Rites
[xiaochou.name] wished to meet a person who hates coins—could a human truly spurn profit with a pure heart? Perhaps it would help [xiaochou.name] better grasp the ways of human, and better serve you.
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Duration: 1 days
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Can the mirror-born ever understand human?
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This one might offer most intriguing reference points.
This one is merely among the masses of ordinary.
A common example of human
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This one might offer most intriguing reference points.
This one is merely among the masses of ordinary.
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This rite has no prior outcome.
You and [xiaochou.name] slipped into Faraj’s gathering, where he was delivering a speech on temperance—urging noble youths to withdraw their energies from pleasures and indulgences! To devote themselves instead to knowledge, debate, and martial prowess…
You listened patiently to his oration. On the whole, he did well—some were even moved on the spot… “What a lavish sermon!” [xiaochou.name] scoffed. “Only when fed and drunk, seated in a cool room upon fine carpets and silk cushions, sipping excellent wine, can such words stir the faintest whisper of morality in their hearts!”
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You brought forth Gulis, a true tough guy who cared not for coins—not even the reward you offered! So [xiaochou.name] asked him: Why disdain coins? He answered that he lived in the past, in an age when warriors divided spoils by glory. Now, any man could buy violence—even honor itself! The age of warriors had been purchased by the age of coins... Now, he sought only one thing: the chance to earn true glory under [player.name]'s banner.
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You took [xiaochou.name] to witness the rites of Badriyyah. At her call, the cultists, like madmen, cast their wealth into the flames—some hurled away their jewels, others burned tomorrow’s bread… Rich or poor, they drowned in ecstasy.
“The cultists crave ruin—and they know it well,” [xiaochou.name] observed. “To destroy wealth, to destroy coins, is to truly destroy the world of human!”
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You explained to [xiaochou.name] as one might to a commoner: though humans are born greedy, they still know the worth of loyalty, and most would deem it rarer and more precious than coins! For instance, many would rather receive a gift of thought than its weight in coins… “Only because the coins was too light!” [xiaochou.name] shot back. And so you argued, until at last you asked friends and servants alike, and reached a verdict: a heartfelt gift was worth at least twice its weight in coins… Ah, but there you were again, measuring all things in coins. How pitiful.
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All night long, the incessant clink-clink robbed you of peace. Lantern in hand, you prowled the manor, yet the source eluded you. Only at dawn, slumped against the low table in the parlor, did it strike you—the sound seemed to come from your own coin purse. You seized the purse—empty. Yet the moment you set it down, clink-clink again. Furious, you snatched it up, turned it inside out, and shook it hard. Gold coins spilled from nothingness, clattering onto the table with that same maddening clink-clink. A gift, no doubt, from that mirror-dweller who loathes human. If only the Mirror’s nature weren’t so wretched.
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