Rites

Sword Duel

Jabal demands a public duel with you; as so inclined the intention of the Sultan.

ID: 5000709

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 2 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0

Starts Automatically: No

Triggers Result Automatically: No

Tag Tips: Physique, Combat

Tag Tips Up: Fight Result, Physique, Combat

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Roll #1
Draw your sword.
Type: Fight Result
Type Tips: The number of dice provided by your Physique and Combat is affected by the enemy's corresponding attributes.
Low Target: 3
Low Target Tips: You need at least 3 Successes to win the duel.

Actions When Wait Expires

Action:

Slots

Slot #1
Glory-Long-Gone General

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: Yes

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #2
You must do it yourself.

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops:

  • Condition: Action:
    • Self Pops:
      You should realize that with your current [Physique] and [Combat], it's nothing but suicide.
  • Condition: Action:
    • Self Pops:
      If we have the support of [Intelligence], we will have a better chance of winning.
Slot #3
You can take this to break a Bloodshed Card that matches the Jabal's 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
Consumable

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops:

  • Condition: Action:
    • Self Pops:
      You should realize that with your current [Physique] and [Combat], it's nothing but suicide.

Activation Conditions

This rite has no activation conditions.

Outcome

Prior

You circle the pillar, dodging while hurling venomous words to distract Jabal. Finally, you seize the moment when his guard drops and plunge your blade into his heart.



Jabal falls.



No one cheers, except for the Sultan, whose laughter echoes through the court.



“What an interesting fight! It's the reward he deserves,” the Sultan chuckles. “Well, clean up the floor.”

Conditions:

Result:

You coat your weapon with poison. A small, shallow cut is all it takes. Then comes the wait for victory.

Jabal falls.

No one cheers, except for the Sultan, whose laughter echoes through the court.

“He loved fighting so much, yet he couldn’t even die like a warrior. What a perfect punishment,” the Sultan says, clapping for you with a smile. Only then do the courtiers follow with weak applause, more like sighs of sorrow than celebration.

Conditions:

Result:

Regular

Jabal falls beneath your blade.

No one cheers, except for the Sultan, whose laughter echoes through the court.

"Since he loved fighting so much, let him fight to the death. This is the reward I grant him," the Sultan says with a smile. "Now, clean up the floor."

Only then do the courtiers follow with weak applause. Like frightened quails, they dart furtive glances your way, silently counting their secrets and dreading which might become your weapon.

Conditions:

Result:

Jabal's blade pierces your heart.

Through fading vision, you see the Sultan descend from his throne to inspect your fate. He smiles, poking your body with his finger.

"Well done, Jabal. From now on, the Sultan's game is yours to play."



Yet, the final breath you draw is a sigh of relief.

Conditions:

Result:

Extra

The floor of the court is overflown in the General's sprouting nectar. Though hastily as his life slipped from him, that his death seeped into the tongues of hypocritical commoners and atomistic balladeers.

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Result: