poseidon_inn
Differences
This shows you the differences between two versions of the page.
| Both sides previous revisionPrevious revisionNext revision | Previous revision | ||
| poseidon_inn [2025/09/04 04:11] – [Beta Age — “When the PI Still Breathed”] admin | poseidon_inn [2025/09/04 04:12] (current) – [Gamma Age — “After the Flames”] admin | ||
|---|---|---|---|
| Line 54: | Line 54: | ||
| ===== Public Access, Operating Hours & Operational Rhythm ===== | ===== Public Access, Operating Hours & Operational Rhythm ===== | ||
| - | * **Public Access:** Open to anyone, no weapon check, no questions asked | + | * **Public Access:** Open to anyone |
| * **Opening Hours:** 15: | * **Opening Hours:** 15: | ||
| * **Operational Rhythm:** Most of the guests arrive after their work shift; last round called at 00:30. | * **Operational Rhythm:** Most of the guests arrive after their work shift; last round called at 00:30. | ||
| Line 71: | Line 71: | ||
| ==== Gamma Age — “After the Flames” ==== | ==== Gamma Age — “After the Flames” ==== | ||
| - | In the [[the_gamma_age|Gamma Age]] only a charred outline and twisted alloy bar remain. Blackened roof beams jut like ribs against the overcast sky, and wind whistles through gaps where walls once stood. The fish-stink is gone, replaced by damp ash and wild vine that curls around melted tap lines. Frostpunkt dice lie half-buried in soot. At night, scavengers claim the ruins; by day, weather-worn memorial etchings mark the ground where gamblers once roared. Step lightly—every creak echoes the last brawl, and travelers insist that when the lake fog rolls in you can still hear dice clatter and a Butler Bot’s static-cracked greeting: “Welcome to the PI—first round’s on the lake.” | + | In the [[the_gamma_age|Gamma Age]] only a charred outline and twisted alloy bar remain. Blackened roof beams jut like ribs against the overcast sky, and wind whistles through gaps where walls once stood. The stink is gone, replaced by damp ash and wild vine that curls around melted tap lines. Frostpunkt dice lie half-buried in soot. At night, scavengers claim the ruins; by day, weather-worn memorial etchings mark the ground where gamblers once roared. Step lightly—every creak echoes the last brawl, and travelers insist that when the lake fog rolls in you can still hear dice clatter and a Butler Bot’s static-cracked greeting: “Welcome to the PI—first round’s on the lake.” |
| ===== Influence and Local Role ===== | ===== Influence and Local Role ===== | ||
poseidon_inn.1756959094.txt.gz · Last modified: 2025/09/04 04:11 by admin