remember it," she remarks. "Less mud. More rum."	1 x A Shady Sort	Business concluded At the winch-head, a deferential fellow in fustian waits. He bows to the Shady Sort. "A pleasure, as ever." You, he barely favours with a glance. He presses a heavy purse into your hand. Small coins stained with salt-water, but together they amount to a tidy sum. -1 x A Shady Sort +120 x Echo
Introduce blemmigans to the Mourn So many nooks, so many crannies, so many villains. It seems only appropriate.	1 x Docile Blemmigan Propagation: Gaider's Mourn ≤ 0	A wild seed Off it goes, into the teeming, stinking hollows of the stalagmite. Probably it'll just end up in a pirate's pot. Probably. -1 x Docile Blemmigan +1 x Propagation: Blemmigans Abroad Propagation: Gaider's Mourn = 1
Collect your ill-gotten gains Have you been sending stolen ships to Corsair's Forest?	1 x Another Day: Pirate's Pleasure	A timely arrival You find your prize-crew loafing sullenly around the Arrant Limpet. You got here just in time. They haven't spent much of your money. Another Day: Pirate's Pleasure*135 x Echo Another Day: Pirate's Pleasure*2 x Crew Another Day: Pirate's Pleasure = 0	Advanced alteration value probably needs examination. Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
		Rare event (30%)
		Some are born to endless night Your prize-crew zailors clatter down a stalagmite-stair. They seem pleased to see you; and they even have your money. But some of them are missing. "Serpents, Captain," one says, very quietly. "It were serpents." Another Day: Pirate's Pleasure*150 x Echo Another Day: Pirate's Pleasure x Crew Another Day: Pirate's Pleasure = 0
Drop off the August Travel-Writer "Here is your payment, Addressed As. I'll be back by the evening bell. We'll discuss my next destination then."	Closing Chapters = 1 [Bound for Gaider's Mourn]	By the evening bell The Travel-Writer sets across the planks with good speed, his briefcase in his hand. It seems heavy, although he claimed it held only documents and writing equipment for an interview with a pirate king. The day passes relatively peacefully. There are brawls, but in good fun - the blood washed away with celebratory beer. By night, the boisterous cheer has given way to whispers about an uncommonly brutal murder, executed within an experimental shipyard. They say you couldn't enter the yard without stepping in the victim. The Travel-Writer returns. He greets you with a curt nod as he boards your ship. +150 x Echo Closing Chapters = 5 [A second request] Triggers event:  The August Travel-Writer's Request
Lure the glory-seekers to Wrack You hear the boast echoed up and down the Mourn, resounding from every tavern: I will be the deadliest captain of the zee! Spin them a story of danger.	Wrack: New Prey for the Wreckers = 1 [Gaider's Mourn]	You stand on top a bar, a bitter pint in hand. A few bemused drunkards watch. Who wants to be a hero, you ask, gesturing so your drink sloshes onto a grimy face. Who wants to be a proper d__n hero? The zailors' songs die. They all watch, enthralled as you speak of a place fit for the fiercest. Where gigantic mouths bite through hulls and devour ships from inside out. Where leviathans crack ships like eggs, and eat. You zailed by such a d__ned ship, but were too afraid to fight the terror below - but these captains - these heroes... Before you even finish, a half dozen have rallied their crews for the docks. They'll sink over Wrack in no time. 1 to 4-2 x Wrack: The State of the City Wrack: New Prey for the Wreckers = 0 1 to 5+5 x Wrack: Ships Sent to Wrack	Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
Deliver a message from the Gant Pole The request came with a description. A scrawny young lad, still struggling to grow a beard. Someone must have seen him.	Under the Unterzee ≥ 1 Gant Pole: A Message From The Dead = 1 [You have been asked to deliver a message to Gaider's Mourn]	Ravages of time There is no sign of the lad, but it isn't long before someone recognises the description. A huge pirate king, fat with success and with a beard thick enough to catch a bullet roars with laughter. "That old cur! We thought he'd have found his way to the bottom of the sea. The Gant Pole, eh? Good for him! Come! Drink with us, friend. And take a little something from the hold for your trouble." Gant Pole: A Message From The Dead = 2 [You have delivered the message] +100 x Fragment +5 x Supplies -5 x Terror -10 x Hunger +5 x Bolts of Spider-Silk +5 x Bale of Parabola-Linen	Game note: Have 15 spaces in your cargo hold before choosing this.

Triggered events

These events trigger when you dock and certain conditions are met.

Tomb-Colonists in Gaider's Mourn

See Tomb-Colonists in Gaider's Mourn page.

This event triggers if you have the following:

Tomb-Colonist ≥ 1
Objective: Tomb-Colonists ≥ 501 and ≤ 550

Gaider's Mourn story events
Tomb-Colonists in Gaider's Mourn