Arkati box
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An Arkati box is a gnomish contraption resembling a music box. When a figurine of the Arkati (available through the treasure system as a type of jewelry) is inserted, the box can be activated to play a small scene featuring the respective deity.
Off-the-shelf Arkati boxes are locked to one of three types, accepting only figurines for Liabo, Lornon, or Neutral/Lesser Spirits. Boxes may be further unlocked for fancier messaging and/or multiple pantheons. Raffled Tier 3 Arkati boxes offer special rewards when using a figurine for the deity that the user is converted to.
Description
EXAMPLE
a smooth oak case
SHOW
The lid of this oak case has been exquisitely painted, depicting dramatic colorful scenery from one corner to the other. Two of the four sides are adorned with large, rounded enamel moons, one faintly luminescent, while the other is tinted in hazy dark hues. A half-moon, painted in muted yellow tones, is depicted on a third side. In elegant script, the words "Lornon" and "Liabo" have been inked beneath each of the orbs, while no lettering exists beneath the half-moon. The Liabo moon is completely flush with the side of the case.
Analyze
This oak case (also known as an Arkati Box) can have either a short or a long description, but cannot support a show, as one already exists. It must also remain some kind of container that would have a lid/top. The case is currently at Tier 2 and has the following verbs available: PUSH, POKE, TOUCH, TURN, RUB, CLEAN, GAZE, OPEN, CLOSE, LOOK and PUT. Though the case may not be unlocked further, if you win a raffle version, you could opt to have your current case adjusted to the raffle tier. Your case is aligned to: Liabo. This was first released at Ebon Gate 2014 in Go Figure, owned by Bisha.
Verb Traps
| VERB | FIRST | THIRD |
|---|---|---|
| OPEN (Empty, Liabo) | The oak case's lid creaks loudly as you open it. You swear you hear a voice whisper, "I crave the light..." | Person opens the lid on her oak case and it creaks loudly. |
| OPEN (Empty, Neutral/Lesser Spirit) | The modwir chest's lid creaks loudly as you open it. You swear you hear a voice whisper, "I crave neutrality..." | |
| OPEN (Empty, Lornon) | The pine box's lid creaks loudly as you open it. You swear you hear a voice whisper, "I crave the dark..." | |
| CLOSE (Empty) | You close the lid of your oak case carefully, taking extra care not to damage any of the tiny mechanical components | Person closes the lid of her oak case carefully. |
| CLOSE {Not empty) | You close the lid of your oak case carefully, taking extra care not to damage any of the tiny mechanical components. The gears inside the case begin to hum quietly. | Person closes the lid of her oak case carefully. |
| PUSH (Empty) | You push the Liabo moon on the oak case and it sinks beneath the surface of the case. Nothing happens while the lid is open. The Liabo moon slides up to its original position with a soft *click*. |
Person pushes something on her oak case. Nothing happened. |
| PUSH (Proper Pantheon) | You push the half-moon on the modwir chest and it sinks beneath the surface of the chest. Suddenly, you hear a click and a whirring sound. The lid opens, and a small platform rises slowly to the top of the chest. Standing before a miniature stone tomb, a female miniature is positioned in a confident stance, a simple silver dagger in her hand. Solemn eyes have been masterfully painted, and a dagger-shaped scar is etched upon her right cheek. A single tear falls from her azure eyes as the stage lowers into the chest, and the lid closes. |
Person pushes something on her modwir chest. Suddenly, you hear a click and a whirring sound. The lid opens, and a small platform rises slowly to the top of her chest. Standing before a miniature stone tomb, a female miniature is positioned in a confident stance, a simple silver dagger in her hand. Solemn eyes have been masterfully painted, and a dagger-shaped scar is etched upon her right cheek. A single tear falls from her azure eyes as the stage lowers into the chest, and the lid closes. |
| POKE | You reach inside the oak case and push on one of the miniature gearworks. A small cog makes a tinny sound beneath your questing finger. | Person fiddles with something inside her oak case. |
| TOUCH | You touch the oak case gently to your forehead and whisper a soft, devotional prayer. | Person touches the oak case gently to her forehead and whispers a soft, devotional prayer. |
| TURN (while closed) | As you turn the oak case over a few times, a tinkling metallic sound comes from inside the case. Hopefully, no mechanical components have shifted out of place! | Person turns her oak case over, you hear a tinkling metallic sound. |
| RUB | Clutching the oak case, you delicately trace the outline of the moon adornments with your fingertip. | With her fingertip, Person delicately traces the outlines of the moon adornments on her oak case. |
| CLEAN (open) | Noticing a clump of lint lodged between two pieces of metal, you reach into the oak case and remove the potentially damaging fibers. After spinning the gears with your fingertip, you feel comfortable that no harm has come to the case. | Person reaches into her oak case and carefully removes a piece of lint. |
| CLEAN (closed) | You scratch your fingernail over a spot of dried mud, carefully removing the offensive muck from the surface of your oak case. | Person scratches her fingernail across some dirt on the surface of her oak case, removing the offensive muck. |
| GAZE | As you fix your gaze on the oak case, the moons on its surface begin a hypnotic flicker. Unsure of the potential side effects, you quickly avert your eyes from the case. | Person gazes intently at her oak case, a trance-like state washing over her face. |
| PUT (item in) | You place a mithril-lined <Deity> miniature into your modwir chest, and an unfamiliar voice whispers quietly in your ear, "<Deity>..." The half-moon on the side of your chest begins to glow. |
Person put a mithril-lined <Deity> miniature into her modwir chest. The half-moon on the side of her chest begins to glow. |
Messaging
Tier 2 messaging:
| Arkati | Pantheon | Messaging |
|---|---|---|
| Aeia | Lesser Spirit | |
| Amasalen | Lornon | A white-haired, lean male statue, dressed only in flowing white silk pants, dominates the center of the platform, a pair of two-headed serpents by his side. The statue's subtly slitted eyes appear wild with hunger, and a slender, forked tongue flicks in and out of his mouth. A faint hiss echoes inside the chest as the stage descends, and the lid closes. |
| Andelas | Lornon | |
| Arachne | Lesser Spirit | Spun into a jumbled mess, thick white cobwebs stretch from one corner of the chest to the other. A black beetle struggles against the unforgiving sticky restraints and is seemingly unaware of the approaching black widow spider statuette. As the stage descends, the black widow lurches forward, preparing to sink her fangs into her victim's flesh. |
| Charl | Liabo | A muscular male figurine rises up through a crashing surf of blue-green imflass inset with tiny jewels. The waves move slowly up and down as the stage turns, the churning metal ocean threatening to engulf the figurine. As he raises an emerald trident above his head, a loud crack emanates from within, and the stage sinks slowly back into the case. |
| Cholen | Liabo | Standing center stage is a young male miniature, expertly juggling a trio of brightly colored balls. The miniature's hair has been painted gold, and intricate patterns have been sewn onto his patchwork cape. A tiny wooden lute hangs over his shoulder. After a slow rotation, the platform lowers into the case, and the lid snaps closed. |
| Eonak | Liabo | Standing before a glowing iron forge, a brawny dwarven sculpture grips an enormous hammer raised above a golden anvil. A sheet of steel, painted bright crimson to resemble extreme heat, has been placed atop the anvil and awaits a molding blow from the hammer's strike. The stage rotates as it descends into the case, giving a full glimpse of the dwarf's impressive muscular build. |
| Eorgina | Lornon | The stage turns slowly, revealing the elegant artistry of the figurine. Dripping with gem-adorned jewelry crafted from fine gold and silver, and surrounded in a densely piled, grey velvet robe embroidered with red stylized flames, the wardrobe is unmistakably of royal origin. Her features are smoothly carved, capturing her stunning beauty, but her painted lips curl subtly into a wicked grin. As the stage descends, red flames shoot up and encircle the figurine, leaving a faint scent of burning wood in the air. |
| Fash'lo'nae | Lornon | |
| Ghezresh | Lesser Spirit | A dense shroud of mist obscures the stage, the mantle of silvery grey laid heavily over deep indigo currents that slither toward the edge and tumble over in roiling cascades. From within the shimmering haze, the head of an eel rises through the clouded plumes, its glistening scales as dark as the abyssal sea depths, and its eyes as black as a moonless night sky. Deliberate and unhurried, the creature turns to regard you. A sense of malevolence burrows into your core as it locks you within its stare. The stage begins its descent into the chest, and a chill runs down your spine causes your breath to hitch. |
| Gosaena | Neutral | A thin covering of dainty white feathers blankets the stage like a layer of freshly fallen snow. The miniature's striking ice blue eyes stare into the distance, her painted face completely void of emotion. A silver sickle rests at her side, and her long, silver hair billows behind her as the stage turns slowly and descends into the chest. A single feather floats to the ground and is swept away by a gentle breeze. |
| The Huntress | Lesser Spirit | Crouched in a battle-ready stance, a female figurine wields a polished silver scythe high above her head. Her suit of silver chainmail pales in brilliance compared to her graceful and elegantly painted features. A silver eight-pointed star dangles from a black leather cord around her neck, glistening in the ambient light as the stage descends into the chest. |
| Illoke | Lesser Spirit | |
| Imaera | Liabo | A sylvan woman sculpture appears, kneeling upon a bed of soil with arms raised upward, her hands cupping a single, half-open seed. Twining vines cover the stage, and as it rotates, a colorful array of foliage and blossoms falls lazily from her robe of flowers and leaves. A doe figurine emerges from the foliage just as the platform descends. |
| Ivas | Lornon | A curvaceous female sculpture emerges, lying languidly on the stage. Her arm is draped suggestively across a gown of vivid scarlet sequins. Wisps of gauzy green fabric shift and unfurl around the stage, the airy appendages twirling along with the platform's movement. After three rotations, the platform descends into the box and the lid snaps closed. |
| Jastev | Liabo | A pale-skinned male figure stands proudly before an artist's easel, the tip of his black brush pressed firmly against a colorful painting held within its wooden frame. His gaze is directed toward a crystal ball clutched tightly in his other hand, a look of tortured grief painted upon his ageless face. The stage descends into the case just before the lid snaps shut. |
| Jaston | Lesser Spirit | Perched high above the stage on a clear tube, a male sylvan statuette appears to be in flight, six white-feathered wings waving to and fro on a steel hinge affixed to his back. Multicolored feathered bands encircle his head, arms, and wrists, displaying rainbow-like flashes of color as the stage descends, and the lid snaps shut. |
| Kai | Liabo | Standing majestically atop a tall dais, a young male sculpture wields a massive felwood spear tipped with gleaming adamantine, towering over the confines of the case. As if in preparation for the next opponent, his empty fist is clenched tightly, and his well-defined, muscular frame is positioned in a battle-ready stance. A single rotation of the dais lowers the platform into the case. |
| Khaarne | Lesser Spirit | |
| Koar | Liabo | Situated in front of a magnificent mountainous backdrop is a carved throne covered in the finest pure white silk. A huge male effigy appears to be asleep on the seat, an extravagant gold crown perched regally atop his head. The backdrop begins to vibrate and shake, and one of the effigy's eyes blinks open just as the stage disappears into the case. |
| Kuon | Lesser Spirit | Nearly stretching from one end of the platform to another, an enormous giantman statuette lazes on a thick bed of lush grass. Shimmering golden leaves surround his immense form, and as the stage descends, tiny seedlings begin to emerge from beneath the grassy layer. The lid closes with a gentle *click*. |
| Laethe | Lesser Spirit | A male miniature, clothed entirely in black, is posed amidst small slips of paper, each displaying handwritten messages. He holds a single, black rose in his hand. As the stage rotates and descends, the paper notes are whisked into the air and blown away. |
| Leya | Lesser Spirit | Standing before a miniature stone tomb, a female miniature is positioned in a confident stance, a simple silver dagger in her hand. Solemn eyes have been masterfully painted, and a dagger-shaped scar is etched upon her right cheek. A single tear falls from her azure eyes as the stage lowers into the chest, and the lid closes. |
| Lorminstra | Liabo | A dark-haired female sculpture, clad in a robe of white-on-black jacquard, ascends the stage. Her smooth robes drip over the edge, the garment trailing towards the tall ebon gate backdrop. Held in her extended hand, a metal ring full of gold keys begins to jangle, causing the platform to lower slowly into the case. |
| Lumnis | Liabo | Five conjoined rings, each a different brilliant hue, encircle a mature black-haired woman statuette dressed in light grey gossamer robes. The elegant fabric trails behind the statuette to dangle over the edge of the case. She clutches a golden scroll, a reflective look upon her face. The platform descends, and the five rings begin to illuminate just before the lid closes. |
| Luukos | Lornon | As the stage turns, a large jade serpent figurine uncoils itself from the base of the platform and hisses menacingly, its sharp ivory fangs visible within its maw. Its eyes, tiny pieces of jet, stare ominously while a forked, red leather tongue tastes the air. The serpent suddenly lunges, but the stage descends before it can extend itself to strike. |
| Marlu | Lornon | Hunched over a corpse replica is a grotesquely carved sculpture with glistening black skin and leathery wings, its barbed tentacles wrapped tightly around the corpse's body. Dangling from its neck, an onyx, six-tentacled star set inside a silver circle sways back and forth in an almost hypnotizing manner. With one final rotation of the stage, the lid snaps shut. |
| Meyno | Lesser Spirit | |
| Mularos | Lornon | |
| Niima | Lesser Spirit | The stage is covered in hundreds of tiny blue and green sapphires, giving the platform's surface an oceanic appearance. A young female miniature dressed in a gown that blends perfectly into the surrounding sea, rises up through the crystalline-formed waters. As the platform descends, a silver dolphin leaps into the air and disappears into the crystalline depths. |
| Oleani | Liabo | As the stage rises, a female statuette with exquisitely painted features stands with hands cupped at her waist. Perched at her side is a plush red heart with a budding flower emerging through the soft material. Two interlocked gold rings and a tiny swaddled infant carving are cradled delicately in her open hands. The stage turns a full rotation and lowers into the case. |
| Onar | Lornon | A tall male figurine stands center stage, a bloodied dagger held tightly in his grasp. Drops of crimson liquid drip slowly from the polished blade, landing in one of the many thick puddles that covers the platform. A skull has been branded onto the figurine's neck, its shape clearly visible as the stage turns. The lid slams shut with a *bang*. |
| Phoen | Liabo | A male sculpture is nestled amidst a circle of youthful-looking figurines, a serene expression painted upon his face. Set into the case lid's interior, a mirror reflects available ambient light and creates a soft glow upon the stage area. A costume of brilliant gold adorns the sculpture's form, and his golden hair, shining beneath the stage's glow, radiates across the platform as it rotates and descends into the box. |
| Ronan | Liabo | Tucked beneath a wool blanket, a carved onyx body lies asleep on a simple cot with a gaunt male sculpture dressed in black at the bedside. A silver-edged black steel sword hangs from his thick belt, and a mysterious smile has been expertly painted upon his lips. Hanging from the lid, clouds of raw cotton begin to sway back and forth, disappearing once the lid snaps shut. |
| Sheru | Lornon | After an extended silence, the stage jerks up above the edge of the box. A black jackal's head conceals the sculpture's face, two enormous fangs dominating its wide-open mouth. Dried blood mats the dark, wiry fur that reeks of decay. An acrid odor is released into the surrounding air, fading only when the stage descends, and the lid snaps shut. |
| Tilamaire | Lesser Spirit | |
| Tonis | Liabo | Propelled by an intricate pulley system, a golden pegasus statue sails with incredible speed from one end of the case to the other. With each pass, the statue's form seems to shift between a pegasus and a young man with a messenger pouch. Brilliant orange and crimson flames follow the statue in a dazzling display as the platform plunges back into the case. |
| UNKNOWN | All | Positioned on the platform is a brass-hinged modwir chest. The features are ill-defined, and the costuming is unremarkable. The stage performs a full rotation and then descends into the chest, seconds before the lid snaps shut.** |
| V'tull | Lornon | With eyes black as coal and skin white as snow, the male statue towers over the edge of the stage. His pale skin is in major contrast to his blood-stained armor and the gruesome display of carnage that surrounds him. Dark and malevolent laughter echoes from inside the box as the stage descends. The lid slams shut with a jolting *bang*. |
| Voaris | Lesser Spirit | |
| Voln | Lesser Spirit | Clad in full black chainmail topped by a white surcoat, a male figurine lunges forward, his gleaming ivory-hilted longsword slicing through a ghostly form hovering above the platform. The faint sound, like that of a weeping child, echoes through the area. A white glow rises from the stage as it descends into the chest. |
| Zelia | Neutral | A thick mist swirls along the platform, slowly dissipating to reveal an elaborate chariot pulled by grey stallion figures. A female statue with wild green eyes and wind-tossed silver hair stands before the carriage, one hand on the reins, and the other on her silver breastplate. The moons on the chest begin to flicker sporadically as the stage descends, and the lid snaps shut. |
- NOTE: The UNKNOWN messaging was achieved with a statue of L'naere. Putting the statue in the Lesser Spirit box gave the messaging "You place a carved ivory L'naere statue into your modwir chest, and an unfamiliar voice whispers quietly in your ear, "unknown...""
Tier 3 Notes
The very rare Tier 3 unlock is a raffle quality unlock for an Arkati Box and comes with a pretty amazing mechanical ability, a 2 hour stat increase of +1 to all stats. From the Analyze:
The case is currently at Tier 3 and has the following verbs available:
PRAY, PUSH, POKE, TOUCH, TURN, RUB, CLEAN, GAZE, OPEN, CLOSE, LOOK and PUT. The case is a RAFFLE VERSION. Using PRAY will permanently attune the case to you. Beneficial response to prayers will only happen if you are attuned to the same deity that you place inside the case.
To accomplish the boost:
- Find the Arkati statue, statuette, or figure that you are converted to. (symbols do not work) Check the gemshop consignment tables often!
- PRAY to align the box to you. This attunes the box to you and to your chosen the Arkati. It does not appear that it can be used by anyone else after you have done this, per the messaging:
pray case Using the ironwood case in this manner will cause it to become attuned to you. No others will be able to benefit from the case in the same way. IF YOU ARE SURE THAT YOU WANT TO DO THIS, TYPE THE COMMAND AGAIN within 15 seconds. THIS CANNOT BE UNDONE.
- Put the Arkati statue into the box. (The statue will be destroyed each time you use it in this manner.)
- Close the Box
- PRAY (box noun) to start the boost.
There is a cooldown to using the box for the stats increase.
Note: This doesn't work at a table - there's a special pray message that hijacks all other pray uses at a table, evidently!