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I vaguely recall a set which was very much like Lego, but not called that, and didn't have any theme – just a bunch of various bricks and plates in blue, white, yellow, red, and possibly black, and a short manual with examples of what can be made out of these.</p><p>So I rolled randomly on brickset.com until I got inspired. Unfortunately, the inspiration took a shape of kingdom of Melrose, which grew up to 30-something locations, its own magical system based on flowers, and way too many options for character creations. </p><p>I didn't have time to properly post it, so instead here is the Island of Tyn Mava, which was once a part of Melrose but was torn by upheaval and drifted away. It is a relatively safe place with Ryuutama-like mood (which game was a noticeable inspiration for Melrose in general), and I didn't have time to come up with any interesting treasure, or random encounters, and of course each area should have more things in it, but I didn't have time to make villages or some interesting hidden landmarks.  <br /></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /></p><p>Grandparents remember that when they were children themselves, Tyn Mava was a part of a beautiful kingdom of Melrose. Ruled by wise queen Vivian and her seven princess daughters Melrose was a place of wonders, they tell, where radio star-sailors could instantly talk with everybody across any distance, and the trains connected any remote lands in a matter of days – and not by a simple single line like Old Reliable is traversing these days, no, there were wide nets and many trains, some quicker than birds and sleeker than fish. Oh, to listen to the grandparents when they describe the silver glassword of Selunia, the City of Mirrors, or delicious ciders of Yasna, City of Apples, or fantastic fashions of Lireya, City of Silks, or the ever-glorious Capital with its wide promenades, cascading botanical gardens, monuments and marvels. To listen to grandparents, it was a golden age.</p><p>The catastrophe happened in the time of their childhoods as well. One night auroras of unseen before colours bloomed all across the sky, and then a comet so bright it set the whole sky alight flew from horizon to horizon, and fell, and shattered the earth. This is why, say grandparents, we are on the island, and so far away from the coast we barely see it on horizon. This is why, say grandparents, the sky is broken and the wounded Sun is no longer moving, and Moon tore herself apart in despair, and true stars flew away like a flock of pigeons leaving only false stars to shine through sky-sea above, making astro-sailors unable to navigate farther than two hundred meters or so away from a tower. This evil comet, say grandparents, was the one that poisoned the sea with deadly melancholic silverwater and made bad things came from the earth, and for evil whispers to live in the winds. Thanks to Snow Tiger Storm and Maven of Directions we are safe here, on Tyn Mava, say grandparents, but bet your socks the rest of the world isn't that lucky – now eat your greens and don't complain.</p><p>There is a truth in these worlds, although grandparents remember the Melrose as fairy tale kingdom, so its fall is suitable fairy tale fall as well: pillar mountains raising from the earth with unnatural speed, jagged cliffs tearing the cities apart and deep ravines breaking roads, villages and shrines to Divinities, and how panicked people waited for any news from the Capital, for any help or direction, but nothing and nobody came out of it after Heartwood forest sprung around overnight. In these tales the night fell immediately after the comet landing, but in reality it was probably slower – after all there is a tail of a giant chain sticking out of Tyn Mava, as if somebody made a titanic effort to keep the now-island close to the continent, and many plants were able to somewhat adapt to vanishing light. Still, mostly it is true: since the upheaval, Tyn Mava stands on its own amidst the sea, so tall of an island it takes hundreds armlenghts of rope to even make a ladder reaching the water. </p><p>It is also true that Tyn Mava got it rather easy – yes, at one point the island was running out of fresh water but endlessly roaring Snow Tiger Storm is tightly bound over the highest peak and provide a lot of rain, and the island even has a working train line, even if it only connects New Mava with Pear Town of Ule, and a few villages between. There are plenty of gardens and fields for people not to starve even if the food is rather plain, even if the harvest is getting rather slim in recent years. There are grasslands for sheep to gaze (even if some sheep bears midnight-fleeced lambs and are getting unruly), flower meadows for joy (even if some of some of the unseen-before flowers exhibit strange powers), and mountains to mine rock and gather gems, even if one of the old mines now emanates strange blue light and beautiful, unnaturally pale women seem to be moving in and out of it. Still, as soon as Maven of Directions recovers from his coma, it all certainly be very good again for Tyr Mava.</p><p><b>Tyr Mava Weather</b><br /></p><p>In times when the island was a part of kingdom of Melrose Tyr Mava was known as a City of Weather-vanes, as here lived mavens best skilled in predicting and controlling the weather. Islanders ascribe to this skill their lucky survival, and the title of Maven of Directions is the most respected on the island, more than even of Queen, who is still sort of acknowledged as a ruler, even if nobody heard a word from Her Authority for three generations. <br /></p><p>The sky over Tyr Mava is eternal sunset, with fiery oranges and golds under purples and deep indigo. Right above the tallest peak of the island rages a great funnel of Snow Tiger Storm, bound to the island for last two generations, lashing on in her mavenic restrains, crying rains, howling snowstorms. The rain feeds the whole island with freshwater and while the Tyn Mava, City of Weather-vanes itself had to be abandoned due to Snow Tiger Storm's endless rage, if one doesn't look directly up to the tallest peak, the sunsets are glorious. </p><p>Occasionally Bitter Moon (the smaller of its two halves, the crescent of vengeful jagged mercury, spastic madness shredding bad luck, nightmares and luminescent poison everywhere it happens to be) flies over the island, but it is so small that only a couple of moon-drops land on it before Bitter Moon spasms over to the continent; it is bad weather and bad omen but nothing unseen before. At clear weather at the very edge of indigo false stars are seen dancing in radio-sea above, although the island long forgot to how even use radio, much less how to navigate it.</p><p><u>Other strange weathers include (1 in 20 chance every day, then roll 1d8): </u><b><br /></b></p><p>1. Red wind comes from south, causing the loss of sight, hearing and speech in all unlucky enough to be outside, although the sickness as quickly passes as appears as soon as the wind is over.<br /></p><p>2. Burgunry-coloured roots rapidly grow in pillar mountains, and need to be burned away before they spread into downlands and suffocate the crops; the trees that grow from these roots looks like a knotted in spiky snakes and bear small bitter fruit that causes malady; if livestock or animals eat these berries they turn monstrous and aggressive from pain of their newly twisted bodies. Root Rangers usually take care of such roots but sometimes roots are many many and they miss a few. <br /></p><p>3. Rose-tinted auroras bloom in the sky, last (1d6 days) and rob everybody of sleep. What usually starts a communal insomnia get-together if it lasts longer than a couple of days it can easily grow into mass hallucinations, disorder or even murders, as people grow delusional and twitchy from insomnia. Each household in New Mava keeps a flask or two of midnight bellflower extract – it doesn't bring sleep but it makes imbibers placid at least. </p><p>4. Golden pollen comes from north and causes manic joy for (1d6) days. A lot of things are getting done in such days, as people work with gusto, forgetting sleep and food, to topple with exhaustion once pollenfall is over. Called by tyn mavians 'strange mood' it often results in strange surreal works littered across the island, and the whole oracular club (even if only currently seven people) tries to decipher these works, hoping that these are visions from Divines. <br /></p><p>5. Bitter Moon flies over, spreading nightmares, bad luck and luminescent slugs, which disturbingly try to mimic appearance and manners of people, and replace them if they can (although slugs are mostly rather dumb, and only a few of them achieve the success, thankfully). Because of that, each person on Tyn Mava has a system of call-and-answer passwords with anybody they are familiar with, and woe on the one who forgets what it is with any person.</p><p>6. Drift of horned bees comes from the west as an tyn mavian equivalent of the sudden snowstorm: everybody sits at home, windows closed, and wears heavy protective clothing if they need to go outside. Bees don't intentionally sting people, more occupied with flowers, but unwise, aggressive or reckless behavior does have people stung to death, occasionally. Strangely enough, horned bees take such corpses (but no other dead bodies) with them as they buzz away.</p><p>7. Snow Tiger Storm weeps: a heavy downpour. Occasional stranger lifted from somewhere by the sobbing typhoon and dropped on the island; most often in a lake Clare, so some of them even survive. These ignorants tend to claim that they came from another world (each stranger names a different one). Such pity that in mere three generations people Melrose had forgotten even its glorious name. <br /></p><p>8. Snow Tiger Storm rages: a heavy thunderstorm with 1 in 20 chance to be hit by a lightning every ten minutes outside. Lake Clare overflows. Smaller storms (nicknamed cubs) break out of Snow Tiger and wreck havoc wherever they can reach. <br /></p><p></p><p><b>Places and people of interest in Tyn Mava</b></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0qtJIn3lxblydH7bFVD-Z5jfUVQtEECTea4GrSeuia-kn4wSc5RbsUxtTJ0YRTKSSv8AVPNwHQdvzAISPfc4pdO91-s9WHLhiTe41aNhmtsJ3QJtaQXSxf1WMvRlccu74_PH1rY9oXYyISVR7x3tsggNcPzBl0lfrm60FIkoPDO7WKdHJF7TymN0OswSa/s616/Map%20Tyn%20Mava_Grid_LL.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="616" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0qtJIn3lxblydH7bFVD-Z5jfUVQtEECTea4GrSeuia-kn4wSc5RbsUxtTJ0YRTKSSv8AVPNwHQdvzAISPfc4pdO91-s9WHLhiTe41aNhmtsJ3QJtaQXSxf1WMvRlccu74_PH1rY9oXYyISVR7x3tsggNcPzBl0lfrm60FIkoPDO7WKdHJF7TymN0OswSa/s320/Map%20Tyn%20Mava_Grid_LL.jpg" width="312" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b>(hex is as big as you wish it to be. I envisioned the island to be about 60 km across and about half km above sea level, but it can be 3 or 16 mile hexes)<b><br /></b><p></p><p><b>01. Ceroba Erst</b>, the highest peak of the pillar mountains of the island; commonly also 'Cerra', 'The peak' or 'Tiger place'. Snow Tiger Storm is chained to its top, and Cold River, the biggest of two of the island, starts on its top, funneled through the cascade of man-made and Tiger-clawed canals, waterfalls and sleeves, until it merges with Wide River in highlands. Jagged, difficult to navigate, studded with ritualistic weather-vanes and utterly forbidden for everybody (who is not Maven of Directions or from Order of Meteorologists or from Root Rangers) to traverse. Root Rangers have an outlook post facing Ceroba Erst on western side of neighbouring Wide  River peak.</p><p><u>Mina</u> (human-sized worm, masked heavily in cloaks, bandages and rags; folksy, friendly, has a lot of knick-knacks for sale, tend to stand a tad too close, often uses 'we/We') lives here in secret, patiently studies Ceroba Erst, avoids patrols. Wants: to free Snow Tiger Storm and prepare the island for reclaim of worms. </p><p></p><p><b>02. Tyn Mava, City of Weather-vanes</b>. City from the times of Melrose with glorious many-floor buildings, wide streets, sewers, radio-tower (abandoned long time ago), museum and other wonders of past. Due to difficult weather now only inhabited by Maven of Directions, his acolytes, the Order of Meteorologists and Root Rangers, along with trusted help. With each passing year more and more starts to resemble sacred city, as knowledge turns to ritual and superstition. Currently in  a quiet disarray, as <u>Kurt Rigel,</u> Maven of Directions fell in coma after trying to divine through Snow Tiger Storm why the sky over Tyn Mava slowly getting darker; being already in years, his mind didn't took well to the effort. </p><p>While Maven is recuperating, his two main assistants clandestinely vie for the maybe-soon-empty-Rooster Crown. <u>Raita Wells</u>, Master Meteorologist, secretive head of Maven's personal acolytes (woman in 50s, with elegant coiffure, plump and motherly despite having a mind of a hunting tiger; Wants: think of way to gently negotiate with and maybe release Snow Tiger Storm without her destroying the whole island in retaliation, because Raita believes that the sky is getting darker because the storm is dragging the whole island slowly in the sky). <u>Ibener Roa</u>, amicable Master Meteorologist and the Boffin of the Order (lanky man in 50s, almost bald, lucky and somewhat unpredictable which people confuse with brilliant cunning, sincerely believes in his own hype; Wants: become Maven of Directions because he thinks that Raita is a fool and only he can do a good job (both are untrue; Raita is misguided but not a fool, and he won't do a good job)). <u>General Root Ranger, Sir Gala</u> (weather-beaten, muscular, hands crisscrossed with old root scars, non-nonsense but must play politics) just wants clarity and proper chain of commands, because without Maven's permissions a bunch of important things cannot be done. <br /></p><p>[although people of Tyn Mava don't know and cannot imagine the scope of it, but Raita is wrong. The sky is slowly getting darker over the whole Melrose, as The Sun seems to be dying]</p><p><b>03. New Mava</b>, a town founded two generations ago where Tyn Mava became dangerous to live in due to Snow Tiger Storm. Cozy, almost pastoral town at glance. Initial planned core since derailed into mess of outskirts. Of course there is a share of problems but nothing earth-shattering, and people simultaneously deeply distrustful to all strangers but also very fascinated by them, providing that the stranger isn't moon-slug, some root monster or bee-puppet (this last one people of New Mava never saw – as bees are very tidy and always politely clean the body away – but bee-puppet is a favourite character of all the horror stories of the town). Town provides all services that small, largely isolated and semi-medieval town can provide. Citizens are especially proud of their Museum of Old Good Times, where they show such relics of the past as radio-box (broken but repairable with proper care), metronome, glasswork and mirrors from Selunia, working music box from City of Iron, extravagant silk dress worn by Queen Vivian herself, and an assembly of brass trumpets nobody remembers how to play, along with the usual assortment of old knightly armour, banners, dioramas of long-lost castles and such. </p><p>Hidden treasure: one of the Selunia glassworks is a gem-bottle which can preserve everything put into it for 7 days, after what time it expired and the bottle resets.<br /></p><p>People of note: <u>Winfred Mist</u>, Mayor of the City (overweight, bad breath, busy-busy-busy, dodges his official duties to obsess over a small box that in time of his dear-dear-dear mother produced pictures but no longer does). <u>Bob the III</u>, shepherd from outskirts (in 30s, cracks a nice smile, well-worn boots, courageous; fixated on one of the Strange Works near his pastures, looks for escort for his sheep so he can go and look closer on a way). <u>Raymond Walla</u>, Secretary of Club of Oracular Works (golden earrings, dispirited, wants to gossip, doesn't want to be disturbed); <u>Jaham Erwin</u>, city guard (bloodshot eyes, well-fit armour, whistle, irritated and wants to argue with somebody to arrest for disturbance of peace to impress his disinterested crush Neva Bragge).</p><p>Train Old Reliable (brass-and-bronze train, sun-carved facemask) dutifully travels from New Mava to Pear Town of Ule and back twice every day, with several stops on the way; whole journey takes about 1 hour. The Radiant Spirit grew lonely and melancholic, and does his work on auto-pilot, sometimes lost in memories about the times when railroad was mighty and wide, and he had many other train friends (wants: to run on full speed again, to find other trains)<br /></p><p><b>04. Pear Town of Ule,</b> an older town from Melrose times when Pear Forest was Pear Gardens. Buildings are shaped as pears or gourds, pink brickwork covered in pale pear-bearing vines covering a lot of irregularities in brickwork plastered over as the town walls seems to adopt even more stranger, sort of pear-shaped but not quite forms. Town lives for pears and, indeed, its pear jelly, pear pickles, pear steak, pear soup and pear wine are the best in all Melrose (although with the state of Melrose now it isn't a high bar to reach). Curiously there is a ton of statues of owls, and, although nobody remembers why they are for, people think that tapping such statue is for a good luck. </p><p>People of note: <u>Hattie Deva</u> (rose-pink dress, leather gloves, disgraced and somewhat ostracized scholar who intends to find a way to make pear oil to solve island oil shortages; she just needs something for all this to come together. Wants: sneak to Tyn Mava and use its restricted library). <u>Benedict Batt,</u> local drunk, formerly Root Ranger until he was hit by the lightning (hugely strong jaw, <span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: #ff1818; display: inline; float: none; font-family: Volkov; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"></span>flustered, remembers quite a lot from his time in Rangers, bets 5 coins he doesn't have he can bite a nail in half which he can; this is how he gets drinks; Wants: to get drunk and be left alone); <u>Bethune Pear-Park</u>, Master of Pear Grove (wealthy and shows it, entitled, addicted to pears; Wants: to have one of the moon-slugs as a pet.) <u>Mar Brownhill</u>, city doctor (sorrowful eyes, remind old basset-hound in appearance, secretly a moon-slug: Wants: to seize power in a subtle way).</p><p><b>05. Pear Forest</b> was Pear Gardens in old good times, but during the time of troubles and due to some strange weather the trees grew out of control and took on strange forms, so even brave pear-tenders don't venture into the depth too much. The deeper one goes the bigger pears become and they seems to be clustered in odd rings, tilted as if they talk to each other, and old roads are overgrown with garlands pear-ivy. </p><p>People (?) of note: <u>Queen Pear</u>, accidental creation of Bitter Moon (huge church-sized pear tree with bike-sized pears, royal demeanor, golden rind, not very clever. Wants: for all pears to be safe and prosper, to take revenge on those who harm them). <u>Graven Leaf</u>, Queen's Enforcer (big pear-person in a crudely made cloak, wicked club, stoic; Wants: to fight worthy opponents). <u>Crahohot</u> (big grumpy owl, anti-royalist, detests people of the Pear city because before people and pears got their way, the city was the City of Owls, built for them by Queen Vivian's grandmother Rosette but taken away from owls by Vivian's mother, Emma).</p><p>Deep in the Pear Forest there is 1-in-6 chance per day of search to find <u>Silken Bluebell</u>, which is a magical flower that work as a Sleep spell once; if cut the flower expires in one day, if gathered with roots and proper care or put in a special gem bottle it might last for about 7 days <br /></p><p><b>06. Grasslands.</b> Pastures dotted with tiny hamlets. Cracks in the earth covered by feeble blankets of grasses. Many sheep, shepherds and sheep-dogs. Landscape dotted with Strange Works. Meadows of wildflowers, rare lightning-blasted trees. Little makeshift shrines to Divinities (mostly White Stork of Life and Blue Heron of Mastery, but Red Flamingo of Passion, Green Ibis of Wisdom and even Black Crane of Endings are also present) along footpaths. Due to sheer openness and size of the Grasslands, some weather effects (such as Bitter Moon and bees) are felt more strongly/often here. </p><p>Among the rolling hills and small shrub-covered ravines lives self-proclaimed <u>Sage of Dancing Stars</u> (disheveled, younger than he looks under all these wild hair and beard, wears a golden monocle; claims to be able to navigate false dancing stars but only for worthy). Will invent some trials to determine the worthy, but will be not satisfied with results. Arguably and with wide margin of error but can navigate false stars, which makes him one of three people in all Melrose who can.<br /></p><p><u>Rann Vergis</u> (massive build, scared eyes, covered in gaudy talismans like a Christmas Tree; thinks he is haunted by ghosts; Wants: to be safe). He is haunted but only by one ghost, of his late wife Merrill, who just wants to save goodbye and bears zero ill will, even if his tardiness due to prayers and superstition made Rann to be critically late with medicine). <br /></p><p>Encounters: monstrous sheep, pain-driven wild animals, lightning storm-cubs, sculptors, farmers and shepherds transporting produce, bees carrying a body somewhere, opalescent ghosts that come out from the cracks of the earth.<br /></p><p>Travelling the meadows there is 2-in-6 chance per day to find Star Poppy, a magical flower which will heal one heart of damage (rules of safekeeping the same as for Silk Bluebell)</p><p><b>07. Abandoned Jasper Mine</b>, now Entrance to the Underworld. No long ago orphiry light shone through old tunnels and two Dolls (people made out of porcelain in a shape of beautiful, refined young women with silken hair and jet-black eyes) came through. While the travel back is possible, it is difficult, and for now <u>twins Dea and Dia</u> are establishing the foothold, i.e. turning an old mine in a mini-palace of sort, unlocking multiple boxes and valises they brought with them, and having tea parties which to some sage knowledgeable on really old history who'd happen to observe them might be suspiciously similar to ancient libations to the dead in times before Divinities. Dea and Dia are sent from House of Gates in Gloamlands, to watch out for worms; indeed the mine itself was burrowed through by Mina and only later used as a guiding pathway by Dolls. Dea (blue dress, short bob, rapier, likes fencing and fashion, somewhat impatient, Wants: to protect Dia, not be bored), Dea (red dress, longer page cut, weaver and tea-gardener, solemn, patient, Wants: to find and eliminate worms, have good tea). For now the twins just doing basic reconnaissance, but soon they will start approach people with questions and start searching. If well-assisted in finding / detaining Mina, and with some call to their sense of fairness, they can reluctantly and with great effort open the tunnel to House of Gates to mainland, although anybody but Dolls travelling the Underworld  must keep their eyes closed and say no word at all cost, or the Gentle Death would notice them and dissolve them into dust. <br /></p><p><b>08. Old forgotten weather recording station </b>still works, even after all those decades – meteorologists of Tyn Mava were truly the best. Readings from this station, if collected properly, will prove that Raita's assumptions about the island getting taller are wrong, as these are the only remaining readings that take into account sea level altitudes over last decades and not just general sky luminosity which all current mavens rely upon. There are also a few books here on now-lost weather calculations (treat as spellbooks with 1-3 random spells for any weather-vane seer)<br /></p><p></p><p>Not very far from there, at the end of the broken tracks, under a rockfall there is a body of<u> another Train (Everbright)</u>; broken and buried for many decades without hopes of rescue they projected their Radiant Spirit out of the body: there is an amnesiac knight armour-like auto-body calling himself Archibald Red-Banner somewhere near Lighthouse in Melrose, who is the host of this Radiant Spirit. If Everbright is reunited with Archibald and rescued from the rubble (which is a rather significant effort requiring a lot of people-power, shovels and food logistics), there will be much rejoicing. </p><p><b>09. Western side of pillar mountains</b> is carved with multiple dangerous gorges and cliffs, making navigation difficult. In older times there was a lot of mining done in these areas (coal, tin, copper, gems) but since upheaval the mountains cracked, shifted and revealed strange stones underneath. Some pillars seems to be made out of compressed rubble, mixed with fossils of something that is definitely not human people; it might be the influence of worms, or the underworld, or both, or the upheaval itself bringing back the landfills of the past and histories bulldozed over in the glory days of Melrose. While there are a lot of youth trying to be treasure hunters for old mines, they mostly stick to closer eastern side.</p><p>Of the place of note is an <u>old radio tower</u>, leaning a bit over the ravine but otherwise intact, only very difficult to get to; <u>Chester House</u> (a manor of long-forgotten noble of Melrose, empty except for some rather angry ghosts and a few moon-slugs but full of treasure), <u>Finis' Cabin</u> where Finis lives (mountaineer hermit woman, wears goat pelts and has eyes with horizontal pupils, like a goat; stubborn too, but can be persuaded to show around with scrumptious sweets or good wine).</p><p>Western side tent to attract people who watch for false stars for too long, so the slopes are not strangers to a still-star-obsessed skeleton or two, who are mostly stuck under rubble or have a lot of broken bones and cannot move. </p><p>There is 1-in-6 change in a day of search to find Grace Orb, a magical yellow clover-like flower that grants rest and wards off wandering spirits for one night (rules of preservation the same as for all other flowers). <br /></p><p><b>10. Eastern side of pillar mountains </b>are considered safer of two evils despite Snow Tiger Storm equally raging over both sides; Root Rangers maintain more outposts here then on the western side. A few small remaining mines (mostly copper and tin), operate in difficult conditions, and the mountains are sort of proving grounds for youth, as well as pilgrimage place for older people, as the main temple for Divinities somehow got relocated there during the upheaval. Wide River cascades down the second tallest peak to combine with Cold River in highlands, and fishers attempt to get there at least once a year for coldwater trout (big, spiky, slightly pirahna-like fish) considered to be both delicacy and a mark of a true fisher.  </p><p></p><p><b>11. Greenleaf Inn </b>is a spacious, once magnificent but now rather dilapidated inn with leaking gabled roofs and lush garden (which doesn't have a single pear). It didn't serve as an inn for a long time, as nobody travels in that direction since the upheaval made it the edge of the island. A generation ago it got ill repute after two youths decided to pull some rather dangerous pranks on old lady of the inn, and absolutely suddenly stumbled, broke their necks and died. While stumbling in the mountains is, indeed, very dangerous, the old lady of the house got a reputation of a dangerous witch. Her granddaugher, <u>Emilia</u> (plain young woman, calloused hands, handspun clothes, suspicious, lonely: Wants: to be a real witch, have friends) lives here and take care of a garden and a few sheep, but tends to hide when strangers approach and use her excellent knowledge of environment to go Home Alone on all hostile intruders). Emilia once met Mina and even traded a few outworldly artifacts from them, which she is certain will make her a real witch; and this amicable stranger only wanted to know so little in exchange.</p><p>In the lush and diverse garden there is 1-in-6 chance per day of search to notice Beauty of Summer, ivory-white iris-like flower, which works like Charm Person spell when used (of course, Emilia can find it with ease if needed, but she doesn't consider such flower to be a real witchery). <br /></p><p><b>12. Hidden waterfall hideout. </b>Of course there is one. While it is very hidden and it is very dangerous to get to there, there is a piece of true starlight there, crystallized when a scared star flew away from shattered sky. This starlight is what makes crystal grow around the base of the island as a sort of a shield, as the star slowly borrows deeper and deeper. To defend itself, it creates various starcrystal defenders and is entirely unwilling to get out, making anybody who is trying to force it maddened with its own fear. With some careful diplomacy, friendly disposition and, if possible, pure heart, it is possible for scared star to let people to collect some of its the light into appropriate vessel (gem-bottle would work, as well as anything made out of purest possible silver). Such light would be invaluable for anybody trying to radio-navigate, and both Mina and Dolls will be interested to acquire it in exchange for other treasures or favours (although Mina will try to lowball a little, and Dia and Dea didn't unpack all of their stuff yet). </p><p>(for people of Tyn Mava I often used <a href="https://wasitlikely.blogspot.com/2023/08/blog-post.html">this generator by "Was It Likely?"</a>)</p><p>P.S. I guess I must list sets which served as sparks/prompts for Tyn Mava. 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</p><span class="comment-actions secondary-text"><a class="comment-reply" target="_self" data-comment-id="5904418751910139968">Reply</a><span class="item-control blog-admin blog-admin pid-2059144983"><a target="_self" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=3973402558914703751&postID=5904418751910139968">Delete</a></span></span></div><div class="comment-replies"><div id="c5904418751910139968-rt" class="comment-thread inline-thread"><span class="thread-toggle thread-expanded"><span class="thread-arrow"></span><span class="thread-count"><a target="_self">Replies</a></span></span><ol id="c5904418751910139968-ra" class="thread-chrome thread-expanded"><div><li class="comment" id="c3158388921640027100"><div class="avatar-image-container"><img src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ6J5YbZMuixq4mA-SopdmHJdhvC3onmXcZszfeEu6KJAqcZ8wUMzNuAYVxyqEE8KpOqQeWOXbjFd_AbSuy1pwxmaq-VJlTOGzKbau4-qI9fEoW5Y_vt4Ao5XzL-7LF8Q/s45-c/Whiteness.png" alt=""/></div><div class="comment-block"><div class="comment-header"><cite class="user"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/12992025061183651850" rel="nofollow">Kyana</a></cite><span class="icon user blog-author"></span><span class="datetime secondary-text"><a rel="nofollow" href="https://noisesanssignal.blogspot.com/2024/07/island-of-tyn-mava-city-of-weather.html?showComment=1720556692724#c3158388921640027100">9 July 2024 at 21:24</a></span></div><p class="comment-content">Thank you very much.</p><span class="comment-actions secondary-text"><span class="item-control blog-admin blog-admin pid-1043330463"><a target="_self" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=3973402558914703751&postID=3158388921640027100">Delete</a></span></span></div><div class="comment-replies"><div id="c3158388921640027100-rt" class="comment-thread inline-thread hidden"><span class="thread-toggle thread-expanded"><span class="thread-arrow"></span><span class="thread-count"><a target="_self">Replies</a></span></span><ol id="c3158388921640027100-ra" class="thread-chrome thread-expanded"><div></div><div id="c3158388921640027100-continue" class="continue"><a class="comment-reply" target="_self" data-comment-id="3158388921640027100">Reply</a></div></ol></div></div><div class="comment-replybox-single" id="c3158388921640027100-ce"></div></li></div><div id="c5904418751910139968-continue" class="continue"><a class="comment-reply" target="_self" data-comment-id="5904418751910139968">Reply</a></div></ol></div></div><div class="comment-replybox-single" id="c5904418751910139968-ce"></div></li><li class="comment" id="c2829378535284323333"><div class="avatar-image-container"><img src="//www.blogger.com/img/blogger_logo_round_35.png" alt=""/></div><div class="comment-block"><div class="comment-header"><cite class="user"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/12504030224075149157" rel="nofollow">maxcan7</a></cite><span class="icon user "></span><span class="datetime secondary-text"><a rel="nofollow" href="https://noisesanssignal.blogspot.com/2024/07/island-of-tyn-mava-city-of-weather.html?showComment=1720968287568#c2829378535284323333">14 July 2024 at 15:44</a></span></div><p class="comment-content">So much evocative imagery, and I love the weather table. Even if this was only one part of what you had originally planned, there is so much interesting stuff to work with here.</p><span class="comment-actions secondary-text"><a class="comment-reply" target="_self" data-comment-id="2829378535284323333">Reply</a><span class="item-control blog-admin blog-admin pid-204486694"><a target="_self" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=3973402558914703751&postID=2829378535284323333">Delete</a></span></span></div><div class="comment-replies"><div id="c2829378535284323333-rt" class="comment-thread inline-thread"><span class="thread-toggle thread-expanded"><span class="thread-arrow"></span><span class="thread-count"><a target="_self">Replies</a></span></span><ol id="c2829378535284323333-ra" class="thread-chrome thread-expanded"><div><li class="comment" id="c3470699898089354736"><div class="avatar-image-container"><img src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ6J5YbZMuixq4mA-SopdmHJdhvC3onmXcZszfeEu6KJAqcZ8wUMzNuAYVxyqEE8KpOqQeWOXbjFd_AbSuy1pwxmaq-VJlTOGzKbau4-qI9fEoW5Y_vt4Ao5XzL-7LF8Q/s45-c/Whiteness.png" alt=""/></div><div class="comment-block"><div class="comment-header"><cite class="user"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/12992025061183651850" rel="nofollow">Kyana</a></cite><span class="icon user blog-author"></span><span class="datetime secondary-text"><a rel="nofollow" href="https://noisesanssignal.blogspot.com/2024/07/island-of-tyn-mava-city-of-weather.html?showComment=1721048295063#c3470699898089354736">15 July 2024 at 13:58</a></span></div><p class="comment-content">Thank you. Maybe one day I will post the rest.</p><span class="comment-actions secondary-text"><span class="item-control blog-admin blog-admin pid-1043330463"><a target="_self" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=3973402558914703751&postID=3470699898089354736">Delete</a></span></span></div><div class="comment-replies"><div id="c3470699898089354736-rt" class="comment-thread inline-thread hidden"><span class="thread-toggle thread-expanded"><span class="thread-arrow"></span><span class="thread-count"><a target="_self">Replies</a></span></span><ol id="c3470699898089354736-ra" class="thread-chrome thread-expanded"><div></div><div id="c3470699898089354736-continue" class="continue"><a class="comment-reply" target="_self" data-comment-id="3470699898089354736">Reply</a></div></ol></div></div><div class="comment-replybox-single" id="c3470699898089354736-ce"></div></li></div><div id="c2829378535284323333-continue" class="continue"><a class="comment-reply" target="_self" data-comment-id="2829378535284323333">Reply</a></div></ol></div></div><div class="comment-replybox-single" id="c2829378535284323333-ce"></div></li></ol><div id="top-continue" class="continue"><a class="comment-reply" target="_self">Add comment</a></div><div class="comment-replybox-thread" id="top-ce"></div><div class="loadmore hidden" data-post-id="6461635822331085862"><a target="_self">Load more...</a></div></div> </div> </div> <p class='comment-footer'> <div class='comment-form'> <a name='comment-form'></a> <p> </p> <a href='https://www.blogger.com/comment/frame/3973402558914703751?po=6461635822331085862&hl=en-GB' id='comment-editor-src'></a> <iframe allowtransparency='true' class='blogger-iframe-colorize blogger-comment-from-post' frameborder='0' height='410px' id='comment-editor' name='comment-editor' src='' width='100%'></iframe> <script src='https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/jsbin/2315299244-comment_from_post_iframe.js' type='text/javascript'></script> <script type='text/javascript'> BLOG_CMT_createIframe('https://www.blogger.com/rpc_relay.html'); </script> </div> </p> <div id='backlinks-container'> <div id='Blog1_backlinks-container'> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div></div> </div> <div class='blog-pager' id='blog-pager'> <span id='blog-pager-newer-link'> <a class='blog-pager-newer-link' href='https://noisesanssignal.blogspot.com/2024/10/simple-system-to-run-detective-game-in.html' id='Blog1_blog-pager-newer-link' title='Newer Post'>Newer Post</a> </span> <span id='blog-pager-older-link'> <a class='blog-pager-older-link' href='https://noisesanssignal.blogspot.com/2024/03/strange-colours-made-ouf-of-mostly-puns.html' id='Blog1_blog-pager-older-link' title='Older Post'>Older Post</a> </span> <a class='home-link' href='https://noisesanssignal.blogspot.com/'>Home</a> </div> <div class='clear'></div> <div class='post-feeds'> <div class='feed-links'> Subscribe to: <a class='feed-link' href='https://noisesanssignal.blogspot.com/feeds/6461635822331085862/comments/default' target='_blank' type='application/atom+xml'>Post Comments (Atom)</a> </div> </div> </div></div> </div> </div> <div class='column-left-outer'> <div class='column-left-inner'> <aside> </aside> </div> </div> <div class='column-right-outer'> <div class='column-right-inner'> <aside> <div class='sidebar section' id='sidebar-right-1'><div class='widget PageList' data-version='1' id='PageList1'> <h2>Additional pages</h2> <div class='widget-content'> <ul> <li> <a href='https://noisesanssignal.blogspot.com/p/downloads.html'>Download</a> </li> </ul> <div class='clear'></div> </div> </div></div> </aside> </div> </div> </div> <div style='clear: both'></div>  </div>  </div> </div> <div class='main-cap-bottom cap-bottom'> <div class='cap-left'></div> <div class='cap-right'></div> </div> </div> <footer> <div class='footer-outer'> <div class='footer-cap-top cap-top'> <div class='cap-left'></div> <div class='cap-right'></div> </div> <div class='fauxborder-left footer-fauxborder-left'> <div class='fauxborder-right footer-fauxborder-right'></div> <div class='region-inner footer-inner'> <div class='foot no-items section' id='footer-1'></div>  <div class='foot section' id='footer-3' name='Footer'><div class='widget Attribution' data-version='1' id='Attribution1'> <div class='widget-content' style='text-align: center;'> Text CC BY-NC; Maps All Rights Reserved; nothing on this blog can be used for merchandise, AI generators/training, or NFTs/cryptocurrency. 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