Rites

Exotic Garden

You allow thorns to establish roots, permit that alluring fragrance to drift... An unwary soul might wander into this garden, where you could ensnare them.

ID: 5000206

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 0 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0

Starts Automatically: Yes

Triggers Result Automatically: No

Tag Tips: None

Tag Tips Up: None

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Random Text: None

Random Text Up: None

Actions When Wait Expires

This rite has no actions when the wait expires.

Slots

Slot #1
Intoxicated Victim

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #2
You must personally venture forth to capture prey

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #3
You can take this to use a Bloodshed Sultan Card with matching tier

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

  • Type = Sultan Card
  • Tag (Bloodshed) = 1
  • Rarity - Slot #1 Rarity ≤ 0

Pops: None

Slot #4
It is hidden in the deepest part of the garden.

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Activation Conditions

This rite has no activation conditions.

Outcome

Prior

This rite has no prior outcome.

Regular

Empty Garden
Today, both blooms and you exist in solitude, yet this need not be unfortunate.

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Releasing [s1.name]
[s1.name] proves unsuitable, or the moment hasn't arrived. Today, under the fragrance's influence, [s1.name] will dream pleasantly and forget this encounter entirely.

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Taking Root
[s1.name] becomes entranced by the garden's perfume. [s1.name] gazes vacantly at a prismatic flower, completely oblivious to your approach...

You disturb that most beautiful blossom, releasing dancing pollen, and [s1.name]'s expression turns blank. From the flower's core, you extract the ring - it throbs with captured essence...

The instant you slip it onto [s1.name]'s finger, the ring begins sprouting roots and melding with [s1.name]...

Finally, you witness those tendrils spreading beneath [s1.gender(his,her)] neck skin, writhing, growing all the way to the brain - even [s1.gender(his,her)] eyes and nostrils display faint verdant traces! This form that was once [s1.name] spasms several times as flower buds emerge from [s1.gender(his,her)] mouth and bloom - it no longer requires questioning or independent thought: ancient sorcery has crafted for you a devoted slave, pet, lover, plaything - whatever you desire.

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Extra

Fear Magic
They all claim you went mad from the Sultan's Game, forging pacts with demons or worse... that you'll slaughter everyone eventually - even the Sultan has caught wind of these rumors.

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Sultan's Flowers
Later, you brought that mute puppet [s1.name] to the Sultan's court for exhibition - regrettably, it obeys only you, and the Sultan wouldn't claim your game prize.

Out of curiosity, the Sultan plucked several flowers from your garden - each deeply rooted in [s1.name]'s throat, and this process provided the Sultan considerable amusement.

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Supernatural Control
Now your will can reach this servant and other domesticated creatures... they're fundamentally identical, aren't they?

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The Sultan adds an Iron Guard.

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The Sultan adds an Iron Guard.

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The Sultan adds an Iron Guard.

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