Rites

Diamond of Hope

The enslaved and broken miners crowd within this pit—an abyss like the very eye of a devil—awaiting your management.

ID: 5006141

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 0 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0

Starts Automatically: No

Triggers Result Automatically: No

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Slots

Slot #1
Who will soothe, who will lead the poor?

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Slot #2
The Bloodstained Mine

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

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Regular

Each worker is gaunt, scarred from the lash, their wounds raw and unhealed. Their eyes fix on you, heavy with fear and uncertainty. They know the guards and the overseer who once ruled here lie dead by your blade. What they do not know is whether you will send new guards in their place, or whether you yourself will become the new overseer of the mine.

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Raed comes over to join them.
The moment she appears, scattered cries of "Boss!" rise from the crowd. A few gaunt men push their way forward, nearly weeping with relief as they see her. Even those dragged here from the Dark Alley recognize her, whispering in hushed voices: "It's her! She's the leader of those vagrants... her men never go hungry!"

Raed lifts her head high and calls out to all: "You may leave if you wish! Lord [player.name] will provide rations and send you safely back to the capital. But those who leave—keep your mouths shut! If word of these mines reaches the city, I swear the fool who leaks it will regret it!" She swings her spiked mace with a grin.

"Or you may stay, my friends. You may stay and dig these fine stones—not for a master, not to escape the lash, not merely for a full belly, but for yourselves, for your children, for a better life."

"Lord [player.name] grants you the freedom to live here, to work these mines, to make this wealth a legacy that endures. Now, it is your turn—will you keep the secret? Will you stand with us, and snatch this scrap of meat from the Sultan's mouth?"

For a moment, silence. Then one withered hand rises... then another, a third, a tenth—until every hand is raised. The workers cheer, shouting your name, swearing to guard the secret. For the first time since they were brought here, they laugh—truly laugh.

Raed smiles. She quickly sets the order—who will take on the heaviest digging, who will build and strengthen the outpost. She is so skilled at this! Work flares to life, vigorous yet orderly. You know the place will soon thrive, bound together by one shared secret. These diamonds will no longer be stained with foul blood; their brilliance will first reflect the joy on human faces.

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Alim steps forward.
As soon as he appears, several children cry out "Father!" and rush into his arms, clinging to his legs and sobbing apologies: they swear they will never again snatch food from strangers or run off without care.

Those dragged here from the Dark Alley recognize him too, and they now have nothing, clutching their pockets out of instinct.

Alim checks that his pups have all their limbs, knocks each lightly on the head for good measure, then turns to the workers. "You may leave if you wish! Lord [player.name] will provide rations and send you back to the capital safely. But those who leave—better keep your mouths shut. If I hear talk of these mines in the city..." He pauses, chuckling darkly. He doesn't spell it out, but everyone can picture the miserable scene of having even the underwear at home stolen...

"Or you may stay. You may stay and dig these fine stones—not for a master, not to escape the lash, not merely for a full belly, but for yourselves, for your children, for a better life.

Lord [player.name] grants you the freedom to live here, to work these mines, to make this wealth a legacy that endures. Now, it is your turn—will you keep the secret? Will you stand with us, and snatch this scrap of meat from the Sultan's mouth?"

For a moment, silence. Then one withered hand rises... then another, a third, a tenth—until every hand is raised. The workers cheer, shouting your name, swearing to guard the secret. For the first time since they were brought here, they laugh—truly laugh.

Alim smiles. He quickly sets the order—who will take on the heaviest digging, who will build and strengthen the outpost. He divides the tasks as easily as sharing bread among his people. Work flares to life, vigorous yet orderly. You know the place will soon thrive, bound together by one shared secret. These diamonds will no longer be stained with foul blood; their brilliance will first reflect the joy on human faces.

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Aziz steps forward.
Aziz's fearsome face and hulking frame silence the crowd. No one dares speak. In a gravelly voice, he recites: "My master, Lord [player.name], grants you this choice. You may leave, or you may stay. If you stay, you may work these stones for yourselves, earn for yourselves, live here as your own. But whether you leave or remain, you must keep the secret. If the truth escapes, every head will roll—yours, mine, even my master's. That is my master's word."

The workers are stunned into silence. Then they whisper among themselves. Some dare to ask questions, and Aziz answers as best he recalls your words. At last, one man steps forward: "We will all stay! We will guard each other's silence!"

Soon, work flares to life, vigorous yet orderly. You know the place will soon thrive, bound together by one shared secret. These diamonds will no longer be stained with foul blood; their brilliance will first reflect the joy on human faces.

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Gullis steps forward.
Gullis tells the uneasy workers: you permit them to leave or to stay. If they remain, they may mine for their own future, and for their children's. But secrecy is absolute—should word spread, not only they but you yourself would lose your head. For such wealth belongs only to the Sultan.

The workers are struck silent, then whisper among themselves. At last, one man steps forward: "We will all stay! We will guard each other's silence!"

Soon, work flares to life, vigorous yet orderly. To your surprise, Gullis manages the people and the outpost with ease. You know the place will soon thrive, bound together by one shared secret. These diamonds will no longer be stained with foul blood; their brilliance will first reflect the joy on human faces.

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Bharat steps forward.
"I have a bargain for you," Bharat says with a smile to the anxious workers. "Lord [player.name]—the very man who slew the mine's former master—declares this: you are free to leave, and free to remain. You may live here, you may mine these stones... and heavens, do you realize what these are? Diamonds! Do you know their worth? Once, such gems belonged only to the Sultan. Now, every stone you draw from the earth is yours alone."

The crowd stares in disbelief, whispering in uneasy voices, peppering Bharat with questions. He answers each one patiently, offering advice, his silver tongue swiftly winning their trust. Before long, they not only swear to keep the secret, but even agree to sell their diamonds solely to him... Surely this is the very deal Bharat came running for.

Whatever his motives, work flares to life, vigorous yet orderly. You know the place will soon thrive, bound together by one shared secret. These diamonds will no longer be stained with foul blood; their brilliance will first reflect the joy on human faces.

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Badriyyah arrives.
There is not a soul among the captive workers who does not know her, for in the Dark Alley none has lived without her aid. When the scent of her medicines drifts across the pit, Badriyyah and your followers tend every wound, binding each until the last is healed. At last, weary, she wipes her brow and delivers your decree: "You are free to leave, and free to remain. You may live here, you may mine these stones, and work for your own future, for your children's future. But—" Badriyyah's voice hardens, "—whether you go or stay, you must keep this place secret. Should word escape, not only you but even my lord himself will lose his head."

They fall to their knees, weeping with gratitude, praising Badriyyah, praising your mercy. You know that with their diligent hands, this place will soon thrive, bound together by one shared secret. These diamonds will no longer be stained with foul blood; their brilliance will first reflect the joy on human faces.

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