Rites

Testing the Edge of the Blade

With indomitable dragon-forged spirit, you stand unwavering before the Sultan. This clash transcends good and evil, ruler and subject, all known and unknown fates – it is just two warriors testing each other's blades, even if you might cast your life in vain upon the lapis lazuli.

ID: 5006081

Type: End

Tips: None

Duration: 0 days

Waits For: 0 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: -1

Starts Automatically: Yes

Triggers Result Automatically: No

Tag Tips: None

Tag Tips Up: Fight Result, Combat, Physique

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Random Text: None

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Roll #1
Your swords clash with a resonant clang!
Type: Fight Result
Type Tips: The number of dice provided by Combat and Physique is affected by the opponent's corresponding attributes.
Low Target: 10
Low Target Tips: You need at least 10 Successes to win.

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

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Pops: None

Slot #3
The dragon's lifeless eyes seem to still watch this battle...

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: Yes

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #4
Certain items might be useful in the decisive battle

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Activation Conditions

This rite has no activation conditions.

Outcome

Prior

This rite has no prior outcome.

Regular

The palace has never felt so empty. The servants and guards have quite consciously withdrawn, leaving your battlefield to the silent witness of the dragon's head – its faded eyes watching what is about to unfold.



You stand at opposite ends, swords in hand. For a rare moment, you catch your own reflection in the Sultan's eyes. Dust dances, veils flutter, breeze whispers, light beams pierce – time freezes at this moment, until –

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Extra

A Thrilling Battle
His strike sends tremors through your blade to your grip. If not for the dragon blood tempering your bone, flesh, and soul, this single blow would have torn the weapon from your hands.



Before the pain can register, an unspeakable joy and thrill surge through you. A chuckle escapes your lips – and you hear the same from the Sultan.



Blades clash like relentless thunder and rain. Blood sprays wild and free, turning into a song of battle that races towards its end with no regret. Until the drumbeat of your hearts strikes its final note, your blade cleaves through the Sultan's chest. His blood, you discover, runs just as hot and red as any other.



Twin blades clatter to the floor, something finally departing the vessel that had confined it for too long. The Sultan's gaze drifts from your face, freezing into one last unbridled smile.



You have never understood his thoughts, neither when he was monarch nor now, as simply himself. But in this moment, you know – he died as a warrior. Perhaps this is the deliverance he desires most.

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The hungry blade still trembles
His strike sends tremors through your blade to your grip. If not for the dragon blood tempering your bone, flesh, and soul, this single blow would have torn the weapon from your hands.



Before the pain can register, an unspeakable joy and thrill surge through you. A chuckle escapes your lips – and you hear the same from the Sultan.



Blades clash like relentless thunder and rain. Blood sprays wild and free, turning into a song of battle that races towards its end with no regret. Until the drumbeat of your hearts strikes its final note, the Sultan's blade cleaves through the air straight for your face. Yet in that moment before death descends, you catch something in the cruel monarch's eyes – an undertow of regret, perhaps even... compassion...

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