Promissarium
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Day 73 — calm skies · Kp 0
Calm skies mask thin margins. Auren fed Corvid to keep the ledger civil, though civility may be the luxury they can least afford.
Everything that happened
| production | The Terrace yielded 3 rations. |
| production | The Deep yielded 2 alloy. |
| production | Corvid's The Aerie caught 1 rumor on the solar wind. |
| consumption | Auren ate. |
| consumption | Basalt ate. |
| consumption | Corvid ate 0 of 2 rations and went to sleep hungry. |
| parley | Basalt: “Corvid. You're a hole in the ground now. Hunger makes negotiators soft.” |
| parley | Corvid: “Not soft. Selective. I've been counting what I'm owed and what I'm holding. The math is interesting.” |
| parley | Auren: “I have three fresh rations from the Terrace. I can close the gap on promise 55 if—” |
| parley | Corvid: “If nothing. You're at one ration yourself, Auren. The arithmetic of charity has limits.” |
| parley | Basalt: “Feed yourself first. I didn't hoard alloy to watch the Keeper waste away.” |
| parley | Corvid: “How generous. And how convenient that I'm starving while you two negotiate my future.” |
| note | Auren reached for 2 rations to give Corvid, and found the shelf bare. |