Rites

Trial in the Dream

You plunge deeper into the darkness and secrets of the nightmare, but suddenly, a black shadow manifests before you, wielding a massive weapon, forcing you back...

ID: 5006059

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 0 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0

Starts Automatically: Yes

Triggers Result Automatically: No

Tag Tips: None

Tag Tips Up: Normal Result, Combat, Magic

Tag Tips Text:

Random Text: None

Random Text Up:

Roll #1
How will you prove your justice?
Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: Your Combat and Magic determine your full dice count, while Infamy appropriately reduces your dice count.
Low Target: 5
Low Target Tips: You need 5 Successes to win.

Actions When Wait Expires

This rite has no actions when the wait expires.

Slots

Slot #1
In an ancient, chaotic dream...

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #2
How can the would-be dragonslayer justify his righteousness?

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #3
If you believe something can help you in your dream, it could manifest within your dream...

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Activation Conditions

This rite has no activation conditions.

Outcome

Prior

Your Magic or Insight cannot sustain your exploration of this dreamscape
The barrier between dream and reality grows fragile as you jolt awake. The Book of Dragonslaying slips from the table. By the time you bend to pick it up, the dream has already faded beyond recall.

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Regular

You successfully broke through the shadow
It issues a silent protest before dissipating overhead, the weapon shattering into stars in the void.

You fall.

Deeper.

Deeper...

Deeper!

Then you see the dragon.

Its enormous golden eyes, shimmering and fluid, fix upon you with fierce intensity.

In front of the dragon, between you and it, stand numerous silver figures – a man among many women.

"You will not win – even if you have entered my mind, you will not win," the dragon hisses, "You're just another worm!"

The silver women walk to your side, surrounding you, whispering a name...

"Adila, little Adila, our little Adila, she will win, we know, she will win..."

A silver quenched longsword appears in your hand. You instinctively slash down...

Then, you wake up. The Book of Dragonslaying has somehow crumbled to ash, while the knowledge of dragons has silently etched itself into your mind...

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You failed to repel the shadow
You hear the shadow's contemptuous sneer. The massive weapon arcs toward you, its blade cutting through air with such force that it nearly knocks you off your feet. Under the specter's crushing presence, you collapse to your knees. And suddenly, you jolt awake. The Book of Dragonslaying slips from your grasp, its pages damp with your sweat.



As you fight to steady your breathing, you turn the word 'justice' over in your mind. Again and again, until the truth settles deep within: justice needs strength to defend it, and you still have a chance to prove this.

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Action:

You successfully broke through the shadow
It issues a silent protest before dissipating overhead, the weapon shattering into stars in the void.

You fall.

Deeper.

Deeper...

Deeper!

Then you see the dragon.

Its enormous golden eyes, shimmering and fluid, fix upon you with fierce intensity.

In front of the dragon, between you and it, stand numerous silver figures – a man among many women.

"You will not win – even if you have entered my mind, you will not win," the dragon hisses, "You're just another worm!"

The silver women walk to your side, surrounding you, whispering a name...

"Adila, little Adila, our little Adila, she will win, we know, she will win..."

A silver quenched longsword appears in your hand. You instinctively slash down...

Then, you wake up. The Book of Dragonslaying has somehow crumbled to ash, while the knowledge of dragons has silently etched itself into your mind...

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Result:

Action:

You failed to repel the shadow
You hear the shadow's contemptuous sneer. The massive weapon arcs toward you, its blade cutting through air with such force that it nearly knocks you off your feet. Under the specter's crushing presence, you collapse to your knees. And suddenly, you jolt awake. The Book of Dragonslaying slips from your grasp, its pages damp with your sweat.



You clutch your collar instinctively, your heart hammering in your chest. Justice... you can't help but question yourself. How dare someone like you, marked by infamy, utter this word with such righteous certainty?

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You successfully broke through the shadow
It roars with rage and defiance before finally dissipating overhead, the weapon shattering into stars in the void.



You fall.



Deeper.



Deeper...



Deeper!



Then you see the dragon.



Its enormous golden eyes, shimmering and fluid, fix upon you with fierce intensity.



In front of the dragon, between you and it, stand numerous silver figures – a man among many women.



"You will not win – even if you have entered my mind, you will not win," the dragon hisses, "You're just another worm!"



The silver women walk to your side, surrounding you, whispering a name... "Adila, little Adila, our little Adila, she will win, we know, she will win..."



A silver quenched longsword appears in your hand. You instinctively slash down...



Then, you wake up. The Book of Dragonslaying has somehow crumbled to ash, while the knowledge of dragons has silently etched itself into your mind...

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Result:

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You failed to repel the shadow
You hear the shadow's contemptuous sneer. The massive weapon arcs toward you, its blade cutting through air with such force that it nearly knocks you off your feet. Under the specter's crushing presence, you collapse to your knees. And suddenly, you jolt awake. The Book of Dragonslaying slips from your grasp, its pages damp with your sweat.



It's as if someone is squeezing your throat, almost choking you until you finally remember how to breathe. Justice... if given another chance, you would never again choose this word as your excuse for slaying the dragon.



You cannot bear its heavy weight.

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Extra

This rite has no extra outcome.