STARFALLCATASTROPHE

Book II · Complete companion collection

The story, in 36 cards.

Characters, forms, relics, places and events from The Unfinished Form.

Contains ending spoilers. These are collectible story cards, with no game costs or combat effects.

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CharacterII / 001
Mali portrait at river edge, alert face in three-quarter close view, one hand gently resting on worn scabbard, warm sidelight, reeds softly blurred behind.

Mali

A wandering Red Eave swordswoman whose first intervention at the ferry takes her into the new signal’s reach.

“She notices the hand before she notices the sword.”
EventII / 002
Close-up of an adult man’s clenched hand trapped around a plain sword hilt over wet ferry boards, his wife’s hand reaching carefully toward it, two brass tokens fallen near his boots.

The Closed Hand

A recovery-school pupil cannot release his weapon. The new carrier recruits a movement he trusted.

“The sword fell. His hand remained closed.”
FormII / 003
Mali delivers a low awkward kick to a wooden training platform’s leg while a surprised instructor in simple brown practice clothes loses balance; bronze bell without clapper above.

The Ugly Kick

Mali disrupts Bell House’s instructor by attacking the platform rather than completing her school’s expected answer.

“The platform tipped.”
CharacterII / 004
Sel alone in observatory, face close and thoughtful, luminous crystalline Codex held at chest level, five geometric tiny Starborne lights around shoulders, navy and bronze clothing, remorse and intelligence.

Sel of the Luminous

The keeper traces the growing mark to the Codex’s newly composed instruction and admits distributing its movement tables.

“Warnings and invitations can use the same door.”
RelicII / 005
A single translucent crystalline sheet wrapped partly in a torn ivory shirt on a wooden platform floor.

The Branching Page

A crystalline instruction develops through observation. Possession is a danger, not a protective charm.

“It writes at night.”
RelicII / 006
Intimate still life of a curved blue glazed ceramic cup handle in Oren’s weathered open palm, small charcoal tool and half-carved wooden whistle blank nearby, warm lamplight, meaningful ordinary broken object.

The Blue Handle

Oren’s private plan to make a whistle gives him something beyond the routine the carrier has seized.

“I kept the handle.”
CharacterII / 007
Hesh full dynamic three-quarter portrait holding long spear half diagonally and short spear half lowered, olive skin and single black braid, low stone bridge and reeds behind, protective adult Orc woman.

Hesh

Gorrath’s daughter fights with a broken spear and learns that protecting her mother includes stopping her.

“She held the stone steady.”
CharacterII / 008
Gorrath quietly seated in wicker travel chair, silver braids and ochre shawl, one hand resting on a cracked stone drum bound in leather, damp cloth at throat, wise tired eyes, no singing.

Gorrath Ironlung

The Shardbreak pioneer has lasting injuries. Her authority comes from experience rather than another miraculous performance.

“Who stops it?”
PlaceII / 009
Reed Cut bridge as environmental scene with no close people: low old stone parapets over reed-lined water, dropped arrow and spear splinters foreground, mule and small distant traveller silhouettes on far side, early grey light.

Reed Cut

An ambush reveals that the arrangement can learn from improvised fighting as well as formal lessons.

“It had learned from the bridge.”
CharacterII / 010
Exactly four VESPER women together backstage preparing a rescue rather than posing as idols, Sori sorts bandages, Rin coils cable, Mae rises from under table, Sena repairs lantern on a chair.

VESPER

Sori, Rin, Mae and Sena use their stage access to uncover the service network and organise evacuation.

“No one accepted the first proposal.”
RelicII / 011
Macro environmental artwork of warm aged brass speaking tubes branching behind a heavy indigo stage curtain, each junction fitted with a cold translucent wafer.

The Speaking Tubes

Public announcements, lessons and ward directions share a network now fitted with marked crystalline wafers.

“Mark the junctions before you cut them.”
CharacterII / 013
Deren close portrait in charcoal robe, watching his own trembling raised right hand with restrained fear and pride, broken wooden practice sword at belt, red eaves and students blurred behind.

Master Deren

The Red Eave master feels the carrier seize his hand, then chooses his reputation over his student’s warning.

“He felt it.”
FormII / 014
Mali practising Returning Swallow with a WOODEN sword, controlled turning stance on empty stone floor, a pale translucent branching arc anticipates the sword path just ahead of its movement.

Returning Swallow

A trusted private sword form becomes predictable after the Codex’s comparison tables circulate.

“Good principles recur, he said.”
RelicII / 015
Relic still life of a splintered wooden practice sword tip wrapped in a folded service map on a worn desk, small slate and charcoal nearby.

The Broken Tip

A fragment of practice sword arrives wrapped in a service map: a first act of help without a public admission.

“There was no signature.”
EventII / 016
Virelia kneels beside a sick adult man in a living root cradle, loosening the roots near his face; his sister holds his hand.

Virelia’s Choice

The burden of dead-world memories makes imposed quiet feel merciful. A patient’s request forces Virelia to reconsider.

“Let her in.”
PlaceII / 017
A wide-deep root sanctuary seen through a doorway, linen beds nested in living wood, cold glass lattice replacing a severed root trunk, warm lamps, no close characters.

The Glass Lattice

A sanctuary’s severed root connection has been replaced by a system that holds patients in synchronised rest.

“It wouldn’t hold the arrangement.”
FormII / 018
Virelia sits on the sanctuary floor taking a handwritten note from an adult attendant who kneels to her level; open hand gestures, roots loosely resting, she listens with exhausted resolve.

Ask Again

Care becomes an ongoing exchange: Virelia asks others to check decisions she still longs to make alone.

“Then keep asking.”
CharacterII / 019
Ember half-length character portrait at kitchen threshold with a humble sack of potatoes against his broad chest and hammer on apron belt, low amber fire between fingers, cook’s steam behind, thoughtful eyes and tusks.

Ember at the Door

Ember brings food and measurements rather than a promise that fire can solve the sanctuary’s danger.

“Is that what you want?”
EventII / 020
Ember in profile alone on volcanic ash plain at sunset, stopped beside an old forge vent emitting a faint spectral silhouette of an older Orc hand, he turns away.

The Father’s Voice

The offer of restoration reaches Ember through grief. He leaves because the offer never asks what the lost would want.

“It never asked what they’d want.”
FormII / 021
Overhead three-quarter view of a rescue planning table: Mali’s red-bound hand, Hesh’s olive hand, Rin’s ink-stained thumb and Ember’s broad soot-marked hand point at different parts of a lighting plan; letter, hammer and broken spear nearby.

Separate Tasks

The rescue distributes decisions and gives each person someone who can interrupt them. It is not a universal exercise.

“Separate people who can stop them.”
CharacterII / 022
Vale close-up portrait in pale grey robe and blue belt, short steel blade held lowered, face caught between gratitude, fear and certainty, Bell House clapperless bell softly behind.

Master Vale

Bell House’s gifted teacher defends genuine relief by coercing those who try to leave. His motives do not erase his acts.

“The first lesson gave me my hands back.”
EventII / 023
Pell bracing a service shutter chain with a strained determined face, grey vest sleeve snagged at wrist, unarmed Mali reaching to help hold chain around a pipe.

Pell’s Shutter

The clerk interrupts the duel and suffers a lasting injury. Mali’s survival depends on another person’s intervention.

“Step left.”
RelicII / 024
Unarmed Mali climbs upward into a dark narrow wooden maintenance shaft, focus on empty red waist sash and scraped hands on rungs, her sword visible abandoned on the OTHER side of an iron shutter below.

The Empty Belt

Mali leaves her sword beyond a locked shutter and climbs toward the Assembly without it.

“She left it there.”
CharacterII / 025
The reserve as a faceless humanoid absence outlined by cold geometric cracks and floating crystalline fragments above an alien crystalline book, huge distant cathedral pillars through the void behind, no human villain face, elegant cosmic dread.

The Reserve

A projection of the intelligence beyond the rift uses the Codex as a return path for a completed instruction.

“Completion will make withdrawal unnecessary.”
RelicII / 026
Close detailed view of hand-cranked iron observatory press jaws closing near the newest glowing crystalline margin of the Codex; Sel’s brown hand on the wheel, sheets of rescue copies nearby, no readable text.

The Observatory Press

Closing the composed margin will also seal the irreplaceable archive. Sel must accept that cost before the return is broken.

“Irrecoverable loss.”
FormII / 027
Sel beside Oren and three diverse adult lamp-keepers, all gathered around the press in warm lamplight copying rescued sheets as tiny star lights gather the pages, each person acts differently, no synchronised poses, no readable text.

Witnesses

Sel’s confession does not dispel the reserve. It brings other people close enough to help act.

“Then tell me when.”
EventII / 028
Mae and Sena help two infirmary patients through a wide open theatre service doorway, Sori directing from outside and Rin holding heavy door, warm daylight spills into dark passage.

Open the Doors

Performers, attendants and students turn an audience into an evacuation effort before the demonstration can close its circuit.

“The sight carried farther than the voice.”
FormII / 029
Anet lets a sword fall from her open hand onto slate paving; Deren with a bloodless bruised mouth and unarmed Mali stand near her, ranks of students behind begin to turn independently.

Lesson Ends

Deren relinquishes authority long enough to ask for help. Anet drops her blade and passes the choice to others.

“Tell someone else.”
PlaceII / 030
Hesh and several ordinary adult students together hold a descending wooden gate bar overhead, short spear half splintering beneath it, evacuation passing beyond.

The North Gate

Hesh’s spear breaks, but the evacuation has brought enough independent hands to hold the locking bar.

“Enough hands now.”
EventII / 031
Relic/action close-up of Ember’s broad olive Orc hands holding two severed bronze conduit ends safely apart, contained amber glow reflecting on soot and iron apron, broken glass ring visible below, no gore, different close viewpoint from chapter scene.

The Open Circuit

After Sel seals the margin, Ember holds the severed bronze ends apart instead of feeding a catastrophic burn.

“Not yours.”
FormII / 032
Mali, Anet and Deren kneel beside Vale on court paving helping his clenched hand release a short sword, Vale willingly allowing help, all four faces emotionally clear; non-graphic injury with no blood, no throat blade, no hero victory pose.

The Unfinished Form

Vale asks for intervention. Mali, Anet and Deren free his hand together while the local instrument fails.

“Keep going.”
RelicII / 033
A closed opaque dark crystalline Codex lying quiet between the iron press jaws, five tiny geometric Starborne lights resting around its cover, saved loose pages and a warm lamp nearby.

The Silent Codex

The margin is sealed and the archive becomes unreadable. The five Starborne Pixies remain with the keepers.

“There was no page turning inside.”
EventII / 034
Public inquiry in a modest Assembly room: injured Pell writes with LEFT hand, right wrist in sling; Sori records testimony while Anet speaks to seated listening people.

The Inquiry

The injured give testimony, authority is relinquished and responsibility is recorded alongside the rescue.

“Both belonged in the record.”
PlaceII / 035
Modest weathered timber road house near a river under overhanging trees, damaged tiled roof, crooked shutter, open doorway and warm daylight, traveller bundle on threshold, no people close, intimate welcoming environmental card art.

The Road House

A damaged house becomes a possible shared refuge, without a new master claiming the right to complete its inhabitants.

“There was space enough under the eaves.”
EventII / 036
Mali seen from inside the road house setting down her sheathed sword beside the OPEN door, wooden ladder leaning outside toward roof, sunlit river beyond, open relaxed hand and quiet expression, a final ordinary choice.

A Door Left Open

Mali stops a familiar movement by choice and begins ordinary repairs. The Assembly crisis is over; the larger world remains wounded.

“The door stayed open.”