Harvesting
Begging
Begging is the reagent skill. Stand at a town's mage vendor and hold out your hat: it needs no tool, and it keeps going until your pack is full, like any other gathering. It is the cheapest route to reagents in the game, paid for in dignity rather than gold.
Reagents you can ask for
Every reagent is available from your very first point of skill. What climbs is how much you get per plea, not what you can ask for.
| Skill | Yields | Share at GM |
|---|---|---|
| No requirement | 12.5% | |
| No requirement | 12.5% | |
| No requirement | 12.5% | |
| No requirement | 12.5% | |
| No requirement | 12.5% | |
| No requirement | 12.5% | |
| No requirement | 12.5% | |
| No requirement | 12.5% |
Begged reagents go into your pack, never straight into a Reg Bag, so Begging stops when your pack is full.
Rares
Five yard pieces found only by working this skill. Any stretch of holding out a hat can turn one up, logged in or logged out. Each stands in your yard or your house, carries its own story on its tooltip, and trades like any other item.
| Piece | Its story |
|---|---|
| A dented tin bowl with one copper coin soldered to the bottom, so that it never looks empty. It is the oldest trick on the Britain bridge — a bowl with something in it earns more than a bowl with nothing — and it has outlasted every beggar who ever sat behind it. | |
| A board on a stick, lettered in charcoal: SPARE A REAGENT. The spelling has been corrected four times, in four different hands, which says a great deal about the sort of person who stops to read a beggar's sign in Moonglow, and nothing at all about whether any of them spared a reagent. | |
| Built for a Britain chapel to collect for the poor, and emptied every week without fail — by the poor, who found out where the key was kept before the chapel had finished hanging the box. The priests know. They moved the key exactly once, and felt bad about it for a month. | |
| The step outside a Moonglow reagent shop, worn into a hollow by a century of people sitting on it with their hands out. The shopkeeper finally paid a mason to replace it, then sold the old one for more than the new one cost. Moonglow calls that business. The beggars call it a fair point. | |
| Everything a person needs, knotted in a spotted kerchief on the end of a stick: a crust, a spare sock, a root of Nightshade nobody asked about, and a list of every town kind enough to be walked through twice. It leans against a milestone to Britain, and it has never gone there. |