Rites
As soon as you return to the capital, the Sultan summons you to his palace, showing keen interest in the dragon head you have brought back. He even personally opens the dragon's mouth to verify its authenticity...
Finally, he wipes the blood from his hands with a silk scarf offered by a attendant and looks at you languidly: "My dearest [player.name], I think this will look magnificent above my throne. What do you think?"
ID: 5006079
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 0 days
Waits For: 0 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: No
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips: None
Tag Tips Up: None
Tag Tips Text: None
Random Text: None
Random Text Up: None
This rite has no actions when the wait expires.
You choose to offer the dragon head to the Sultan
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops:
Of course, this is yours, Your Majesty.
Very well, I will reward you generously.
Sultan
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
You choose to keep the dragon head for yourself
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops:
Oh? Are you sure?
Dragonslaying Sultan
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
Tips: There's no time to hesitate, make your choice.
Conditions:
- Any
- Slot #1 = 1
- Slot #3 = 1
This rite has no prior outcome.
Because you presented this peerless dragon head to your Sultan, you gained great fame and prestige in the city instantly.
The Sultan rewarded you generously – treasures, wealth, his private cellars, his harem, and treasury all laid open before you, and you indulged in them day and night. Though absent from court, none dared impeach you. Wealth poured into your coffers unbidden – no need to manage your estate, no need to tend to your affairs...
Gradually, people got used to it, and later, people no longer cared what absurd things you did, until finally... no one noticed as you faded away into the palace's extravagance, like a drop of water into sand.
Conditions:
Action:
Your silence makes the Sultan smile.
"Oh, you don't want to?" he says with a smile, lightly raising a ringed finger, "Then die."
The magic signet ring erupts in brilliant light, yet as it falls upon your body – forged in dragon's blood – it brings no harm.
The Sultan glances at his ring, puzzled for a moment, but he brushes off this little accident without concern
"Very well," he says, rising from his throne. The bright candlelight of the golden palace falls upon his face, making his smile seem far more genuine. Let me see what you've really got."
Conditions:
Result:
Action:
This rite has no extra outcome.