Your hand, hidden behind your back, quietly holds the dagger tight...Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: Your Combat and Magic determine your full dice count.
Low Target: 1
Low Target Tips: You need at least 1 Success to capture her.
Rites
Amid swirling mist, you tread through Dark Alley's smoke and dust, finding this old clay-brick house. The colored tiles above the windows have long since faded and fallen away, wind and sand having rendered the heavy curtains dirty and dim. Still, you discern blurred dark shapes matching your memory. This is the place. Before knocking, you consider once more: why have you come?
ID: 5000507
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 0 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: No
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips Up: Normal Result, Combat, Magic
Tag Tips Text:
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r1: Your hand, hidden behind your back, quietly holds the dagger tight...Random Text Up:Your hand, hidden behind your back, quietly holds the dagger tight...
Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: Your Combat and Magic determine your full dice count.
Low Target: 1
Low Target Tips: You need at least 1 Success to capture her.
This rite has no actions when the wait expires.
You're certain the evil Occultist is hiding here
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: Yes
Conditions:
Pops: None
Option 1: You are prepared to send followers, or go apprehend this cultist yourself
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
Option 2: You are quite interested in the cultist's dark arts. You are prepared to send followers, or go and talk to her in person
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
You can bring consumables to help you arrest the cultist. If you have a White Honey Amber Orb, it will all be very simple
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
Tips: It's rare to get the best of both worlds, and you can only step on one path with one pair of feet.
Conditions:
- Any
- Slot #2 = 1
- Slot #3 = 1
This rite has no prior outcome.
This rite has no regular outcome.
Having made up your mind, you calmly knock on the door. No response. But you are certain and patient. Finally, the door opens. From within a thick darkness, you see a pale and youthful face. The woman's eyes are cold and alert, bright as a sharpened blade.
Without preamble, you present the White Honey Amber Orb.
It emits gentle radiance - a poet might compare its pure wetness to moonlight during the rare rainy season. It easily illuminates this confined space, banishing all darkness.
Before you now stands merely a weakened woman stripped of power. You capture her with ease.
Conditions:
Result:
All of a sudden, you find her inexplicably, extraordinarily beautiful. Her eyes are the darkest nights, her full lips poppies in full bloom. Your breaths are filled with a strange fragrance, the sweetness of apple dripping honey, hiding its hollowed out core, where a snake had been. You are lost in it. You have become the core. You want to return whence you came... Distantly, camel bells chime. A blinding sunrise pierces your dull eyes. You find yourself on top a sand dune, almost buried in the sand, without knowing how and when you got here. You are lucky a passing caravan rescues you. A narrow escape – for you. As for the pale and beautiful Cultist... she has long disappeared.
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Result:
All of a sudden, you find her inexplicably, extraordinarily beautiful... No, something is wrong. Alarm bells scream in your heart and, almost subconsciously, you draw your dagger.
You have imagined countless possibilities and prepared countermeasures for each of them, all to capture this evil cultist. Your efforts are not in vain. Before the sun rises, you have succeeded and left the Dark Alley behind. The thick fog covers everything.
No one will notice the disappearance of a reclusive woman. Regardless, it is the Dark Alley. Who cares?
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Result:
This isn't the woman. You immediately realize the person you seek isn't this tired, aged, utterly ordinary woman. Under persistent questioning, she reveals the dwelling's original occupant left just last night.
You've missed the Occultist; she's beyond your reach now.
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Result:
For some inexplicable reason, you suddenly find her extraordinarily beautiful.
You find yourself confessing everything to her - how your heart is drawn to that mysterious darkness.
"Oh, it seems our master has taken a liking to you," she says, laughing merrily as she listens, taking your hand. "Look, my master has acknowledged you." You discover a black mark on your palm - like a small mole or ink drop. Gazing at it, you involuntarily recite an ancient incantation guided by Badriyyah's voice.
Darkness answers your call, bestowing some yet-unknown desire upon your head. Thus you learn the name of that ancient, banished Cultic God and the forbidden knowledge.
"I am Badriyyah," her voice carries unmistakable intimacy, "welcome, fellow traveler."
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