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A certain powerful lord...
ID: 5320380
Repeatable: False
Validate Conditions on Start: True
Auto Start: No
Auto Start Init: Unknown
Event On
- Rite Ends: The Look of Power
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- Options:
A Minister in Power...
op1: Nawfalop2: Abdulop3: Myself
- Case #1:
- Card (Secret)
- Prompt:
Nawfal—your chief political opposition, the pale critic of the Lapis Lazuli Palace.
The very mention of him made your blood rise.
But Malkina would not let you off; she was intensely curious: how could a thin, foreign, pallid man come to radiate such power? She pestered you with questions!
What did Nawfal wear?
What jewels did he put on?
Did he use a staff? Ivory?
How big were his rings—bigger than yours?
What shoes did he wear?
How high was his collar?
...
On and on she went until your patience finally snapped—and you ended the conversation outright.
- Case #2:
- Card (Intuition)
- Prompt:
Abdul—the shrewdest manipulator of power in the Empire—the Vizier of this country; the Vasir of the Lapis Lazuli Palace.
You enumerated the "games" Abdul had played with power: the coin he cradled to himself, the tricks with which he hoodwinked the ministers, his boundless appetite for more...
Malkina listened intently, nodding. Her focus, however, was on Abde's hat. Only a Vasir might wear such an extravagant one, and each Vasir's differed. She asked whether such a hat made one appear more powerful.
Probably, you said. Strange, isn't it—how a man's power should be measured by the size of his hat?
- Case #3:
- Card (Opportunity)
- Prompt:
Malkina looked at you, hoping you would speak of your own power—and you found youself at a loss.
Where could you begin? With your family? With your marriage to Maggie? With your standing forth to stop the Sultan's Game? With how you had been swept into madness—how you had become a wretch forever rushing to put out fires?
And yet you had gained something, hadn't you? These cards were both scepter and curse. Could you honestly say they'd brought you no joy at all?
After you had thought long and at last were about to speak, you found Malkina writing quickly.
"You don't need to say a word," she said. "You already look the part—crushed almost to breaking under power's weight, yet ready at any moment to seize it and strike your enemies down!"
She thanked you formally.
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