Night falls…

As darkness descends, we make camp and gather around the fire.


Words by the fire


In the black heart of the Thicket, the campfire blazes like a protest to the sky. Far above, the moon drifts, healthy and round. It is full tonight.

As we gaze up at its pearlescent majesty, we are enveloped by a deep sense of peace. A question springs unbidden to our minds — a voice, feminine and loving. Comforting.

“Mortals perish. It is their way. How would you die, mortals?”

Spurred by the questioning of the full moon, the party has a special discussion.

  • Clockwise starting with the Reader, without discussion or comment, each traveller takes it in turns to describe their character’s ideal death.

When everyone has had their turn, continue.

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When all travellers have spoken, the party takes a vote.

  • Counting down together, each traveller points simultaneously at the traveller who gave their personal favourite answer. Travellers cannot vote for themselves.

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HELP FROM AN ITEM

If any traveller carries a LANTERN, they now gain two extra votes.

  • Counting for the lantern rule, the traveller who won a majority of the votes wins the Bargain of the Moon.

  • Any split votes are decided by the Reader.

When the Moon’s Bargain has been bestowed, all travellers go to sleep.

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The new day dawns. We walk on.

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The new Reader should turn over the next card in the Path.