[s1.name] must endure suffering through this dayType: Normal Result
Type Tips: The accused's Physique determines your full dice count, affected by "Torment"
Low Target: 1
Low Target Tips: You need at least 1 Success to avoid death.
Rites
This ancient ritual binds the accused to a high platform, exposed to scorching sunlight without water or food for three days and nights. Survival indicates the Purist acknowledges their actions as pure and sinless - thus innocent.
ID: 5004517
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 0 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 1
Starts Automatically: Yes
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips: None
Tag Tips Up: Normal Result, Physique, Wisdom, Stealth
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Random Text Up:[s1.name] must endure suffering through this day
Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: The accused's Physique determines your full dice count, affected by "Torment"
Low Target: 1
Low Target Tips: You need at least 1 Success to avoid death.[s4.name] attempts secretly infiltrating the tower to aid the accused
Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: [s4.name]'s Wisdom and Stealth determine your full dice count.
Low Target: 5
Low Target Tips: You need at least 5 Success to assist sucessfully.
This rite has no actions when the wait expires.
The Accused
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
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Pops: None
Trial proving innocence
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
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Pops: None
Three-Day Judgment
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
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Pops: None
You can secretly send someone to help...
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
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Pops: None
Items that can help conceal your movements or assist the accused in enduring their ordeal
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
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Pops: None
You may pray for god intervention, though results may differ from expectations
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
This rite has no activation conditions.
You pray to the Immaculate, who responds with radiant light striking you, striking midnight's impure blessing. This wrathful radiance ignites your soul through some conduit, completely purifying you.
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You pray to the Immaculate, who responds with radiant light striking you - so intense, so penetrating, so pure.
All priests and believers prostrate themselves, their prayer songs flowing like a river, healing the innocent's body and spirit. Your bindings fall away; you descend the platform while none dare raise their heads or obstruct your path.
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You pray to the Immaculate, who directs radiant light toward Iman atop the platform. This light - so intense, so penetrating, so pure - penetrates the pale, weakened believer like flameless fire.
After the glow fades, only a pristine spine remains, gleaming with porcelain luster. Priests deliver it to your residence the following day, claiming divine instruction through dreams.
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This rite has no regular outcome.
The sun sears every inch of skin, nearly causing vertigo. Hunger, thirst, and burning constantly test your sanity, yet you feel strangely fortunate!
At least the bound person isn't the already wound-covered, frail priest - he wouldn't survive day one.
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The sun transforms Iman's gold-dusted skin into molten gold. Hunger, thirst, and burning constantly test him; you fear he won't endure! Yet he peacefully accepts everything, quietly lowering his gaze, contemplating unknown thoughts.
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The sun sears your skin while hunger, thirst, and burning torment your mind. As your soul escapes its tortured vessel, amidst pristine whiteness, you hear strange words... suddenly understanding - divinity whispers in your ear. But you'll never relate this to anyone.
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The sun transforms Iman's golden skin into melting ore; hunger, thirst, and burning... these torments gradually lower his head until breathing ceases.
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As sunset withdraws its final rays, that night under the full moon, [s4.name] stealthily approaches the platform, deftly climbing the execution frame to deliver food, water, and burn ointment to [s1.name], helping preserve strength and condition for tomorrow's ordeal.
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As sunset withdraws its fire blades, darkness flowing through each breath strengthens [s1.name]'s body and soul.
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The sun temporarily withdraws its razor-edge light, but torment continues.
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As the sun's final rays fade, you begin praying to the Cultic God. A crisp chirp answers your call. Black-feathered sprites bring a sweet fruit, moistening your parched lips and throat. Consuming it, you suddenly appreciate how welcoming, how delightful this darkness feels.
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As the sun's final rays fade, you begin praying to the Cultic God. A crisp chirp answers your call. Black-feathered sprites bring a sweet fruit, dripping rich juice between Iman's nearly-dried lips. Consuming it, he briefly raises his eyelashes, expressing exhaustion, pain and... slight resignation, but utters nothing, gently closing his eyes again.
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The sun transforms Iman's golden skin into melting ore; hunger, thirst, and burning... these torments gradually lower his head until breathing ceases.
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The sun sears your skin while hunger, thirst, and burning torment your mind. As your soul escapes its tortured vessel, amidst pristine whiteness, you hear strange words... suddenly understanding - divinity whispers in your ear. But you'll never relate this to anyone.
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The trial's final day arrives. At sunset, with everyone watching, priests pour cold jasmine water over [s1.name]'s head. When people think consciousness lost forever, [s1.name] slowly opens eyes.
"Praise the Immaculate..." these first words from cracked, bleeding lips.
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Miraculous! This physically frail priest survived three days of the Sunblaze Scale! If not divine protection, what else explains this?
People quickly lift him, rushing him to his quarters. Afterward, he'll receive the finest treatment, having proven himself innocent, a suffering hero.
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The trial's final day arrives. At sunset, with everyone watching, priests pour cold jasmine water over your head. This intense stimulus returns your drifting consciousness; gradually your vision clears.
You see priests' faces and Iman's. His eyes contain genuine concern - the first time you've witnessed emotion truly connected to "you" in his gaze.
You crack a smile through bleeding lips, deliberately saying: "Praise the Immaculate..."
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Pure words flow from Iman's lips, rapidly healing your sunburned skin, then he personally brings water and food, helping you eat small portions.
No one dares question your relationship now - you've withstood the Sunblaze Scale, proving yourself divinely favored and protected.
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The trial's final day arrives. At sunset, darkness blankets your body like fog or tide, seemingly celebrating this torment's end.
All priests witness this excessively evil scene; none dare approach or interfere, trembling with fearful lips, rage-filled eyes, watching you descend the tower amid raucous crow calls, departing triumphantly.
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The trial's final day arrives. At sunset, darkness blankets Iman like fog or tide, joyously celebrating this richest fruit's ripening. People witness speechlessly as the Immaculate's most devout high priest falls into the Cultic God's embrace. They cannot intervene, dare not obstruct, trembling with fearful lips, rage-filled eyes, watching him descend the tower amid raucous crow calls, departing triumphantly with you.
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