Rites
Nayla has thought of a new game – she invites you to use a Bloodshed Card to execute her most defiant slave. This will be immensely fun for both of you.
ID: 5000651
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 7 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: No
Triggers Result Automatically: No
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She sent you a beautifully written and provocative letter along with the nomad's head, but you understood that meeting her again would be disastrous.
The Lady.
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
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The Sharp-eyed Slave.
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
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You have to attend in person.
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
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Pops: None
A Bloodshed Card... but which tier should it be?
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
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Pops: None
This rite has no activation conditions.
This rite has no prior outcome.
She seems like a nun; humble and holy, she remove your garment, she hold your hand, and she slit open the robust and hairy chest of that slave with a golden knife. The incision is smooth and beautiful, like a divine sacrifice.
She scoops up the blood to sketch makeup and clothing on her body, then took out the still-beating heart, stand on tiptoe, and raises it above your head as if anointing a crowned king.
Blood flows down your forehead, blurring your eyes. All you can hear is the squishing sound of the heart being squeezed, and all you can feel is the friction of her breasts and breath against your skin.
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This is a Bloodshed Card worthy of you, you tell her as you take the golden knife from her hand and put a chain around her neck.
Then, you untie the nomad slave, leaving him with the weapon and time.
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When you come to your senses, you are both panting, lying exhausted amidst guts and blood...
She gently licks away the blood clots in your ear and whispers: "I think I'm a little in love with you."
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Surprisingly, after a long time, no more sound came from the room...
Just when you were getting impatient, the slave opened the door, threw the blood-stained scimitar on the ground, and told you that he needed a handy bow and arrow to better serve you.
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