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. And then... a golden crown appears upon your head, and you suddenly realize that countless people are willing to sacrifice themselves for you, as it is their highest honor.

ID: 5006061

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: None

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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

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Slot #2
The would-be dragonslayer walks a solitary path of power

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Slot #3
Is anyone willing to die for you?

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

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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

Fight for me!
You are in the supreme position, holding the power of life and death over people in this dream. You make him fight for you, stalling for time, while you sink deeper into the dream without a shred of guilt, never looking back once, because dying for you is also an honor.

You broke through the shadow. Itt 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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Mercy is of no use to a ruler
A ruler without loyal followers willing to die for him is a failure.



You hear the shadow's contemptuous sneer. The massive weapon arcs toward you, its blade cutting through air with such force, leaving you nowhere to escape.



At the moment the crown shatters, you jolt awake. The Book of Dragonslaying slips from your grasp, its pages damp with your sweat.

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Extra

You don't see [s3.name] for several days after that. Later you learn that [s3.gender] died mysteriously in [s3.gender(his, her)] sleep, with no illness, no wounds. Only you know what really happened.

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