Rites

Face the Sultan

The deep shadows and radiant light of the lapis lazuli palace play across the Sultan, casting an enigmatic mask over his face. His throat moves as he swallows – a subtle, primal gesture that betrays a barely concealed and animalistic joy.

ID: 5006080

Type: End

Tips: None

Duration: 0 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

Actions When Wait Expires

This rite has no actions when the wait expires.

Slots

Slot #1
Sultan

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: Yes

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #2
Even the sunlight and shadows belong to the Sultan

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #3
The Monarch-Shattering Blade

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #4
He doesn't need protection, but the majesty

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #5
The Weak-Crushing Blade

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #6
You must witness all this yourself

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: Yes

Conditions:

Pops: None

Activation Conditions

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Outcome

Prior

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Regular

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Extra

A Game That Delights the Sultan
The thick, metallic stench of dragon's blood fills the vast audience hall. Motionless, you stare at the monarch you have served faithfully for so many years. You watch as he rises from the throne, backlit by candles and torches, his towering shadow stretched across the chamber. The air grows heavy and oppressive, weighing upon your shoulders like lead. You fight against the primal urge to kneel. To end this suffocating silence, you draw your blade with slow, trembling resolve.

Result:

For you, he is fully armed
The Sultan's eyes narrow as he catches the gleam of your blade. Very well. He reaches for his battle sword, beckons a guard to help him don his armor, then pauses briefly between weapons before choosing another blade – a light, serpentine scimitar.



During these preparations, you remain still and silent, neither speaking nor charging, as if bound by some unspoken pact, simply waiting for the warrior's duel that is to come.

Result:

The Beast of Light and Shadow
Finally, the Sultan leaves his long-held throne and descends the stairs toward you, step by step... With each step, his shadow grows larger; with each step, his reflected light becomes more radiant. You focus intently on your opponent, gripping your blade tightly, knowing that only by gathering all your courage and strength can you confront him. You realize: the beast, once chained, corrupted, and tormented, has finally been unleashed by you.

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