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''"You open the box, and something climbs out. Something has a glistening carapace the colour of smoked sapphires. Something is made almost entirely of legs. Too many legs."''<ref>{{FLCitation|https://fallenlondon.fandom.com/wiki/Open_up|Open up|Fallen London|}}</ref> | ''"You open the box, and something climbs out. Something has a glistening carapace the colour of smoked sapphires. Something is made almost entirely of legs. Too many legs."''<ref>{{FLCitation|https://fallenlondon.fandom.com/wiki/Open_up|Open up|Fallen London|}}</ref> | ||
'''Moon-misers''' are mysterious, | '''Moon-misers''' are mysterious, insectoid creatures that reside on the roof of the Neath. Their colossal size and bioluminescence makes them visible from London, which has led Londoners to call them '''"false-stars."''' | ||
Their | Their blueish glow is known as moonish light, and it turns [[The Neathbow#Apocyan|apocyan]] when reflected off the crests of the waves of the Unterzee. | ||
== Biology__forcetoc__ == | == Biology__forcetoc__ == | ||
Moon-misers | Moon-misers appear to be insects with many pairs of legs, which they use to walk along the cavern's roof. Much like the [[Rubbery Men]] and the [[Flukes]], the moon-misers hail from the planet Axile, where they were used as mounts. They were likely brought to the Neath by [[the Bazaar]] long before the time of [[the First City]], along with other Axiles, and have since colonized its roof. | ||
Moon-misers are a source of a few particular substances. Their shed chitinous exoskeletons fall to the Unterzee, and the pieces are called '''glim. '''Glim is used in jewelry, or burned as a light source, which makes it emit noxious fumes. But the most valuable product from these creatures is '''moon-milk''', a substance which causes the imbiber to fall madly in love with the first thing they see, be it a person, an object, or even a color. This obsession fades over years, though, and is shallow in comparison to real love. Perhaps a hybrid between a moon-miser and a human could produce a variant more amenable to human digestion, creating an effect indistinguishable from true love... | |||
The matriarch of the moon-misers is the Moon-Mother. She is so large as to be confused for a great stalactite, and her glim carapace is notably darker than usual. [[Godfall|Starved Men]] have hollowed out her insides, and practice their Shapeling Arts within her using her amber secretions. The servants of the Moon-Mother have retained more sanity than most of their kind, and tend to her well-being. | |||
These beings' reproductive cycle is as strange as everything else about them. One is born each decade or so, and for this to happen, the false-stars must align into a particular arrangement known as the Counterfeit Constellation. The child is coerced from the womb using the Song of Birthing, customarily sung by the Moon-Mother. The infant feeds on nectar extracted from stalactites by its father (the jellied remains of some burrowing ceiling creature, perhaps), and must be swaddled in its mother's silk while its carapace develops. | |||
== Boxfulls of Intrigue == | == Boxfulls of Intrigue == | ||
Revision as of 04:19, 30 August 2020
"You open the box, and something climbs out. Something has a glistening carapace the colour of smoked sapphires. Something is made almost entirely of legs. Too many legs."[1]
Moon-misers are mysterious, insectoid creatures that reside on the roof of the Neath. Their colossal size and bioluminescence makes them visible from London, which has led Londoners to call them "false-stars."
Their blueish glow is known as moonish light, and it turns apocyan when reflected off the crests of the waves of the Unterzee.
Biology
Moon-misers appear to be insects with many pairs of legs, which they use to walk along the cavern's roof. Much like the Rubbery Men and the Flukes, the moon-misers hail from the planet Axile, where they were used as mounts. They were likely brought to the Neath by the Bazaar long before the time of the First City, along with other Axiles, and have since colonized its roof.
Moon-misers are a source of a few particular substances. Their shed chitinous exoskeletons fall to the Unterzee, and the pieces are called glim. Glim is used in jewelry, or burned as a light source, which makes it emit noxious fumes. But the most valuable product from these creatures is moon-milk, a substance which causes the imbiber to fall madly in love with the first thing they see, be it a person, an object, or even a color. This obsession fades over years, though, and is shallow in comparison to real love. Perhaps a hybrid between a moon-miser and a human could produce a variant more amenable to human digestion, creating an effect indistinguishable from true love...
The matriarch of the moon-misers is the Moon-Mother. She is so large as to be confused for a great stalactite, and her glim carapace is notably darker than usual. Starved Men have hollowed out her insides, and practice their Shapeling Arts within her using her amber secretions. The servants of the Moon-Mother have retained more sanity than most of their kind, and tend to her well-being.
These beings' reproductive cycle is as strange as everything else about them. One is born each decade or so, and for this to happen, the false-stars must align into a particular arrangement known as the Counterfeit Constellation. The child is coerced from the womb using the Song of Birthing, customarily sung by the Moon-Mother. The infant feeds on nectar extracted from stalactites by its father (the jellied remains of some burrowing ceiling creature, perhaps), and must be swaddled in its mother's silk while its carapace develops.
Boxfulls of Intrigue
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