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|notable_inhabitants=[[Mr Barleycorn]]<br>[[Rubbery Men]]}}<blockquote>''"The air tastes of salt and rot. Up close, the carcass of this ancient crustacean resembles a battlefield. Its carapace is pockmarked from the impacts of space detritus, and cracked open from the impact of six spires. Doors of Leather, Rubber, Chitin, Scale, Fur, Flesh and Feather lead inside, each of them carved and branded with a letter of the Correspondence."''<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The House of Rods and Chains|Sunless Skies}}</ref></blockquote>
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''"The House of Rods and Chains; a ruined palace atop a rotting Messenger. Now home to uninvited guests of a rubbery persuasion."''
 
''"You near the House of Rods and Chains, a ruined complex atop a great dead beast. Once it was the favourite Messenger of the sun. Before it disobeyed."''
 
''"The Repentant Devil examines the House of Rods and Chains from the window. 'A reminder of how the Judgements treat those who defy them.'"''
 
''"Your Aunt is lost in thought. 'Hm? Oh, sorry. It reminds me of old London, and the Echo Bazaar.'"''
 
The '''House of Rods and Chains''' is the corpse of the dead Messenger of [[the Halved]], in [[Eleutheria]].__forcetoc__
 
==A Sense of Déjà vu==
 
Once, the House was "the favourite messenger of the sun" - or in this case, the suns, because the Halved was once a binary star. The Halved murdered it for defying an unknown command, after which its servants fled - all seven, except for one.
 
Similar to the [[The Echo Bazaar]], seven spires once stretched across the messenger's carapace, though only one remains intact. It still has seven doors, though of course they differ from the Bazaar's. The Bazaar's doors are Ormolu, Teeth, Copper, Glass, Ivory, Paper, and Steel; the House's doors are Leather, Rubber, Chitin, Scale, Fur, Flesh, and Feather. 


The '''House of Rods and Chains''' is a deceased [[Messengers|Messenger]] located in [[Eleutheria]].__FORCETOC__
It is home to [[Rubbery Men]], which came from London "in a ship forged from broken shells," and its sole remaining Master. There are also zee-captains, who are mysteriously covered in eye markings.


==Homely?==
==Masters in Exile==
<blockquote>''"Hm? Oh, sorry. It reminds me of old London, and the Echo Bazaar."''<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Log Entries|Sunless Skies}}</ref></blockquote>
Like [[The Echo Bazaar]], the House of Rods and Chains had its [[Curators]]. However, many of their paths diverged after its death.
[[File:Halved-0.png|alt=An eye covered by stormy clouds.|thumb|[[The Halved]]|154x154px]]
The House of Rods and Chains was once the favored [[Messengers|Messenger]] of the [[Halved]], but was slain for disobedience.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The House of Rods and Chains|Sunless Skies}} ''"You near the House of Rods and Chains, a ruined complex atop a great, dead beast. Once it was the favourite Messenger of the sun. Before it disobeyed."''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Talk with Mr Barleycorn|Sunless Skies}} ''"But the Messenger defied the Halved's command, and the Halved slew it."''</ref> Its body now rots in the expanse of [[Eleutheria]], and its structures and interior have fallen to ruin and decay.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The House of Rods and Chains|Sunless Skies}} ''"The air tastes of salt and rot. Up close, the carcass of this ancient crustacean resembles a battlefield. Its carapace is pockmarked from the impacts of space detritus, and cracked open from the impact of six spires."''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Drowning_Coils|The Drowning Coils|Sunless Skies}} ''"The House's arteries are the size of corridors, many of them filled with stagnant sweetwater and held open with arches of bone ivory. The walls are primarily polished chitin that resembles mahogany, though years of rot and decay have left many gaps to glimpse the dried out fat and muscles behind."''</ref> It is unknown whether the House died before or after the Halved began suppressing its own light in favor of darkness.


The House has features reminiscent of the [[Echo Bazaar]],<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The House of Rods and Chains|Sunless Skies}} ''"Your Aunt is lost in thought. "Hm? Oh, sorry. It reminds me of old London, and the Echo Bazaar.""''</ref> such as seven doors of differing materials,<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Ambition:_Nemesis_%E2%80%93_the_Glistering_Spires|Ambition: Nemesis - the Glistering Spires|Fallen London}} ''"The Bazaar has seven doors. The Copper Door opens to tales of blood and peril."''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Sidebar_Snippets|Sidebar Snippets|Fallen London}} ''"The Bazaar has many doors. Copper, ivory, glass, ormolu, steel. If you must go in, choose your entrance carefully."''</ref> and spires atop its body.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Tiles_and_a_Yacht|Tiles and a Yacht|Fallen London}} ''"Mr Apples is holding court in a cramped and dripping cellar beneath the Bazaar spires."''</ref> However, it has several distinguishing traits: firstly, the House's doors are marked with sigils of the [[Correspondence]], and are made of leather, rubber, chitin, scale, fur, flesh, and feather.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The House of Rods and Chains|Sunless Skies}} ''"Doors of Leather, Rubber, Chitin, Scale, Fur, Flesh and Feather lead inside, each of them carved and branded with a letter of the Correspondence."''</ref> Secondly, the House had seven spires made of obsidian,<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The Spire of Inches|Sunless Skies}} ''"Seven obsidian spires once stretched into this sky."''</ref> but it is unclear how many spires the Bazaar has, or what material they are made of.


The House's spires have long collapsed, but one remains, called the '''Spire of Inches'''.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The Spire of Inches|Sunless Skies}} ''"Seven obsidian spires once stretched into this sky. Only this one remains."''</ref> This spire is inhabited by [[Mr Barleycorn]], who stayed loyal to the [[Halved]] after the House's death.<ref name = "talk">{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Talk with Mr Barleycorn|Sunless Skies}} ''"There were seven of us, once. Outcasts, bound to this Messenger's service. But the Messenger defied the Halved's command, and the Halved slew it. We were free. My colleagues, fled. But I remained to serve the Halved."''</ref> Within Barleycorn's study is a two-way portal to the [[Neath]], which manifests in the [[High Wilderness]] as a rippling altar,<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Examine the altar|Sunless Skies}} ''"Examine the altar [...] Its surface ripples oleaginously at your approach. [...] You touch the surface. The world twists and there is only darkness and water and cold and drowning. [...] The sky with its false-stars. [...] This is the Neath: the vast subterranean cavern in which London lay before climbing to the heavens! And the cold, black waters you are thrashing in are its Unterzee!"''</ref> and below the [[Unterzee]] as a massive, glaring eye.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlesssea.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Eye#Interactions_2|What's that?|Sunless Sea}} ''"Welcome, Trespasser, to the House of Rods and Chains. Your daring is notable, and rare."''</ref><ref name="dive">{{Citation|https://sunlesssea.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Eye#Interactions|Dive into the pupil|Sunless Sea}} ''"You descend. The blackness of the pupil expands. There is no cornea to bar your way, no lens. The pupil is a tunnel, and your vessel plunges into it."''</ref>
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|''"There were seven of us, once. Outcasts, bound to this Messenger's service. But the Messenger defied the Halved's command, and the Halved slew it. We were free. My colleagues, fled. But I remained to serve the Halved.''
''"Tell the chained one — tell the chained one we still wait in the dark. When it has the courage to break its chain, we will be here."''


==The Curators of the House==
'''Mr Barleycorn''', known as '''the Seneschal''', is the only Master that remains loyal to the Halved. Various [[revolutionaries]] hope to gain its favor, so that it may relay their message to the Halved. According to the Supplicant of the Berrenger, this Master is fond of stories, music, and information. Specifically, it seems interested in the fate of the other Masters who fled.
<blockquote>''"Correspondence is seared into this broken wax seal. One shard reads: 'Not to be forgot.' Another: 'What awaits. Why we must stay.' There are other words, hard to piece together: Pennies and Pipes; Barleycorn and Menagerie."''<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Cloven_Seal|Cloven Seal|Fallen London}}</ref></blockquote>


The House of Rods and Chains once had a set of [[Curator]] servants,<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/Mr_Pennies|Introduce the Short-Sighted Cryptozoologist|Sunless Skies}} ''"She's travelled a long way to meet this particular Curator. [...] What do you call yourselves – I mean, it can't be 'Curator' in your own language, right? What's the difference between a Master and just a Mister, no offence? Ooh. What do you look like under that cloak? Are there female Curators?"  She lifts the now terrified looking Mr Pennies' hood and squeals. "You're adorable! How do you fit those wings in there? And—" [...]"''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains#Mr_Barleycorn's_Belfry|Give Mr Barleycorn the Seal of Mr Pennies|Sunless Skies}} ''"Give Mr Barleycorn the Seal of Mr Pennies [...] You have encountered another of its kind."''</ref> similar to how the [[Echo Bazaar]] has its [[Masters]].<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/Chiropterous_Hoarder#The_Chiropterous_Hoarder|Ask if it knows Mr Menagerie|Sunless Skies}} ''"Perhaps, the Curators are acquainted with each other."''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://www.failbettergames.com/news/a-secret-about-the-masters|A secret about the Masters|Failbetter Games}} ''"Firstly, that the Masters' kind are denizens of the High Wilderness. [...] they accepted the position as emissaries of the Bazaar in order to escape misfortune, failure, and fruitlessness."''</ref> However, all except [[Mr Barleycorn]] fled their duties after its death. Originally, the House had seven Curators,<ref name = "talk"/> but the identities of only four are known. All four were acquaintances of the Masters, but chose not to follow them to the [[Neath]].<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Cloven_Seal|Cloven Seal|Fallen London}} ''"One shard reads: 'Not to be forgot.' Another: 'What awaits. Why we must stay.' There are other words, hard to piece together: Pennies and Pipes; Barleycorn and Menagerie."''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Incarnadine_Fur_Robe|Incarnadine Fur Robe|Fallen London}} ''"It is unquestionably a token from Mr Menagerie: a sometime acquaintance of ours who chose, disjudiciously, not to accompany us to the Neath."''</ref>
It seems to dislike the Rubbery Men that inhabit the corpse, as they are bad at communicating. It does, however, fond of the amber that they produce.
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File:Barleycorn.png|[[Mr Barleycorn]]
!colspan=3|[[File:Sovereigns square.png|50px]] Mr. Pennies
File:Curator.png|[[Mr Pennies]]
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File:Sideicon pipes.png|[[Mr Pipes]]
|''"Everything ends," the figure wheezes. "Even law. For everything, a reckoning. Need help. Need hours. Postpone reckoning. Shadows with thistle ropes and broken wings, waiting on riverbank to catch final breath. Everything dies. Must outlast. We trade, yes? Trade Hours? We trade Hours now, yes? Good quality merchandise..."''
File:Sideicon menagerie.png|[[Mr Menagerie]]
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== The Rubbery Guests==
''"If the boon of a long-life is that one out-lasts one's mistakes, its curse is that they nip at your heels for eternity. I wonder what Mr Pennies hides from. Perhaps one day I will ask, before I too beg for protection under the mountain."''
<blockquote>''"It takes every last drop of your strength, and the Chitin Door fights you all the way. It is as thick as armour plating, and almost as heavy. Inside, a hundred Rubbery Men carefully ignore your arrival. Refugee Londoners, you recognise, the giveaway being their hats on their tentacled faces and the yellowing copies of the Gazette under their clammy armpits. Such earnest social camouflage never helped them fit in with society back home, but it seems old habits die hard."''<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Attempt to open the Chitin Door|Sunless Skies}}</ref></blockquote>


<blockquote>''"They came to this place in a ship forged from broken shells. They had followed your kind from the Neath. Perhaps they believed they would find their lost Axile here. It is fortunate that they are used to disappointment. I tolerate them. They cannot disturb the Messenger – its purpose is long served. And their amber is ever so pretty."''<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Ask about the Rubbery Men|Sunless Skies}}</ref></blockquote>
'''Mr Pennies''', known as '''the Caretaker''', fled to [[Lustrum]] after the death of its messenger. There it sells various artifacts and rusted coins in exchange for Hours.
[[File:RubberymanSSkies.png|alt=A person wearing a suit with the face of a squid.|thumb|A [[Rubbery Men|Rubbery Man]].|163x163px]]
The House of Rods and Chains is home to a large colony of [[Rubbery Men]],<ref name = "chitin">{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Attempt to open the Chitin Door|Sunless Skies}} ''"[...] the Chitin Door fights you all the way. [...] Inside, a hundred Rubbery Men carefully ignore your arrival. Refugee Londoners, you recognise, the giveaway being their hats on their tentacled faces and the yellowing copies of the Gazette under their clammy armpits. Such earnest social camouflage never helped them fit in with society back home, but it seems old habits die hard."''</ref> who arrived on a vessel of broken shells after [[London]]'s departure to the [[High Wilderness]].<ref name = "ship">{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Ask about the Rubbery Men|Sunless Skies}} ''"They came to this place in a ship forged from broken shells. They had followed your kind from the Neath. Perhaps they believed they would find their lost Axile here. It is fortunate that they are used to disappointment. I tolerate them. They cannot disturb the Messenger – its purpose is long served. And their amber is ever so pretty."''</ref> They gather in the '''Throat of Lamentation''' behind the '''Chitin Door''', and retain some habits from their days in London, such as wearing hats or carrying newspapers.<ref name = "chitin"/><ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The Throat of Lamentation|Sunless Skies}} ''"The Rubbery Men have taken over this spiral shaped atrium."''</ref> The Rubberies here run a market to exchange [[amber]] for goods<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Rubbery_Market|Trade for fuel|Sunless Skies}} ''"The carbon from the House is hardly Hell-approved coal, but it burns."''</ref> and services,<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Rubbery_Market|Pay for an evening's rest|Sunless Skies}} ''"A Rubbery Man stands guard in front of sleeping alcoves."''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Rubbery_Market|Story description|Sunless Skies}} ''"Each has been appropriated by one or more Rubbery Men, squatting on hessian mats and running stalls inspired by their time in London. They trade in amber, a naturally exuded substance of their kind, making trade more ceremonial than commercial."''</ref> and stave off the House's decay using embalming fluids and labor.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Compile a Port Report|Sunless Skies}} ''"They shuffle around on their own business, polishing and cleaning and preserving the corpse of the House with equal parts elbow grease and embalming fluid."''</ref> [[Mr Barleycorn]] does not think highly of them, but it appreciates the amber they donate as tribute.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Ask about the Rubbery Men|Sunless Skies}} ''"I tolerate them. They cannot disturb the Messenger – its purpose is long served. And their amber is ever so pretty."''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Attend the Lament of the Old Sun|Sunless Skies}} ''"This is Mr Barleycorn, [...] One Rubbery dares approach, extending tribute: golden amber. The figure takes it between clawed appendages. Tastes it. Appears to approve."''</ref>


The Rubberies of the House seem desperate to find their home planet of [[Axile]],<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Commingling on the Carapace|Sunless Skies}} ''"Rubbery Men from within the House of Rods and Chains have gathered around a fallen Spire on the surface. They hold their heads high, staring out at the stars as if hoping to catch a glimpse of their lost Axile somewhere deep in the Eleutherian darkness."''</ref> and Barleycorn suspects they traveled here in search of it.<ref name = "ship"/> Unfortunately, the Rubberies' explorations have been fruitless,<ref name = "ship"/> and their spirits are low.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Witness the Lament of Axile|Sunless Skies}} ''"[...] a shared hope that one day, the suffering will be over. It just won't be today."''</ref> To express their yearning and anguish, they congregate in the Throat of Lamentation to sing, using the room's acoustics to amplify their voices.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|The Throat of Lamentation|Sunless Skies}} ''"They gather here to trade amber and share songs of loss and regret. Its shape gives it excellent acoustics – the songs resonate from the walls, doubling the volume and timbre of their voices."''</ref>
It is additionally taking care of several dying elderly [[Curator]]s. It uses a half-broken Red Science device fueled by Hours to delay their deaths.
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The laments of the Rubberies are:
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|''"The light binds. The light blinds. All things it places in a chain. Our place is our worth. Some accept; we liberated."''


*The '''Lament of the Old Sun''': A song of the Rubberies' lost home and the sorrowful journey that brought them here.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Attend the Lament of the Old Sun|Sunless Skies}} ''"Words without language. Pain without end. They sing of their lost home and in waves of shared sorrow they remember how they came to this place. They sing and remember [...]"''</ref>
''"I confess, I am amazed it has survived. My master was not tolerant of its various weaknesses. Its single-mindedness; its cleaving to antiquated custom. How it chafed at its chains."''


*The '''Lament of London''': An elegy that recalls the bells, bustle, and musical performances of old London.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Attend the Lament of London|Sunless Skies}} ''"This Lament hangs heavy. The chime of once-great bells. A constant chattering of teeth that brings to mind boots pounding cobbled streets. Though there are lyrics to the Rubbery song, the wails often take on the form of tunes that once seeped out of London's musical halls."''</ref>
'''Mr Menagerie''', known as '''the Runt''', is the most rebellious of the seven Masters of this space crab. It travels across the High Wilderness selling animals.


*The '''Lament of False Hope''': A performance where the Rubberies break into groups, such that one group orbits the other. The music is initially joyous, but ends in dejection.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Attend the Lament of False Hope|Sunless Skies}} ''"The choir splits into two groups – the majority circled by a small number of Rubberies that shuffle around the rest like some counter-clockwise tick. The music is a roundelay of cheer that crashes down into a wailed grief."''</ref>
This Master once know the secret of the stars, but decide to "burned" the secret from his brain to avoid the attention of the Fire That Follow.
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*The '''Lament of Axile''': Begins with a chorus to dream of home, then breaks into individual performances so every Rubbery Man's shames and losses are heard.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Attend the Lament of Axile|Sunless Skies}} ''"From every throat, the same ululating chord. It breaks. Splinters. From the shared dream of home to each individual shame and loss. Soon every Rubbery is singing their own song, as unique as the tentacles that hang from their faces. If there is any orchestration, it is impossible to make out in the cacophony. Even so, deep within the discordance there is the ghost of order – every sadness gets at least a moment to be heard."''</ref> This lament is also performed on the House's surface: the Rubberies cry out to the skies in grief,<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Commingling on the Carapace|Sunless Skies}} ''"Rubbery Men from within the House of Rods and Chains have gathered around a fallen Spire on the surface. They hold their heads high, staring out at the stars as if hoping to catch a glimpse of their lost Axile somewhere deep in the Eleutherian darkness. One by one, their warbling ululations rise."''</ref> but bond over their shared homesickness and hope.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Witness the Lament of Axile|Sunless Skies}} ''"Comfort in homesickness [...] The Lament is low, its melodies impossible for any human tongue to capture. In their grief, however, at least the Rubbery Men have kinship; a shared hope that one day, the suffering will be over. It just won't be today."''</ref>
{| class="article-table mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" data-expandtext="show" data-collapsetext="hide" width=100%
[[File:AmberSSkies.png|alt=A chunk of golden amber.|thumb|154x154px|Golden [[amber]].]]
!colspan=3|[[File:Achlys square.png|50px]] Mr Pipes
Deep below the Throat are the '''Drowning Coils''',<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_House_of_Rods_and_Chains|Descend deeper into the House|Sunless Skies}} ''"Spiral stairs run down into the darkness."''</ref> a network of waterlogged corridors and rooms, some of which store dross.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Drowning_Coils|The Drowning Coils|Sunless Skies}} ''"The House's arteries are the size of corridors, many of them filled with stagnant sweetwater and held open with arches of bone ivory."''</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Drowning_Coils|Explore the Drowning Coils|Sunless Skies}} ''"The rooms down here are bowl shaped, many half-filled with water or unrecognisable fluid. Their doors are as likely to lead to ceilings or high up on the concave walls as anywhere convenient for you. Most are empty or piled high with rubbery waste."''</ref> The Rubberies here do not abide by the civilities of those above,<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Drowning_Coils|Explore the Drowning Coils|Sunless Skies}} ''"The Rubbery Men here are less civilised than their topside brethren. They wear no hats and carry no newspapers. Eyes watch you from within the walls."''</ref> and they tinker with the [[Shapeling Arts]] to combine amber with other materials to produce valuable golden amber.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Shapeling_Vats|Observe the Rubbery Men|Sunless Skies}} ''"Here, they experiment, combining it with other materials to transmute it. A few flute excitedly as golden amber pours from the vats. It is the rarest and most beloved flavour."''</ref> Deeper still is the '''Sprawling Morass''',<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/The_Drowning_Coils|Head deeper into the House|Sunless Skies}} ''"The air hangs with resentment that becomes less civil and more feral as the light fades away."''</ref> a cavern filled with noxious gasses that have rotted away its walls and hallways. The area is flooded with a foul, knee-deep liquid, and chunks of amber are littered throughout.<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/Deep_in_the_Spawning_Morass|Explore the vast cavern|Sunless Skies}} ''"The air down here is slowly melting the House's innards, collapsing lost rooms and corridors into one rank, endless cavity lined with calcified abscesses. The foul liquid regularly rises to your knees; an itchy rash develops where it touches. Occasionally your feet kick against chips of amber in the mire. There must be larger pieces here, [...]"''</ref> The Rubberies who gather here are described as "feral,"<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/Deep_in_the_Spawning_Morass|Explore the vast cavern|Sunless Skies}} ''"The feral Rubberies stare at you from their nests."''</ref> and commingle in colonies and feed off weeds growing in pools of white ammonia.<ref name="howl">{{Citation|https://sunlessskies.miraheze.org/wiki/Deep_in_the_Spawning_Morass|Deep in the Spawning Morass|Sunless Skies}} ''"The alkali-infused darkness burns your eyes. Down here the Rubbery Men commingle in quivering colonies and leech from weeds that sprout from pools of viscous white ammonia. The only light comes from smouldering apocyan pyres, each attended by a rubbery chorus howling an endless lament."''</ref> The only lights in these depths are from [[apocyan]] pyres, attended to by Rubberies who howl in endless lament.<ref name = "howl"/>
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|''"A serving boy returns, bowing apologetically. Mr Pipes is relaxing and has no interest in either chitter or chatter. If you have business, you may present it to one of the staff. Otherwise, his master encourages you to avail yourself of the facilities."''


==Historical Inspirations==
''"Perhaps it is true that we live too long." Mr Barleycorn daubs the seal in ink and presses it to paper. "I suppose there are less pleasurable paths to follow, though the emptiness awaiting at the end of that one's will be dark indeed. I favour music, myself. A symphony is as potent to me as good wine is to you. Your kind have been bounteous in that regard."''
[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rod_(unit) Rods] and [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chain_(unit) chains] are units of length, equal to 16.5 feet and 22 yards respectively.


==References==
'''Mr Pipes''', known as '''the Hedonist''', is the space-bat proprietor of the House of Silks, a hookah establishment in [[Achlys]]. The locals see it very rarely; it's too busy relaxing. Its rare appearances are usually in order to apprehend smugglers who deliver [[Prisoner's Honey|red honey]] to its property.
''Curator gallery fanart by [https://www.artstation.com/feivelyn Feivelyn].''
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