ID: 5320230

Repeatable: False

Validate Conditions on Start: False

Auto Start: No

Auto Start Init: Unknown

Event On

• Round Begin BA: 1

Activation Conditions

• Table Has Card (Nawfal) = 1
• Not Have Card (Nawfal) with Tag (Great Adversary) = 1
• Counter (7100003) ≥ 11
• Counter (7000298) < 1

Outcome Actions

• Options:

  While passing by Nawfal's secluded mansion during one of your private meetings, you notice unusually loud sounds coming from within. Entering, you find a gathering taking place, with Nawfal seated at the center. When you burst in, all the guests halt their chatter and action, simultaneously turning to look at you.
  
  
  
  You...

  • op1: Why? Am I not allowed?
  • op2: Sorry to intrude, I must be lost
• Case #1:
  • No Prompt:
    • Card (Young Noble)
    • Card (Ample Noble)
    • Card (Elderly Noble)
  • Rite: The Crossing of Clear Streams
  • Prompt:

    The nobles whispered, among them some impatient young ones who immediately jumped up to insult you, referring to you as an unwelcomed and shameless intruder, even bluntly calling you the Sultan's lackey.
    
    
    
    "Haha." You smiled indifferently, then casually sat at the end of the banquet, picked up a ripe fig from a silver plate, and ordered the servants to bring good wine for you, "Yes, I am the Sultan's lackey, now let's see what you men were talking about, go on."
    
    
    
    The servants looked awkwardly towards Nawfal at the head of the table, your political enemy, and secret ally, who looked at you with heavy eyes, and indifferently allowed them to seat you. "What we're discussing isn't anything shameless compared to what you've done," he said mockingly.

• Case #2:
  • Prompt:

    Some nobles whispered, with some impatient young ones immediately jumping up to insult your shamefulness, bluntly stating you're unwelcome here, the Sultan's lackey, and wanted you out.
    
    
    
    You felt a moment of embarrassment and was about to explain, when you saw your political enemy sitting at the head of the banquet table, your secret ally, frowning, and signaled to the servants with cold annoyance to dismiss you.
    
    
    
    Realizing this, you immediately exchanged sharp barbs with him before dramatically leaving with a huffy look, reflecting as you went that you mustn't rush into Nawfal's territory unknowingly next time, as being seen was unbeneficial for either of you.

  • Counter (7000481): Add 1

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