From: PatR Date: Sat, 16 Jan 2016 09:59:58 +0000 (-0800) Subject: tribute: Sourcery X-Git-Tag: NetHack-3.6.1_RC01~1010 X-Git-Url: https://granicus.if.org/sourcecode?a=commitdiff_plain;h=a32b9af88bbbf6ad6a96fbdf74a791af8bfc6a4b;p=nethack tribute: Sourcery --- diff --git a/dat/tribute b/dat/tribute index 462e4743e..16b87bac8 100644 --- a/dat/tribute +++ b/dat/tribute @@ -1061,18 +1061,198 @@ The bursar scowled at him. "No need to get carried away," he said. # # # -%title Sourcery (2) +%title Sourcery (10) +# p. 9 (Signet edition; passage starts mid-paragraph and ends mid-paragraph) %passage 1 -And what would humans be without love? -RARE, said Death. +"[...] And what would humans be without love?" + +RARE, said Death. [...] [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] %e passage %passage 2 -They suffered from the terrible delusion that something could be done. +They suffered from the terrible delusion that something could be done. They seemed prepared to make the world the way they wanted it or die in the -attempt, and the trouble with dying in the attempt was that you died in -the attempt. +attempt, and the trouble with dying in the attempt was that you died in +the attempt. + + [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] +%e passage +# p. 11 ('worth while': two words is accurate, although strange) +%passage 3 +"I meant," said Ipslore, bitterly, "what is there in this world that makes +living worth while?" + +CATS, he said eventually, CATS ARE NICE. + +"Curse you!" + +MANY HAVE, said Death evenly. + + [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] +%e passage +# p. 40-41 (text has 'the moment and the words' which is obviously a typo; +# it might have intended 'that' for 'and'; we just drop 'and') +%passage 4 +The thief, as will become apparent, was a special type of thief. This +thief was an artist of theft. Other thieves merely stole everything that +was not nailed down, but this thief stole the nails as well. This thief +had scandalised Ankh by taking a particular interest in stealing, with +astonishing success, things that were in fact not only nailed down but +also guarded by keen-eyed guards in inaccessible strongrooms. There are +artists that will paint an entire chapel ceiling; this was the kind of +thief that could steal it. + +This particular thief was credited with stealing the jeweled disemboweling +knife from the temple of Offler the Crocodile God during the middle of +Evensong, and the silver shoes from the Patrician's finest racehorse +while it was in the process of winning a race. When Gritoller Mimpsey, +vice-president of the Thieves' Guild, was jostled in the marketplace and +then found on returning home that a freshly-stolen handful of diamonds +had vanished from their place of concealment, he knew who to blame.(1) +This was the type of thief that could steal the initiative, the moment the +words were out of your mouth. + +(1) This was because Gritoller had swallowed the jewels for safe keeping. + + [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] +%e passage +# p. 63-64 ('Compleet', 'Majik', 'enterr', 'physycal', 'hys', 'bodie', +# 'Destinie', 'Deathe', 'werre', 'nowe', 'menne', 'Ende', +# 'Worlde', 'hadd', 'bee', 'goddes', 'ould', 'Apocralypse', +# 'legende', 'thee': all accurate; 'ould' may be a typo...) +%passage 5 +It was deathly quiet in the Library. The books were no longer frantic. +They'd passed through their fear and out into the calm waters of abject +terror, and they crouched on their shelves like so many mesmerised rabbits. + +A long hairy arm reached up and grabbed /Casplock's Compleet Lexicon of +Majik and Precepts for the Wise/ before it could back away, soothed its +terror with a long-fingered hand, and opened it under 'S'. The Librarian +smoothed the trembling page gently and ran a horny nail down the entries +until he came to: + + *Sourceror*, /n. (mythical). A proto-wizard, a doorway through/ + /which new majik may enterr the world, a wizard not limited by/ + /the physycal capabilities of hys own bodie, not by Destinie,/ + /nor by Deathe. It is written that there once werre sourcerors/ + /in the youth of the world but not may there by nowe and blessed/ + /be, for sourcery is not for menne and the return of sourcery/ + /would mean the Ende of the Worlde... If the Creator hadd meant/ + /menne to bee as goddes, he ould have given them wings./ + /SEE ALSO: thee Apocralypse, the legende of thee Ice Giants,/ + /and thee Teatime of the Goddes./ + +The Librarian read the cross-references, turned back to the first entry, +and stared at it through deep dark eyes for a long time. Then he put the +book back carefully, crept under his desk, and pulled the blanket over +his head. + + [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] +%e passage +# p. 71-72 +%passage 6 +The current Patrician, head of the extremely rich and powerful Vetinari +family, was thin, tall and apparently as cold-blooded as a dead penguin. +Just by looking at him you could tell he was the sort of man you'd expect +to keep a white cat, and caress it idly while sentencing people to death +in a piranha tank; and you'd hazard for good measure that he probably +collected rare, thin porcelain, turning it over and over in his blue-white +fingers while distant screams echoed from the depths of the dungeons. You +wouldn't put it past him to use the word "exquisite" and have thin lips. +He looked the kind of person who, when they blinked, you mark it off on +the calendar. + +Practically none of this was in fact the case, although he did have a small +and exceedingly elderly wire-haired terrior called Wuffles that smelled +badly and wheezed at people. It was said to be the only thing in the +entire world he truly cared about. He did of course sometimes have people +horribly tortured to death, but this was considered to be perfectly +acceptable behaviour for a civic ruler and generally approved of by the +overwhelming majority of citizens.(1) The people of Ankh are of a +practical persuasion, and felt that the Patrician's edict forebidding all +street theatre and mime artists made up for a lot of things. He didn't +administer a reign of terror, just the occasional light shower. + +(1) The overwhelming majority of citizens being defined in this case as +everyone not currently hanging upside down over a scorpion pit. + + [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] +%e passage +# p. 75 +%passage 7 +"What exactly /is/ the Aprocralypse?" + +Rincewind hesitated. "Well," he said, "it's the end of the world. Sort +of." + +"Sort of? /Sort of/ the end of the world? You mean we won't be certain? +We'll all look around and say 'Pardon me, did you hear something?'?" + +"It's just that no two seers have ever agreed about it. There have been +all kinds of vague predictions. Quite mad, some of them. So it was +called the Apocralypse." He looked embarrassed. "It's a sort of +apocryphal Apocalypse. A kin of pun, you see." + + [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] +%e passage +# p. 110 +%passage 8 +"You're very quiet, Spelter. Do you not agree?" + +No. The world had sourcery once, and gave it up for wizardry. Wizardry is +magic for men, not gods. It's not for us. There was something wrong with +it, and we have forgotten what it was. I liked wizardry. It didn't upset +the world. It fitted. It was right. A wizard was all I wanted to be. + +He looked down at his feet. + +"Yes," he whispered. + + [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] +%e passage +# p. 141-142 (Rincewind and Nijel have just entered a harem) +%passage 9 +Rincewind had eyes for none of this. [...] they were swamped by the +considerably bigger flood of panic at the sight of four guards turning +towards him with scimitars in their hands and the light of murder in their +eyes. + +Without hesitation, Rincewind took a step backwards. + +"Over to you, friend," he said. + +"Right!" + +Nijel drew his sword and held it out in front of him, his arms trembling at +the effort. + +There were a few seconds of total silence as everyone waited to see what +would happen next. And then Nijel uttered the battle cry that Rincewind +would never quite forget to the end of this life. + +"Erm," he said, "excuse me...." + + [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] +%e passage +# p. 198-199 +%passage 10 +The astro-philosophers of Krull once succeeded in proving conclusively +that all places are one place and that the distance between them is an +illusion, and this news was an embarrassment to all thinking philosophers +because it did not explain, among other things, signposts. After years of +wrangling the whole thing was then turned over to Ly Tin Wheedle, arguably +the Disc's greatest philosopher,(1) who after some thought proclaimed that +although it was indeed true that all places were one place, that place was +/very large/. + +And so psychic order was restored. Distance is, however, an entirely +subjective phenomenon and creatures of magic can adjust it to suit +themselves. + +They are not necessarily very good at it. + +(1) He always argued that he was. [Sourcery, by Terry Pratchett] %e passage @@ -6639,7 +6819,7 @@ IF YOU ASK ME, said Death, NOBODY COULD DO ANY BETTER THAN THAT... # Used for interaction with Death. # %section Death -%title Death Quotes (19) +%title Death Quotes (20) %passage 1 WHERE THE FIRST PRIMAL CELL WAS, THERE WAS I ALSO. WHERE MAN IS, THERE AM I. WHEN THE LAST LIFE CRAWLS UNDER FREEZING STARS, THERE WILL I BE. %e passage @@ -6709,6 +6889,9 @@ NO-ONE EVER WANTED TO TALK TO ME BEFORE. # p. 149 %passage 19 I HAVEN'T GOT A SINGLE FRIEND. EVEN CATS FIND ME AMUSING. +# Sourcery, p. 12 (Signet edition) +%passage 20 +YOU'RE ONLY PUTTING OFF THE INEVITABLE. %e title %e section # diff --git a/doc/fixes36.1 b/doc/fixes36.1 index 301a6749c..99f187913 100644 --- a/doc/fixes36.1 +++ b/doc/fixes36.1 @@ -156,7 +156,7 @@ poison breath leaves a trail of poison gas allow knife and stiletto as possible tin opening tools wizard mode #wizintrinsic command additional tribute passages for The Colour of Magic, The Light Fantastic, - Equal Rites, Mort, Snuff, and Raising Steam + Equal Rites, Mort, Sourcery, Snuff, and Raising Steam compile-time options SIMPLE_MAIL and SERVER_ADMIN_MSG for public server use database entries for Cleaver, Sunsword, Frost and Fire brands, and polymorph trap