In an ancient, chaotic dream...
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
- Type = Item
- Card = Book of Dragonslaying
Pops: None
Rites
You plunge deeper into the darkness and secrets of the nightmare. Endless riches converge around you, filling every pocket... Oh my goodness, what a sweet and joyous dream! But suddenly, a black shadow manifests before you, wielding a massive weapon, forcing you back...
ID: 5006062
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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Random Text: None
Random Text Up: None
This rite has no actions when the wait expires.
In an ancient, chaotic dream...
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
A would-be dragonslayer chases riches as ephemeral as a mirage.
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
30 Gold Coins gather around you
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
This rite has no activation conditions.
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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You desperately dodge the shadowy attacks, frantically throwing away the treasures clinging to your body. The dazzling golden hues vanish into the darkness. You are stripped bare, reduced to rags, then to nakedness – like a newborn, raw and vulnerable, wailing in heartbreak. And so, you fall deeper into the dream...
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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It's impossible to give up the hard-earned wealth, absolutely impossible! You desperately clutch your pockets, refusing to let go of even the smallest bit, as if this defines your very existence, as if it measures your entire worth.
And then, you hear the shadow's contemptuous sneer. The massive weapon arcs toward you. Suddenly, you jolt awake in the study chamber, only to realize that all the gold, all the gems, were nothing but a mirage, as fleeting as morning dew. The Book of Dragonslaying slips from your grasp, its pages damp with your sweat.
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This rite has no extra outcome.