A wayfarer is yours and yours alone. They travel with you between chronicles, carrying what they have earned and remembering what they have seen.
One of you keeps the chronicle and opens the way. The others join when you gather. No servers stand between you. The phones speak to each other directly.
Each unfamiliar place you reach yields a small thing for your almanac. A sprig. A rumor. An omen. These travel with you between chronicles.
A small desk for writing new tales. Forge scenes, lay offerings, set checks, branch the path. Read the bundled chronicles for shape, then begin one of your own.
The handshake travels by glyph. Each wayfarer's lens must be permitted to look upon another's screen. Best when all are on the same hearth's wifi, or close enough that a phone camera can read another phone's face.
Set your wayfarer's name, kind, and bearing. These travel with you across chronicles.
Wayfarers travel between keeps as plain text. Export to take yours elsewhere or save a copy. Import to bring one in from another keep.
Copy the text below, or download it as a file. Carry it to The Keep, or set it aside as a backup.
Paste a wayfarer's record below, or choose a file. The shape is Odyssey's wayfarer format. Missing optional fields will be filled with sensible defaults.
This will replace your current wayfarer. Their almanac and any current gains will be replaced too.
Odyssey's wayfarer format is a JSON envelope. The character inside has name, archetype, level, four stats (might, wits, grace, heart), HP, traits, inventory, an almanac of marks, and a schema version. Any keep that produces or consumes this format can trade wayfarers with Odyssey.
They will read it with their lens, then offer one of their own.
Point the lens at the wayfarer's screen.
Point your lens at the host's screen.
When they read it, the way is open.
The party walks until they find a fitting place, then the host confirms.
You have nothing of this kind to offer.
Waiting for the host to call the dice.
Waiting on the wayfarer to roll.
The chronicle closes.
Nothing tangible. But you saw what you saw.
When you close the chronicle, each wayfarer's gains are written into their record.
The host carries the chronicle. The wayfarers wait for one to be offered.
The way is open. Awaiting a chronicle.
A simple channel for the party. Anything said here reaches every connected wayfarer.
Finding your bearings.
Your almanac is empty. Walk somewhere and look around, or imagine a place.
Bundled chronicles are kept here as references. Your own are kept here to work on.
Open these to study how the demos are shaped. To start from one, use Duplicate.
No chronicles yet. Begin one below.