Rites

Malevolent Bride

You've agreed to marry Nayla, but a mundane wedding won’t satisfy her expectations.

"Listen, dear, I want to be the happiest, most envied woman in the city, in the country," Nayla says playfully, demanding you present a top tier treasure or rare jewelry during the wedding and break an unrivaled Gold Extravagance, only then can she enjoy a glory comparable to gold.

ID: 5006599

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 14 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0

Starts Automatically: No

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

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Slots

Slot #1
Nayla is your bride

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #2
Undoubtedly, you must attend your own wedding personally

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #3
Nayla demands you present Gold tier Treasure or Accessory for her

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #4
An extravagant performance, or a death with a bloody accent

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops:

  • Condition: Action:
    • Self Pops:
      Nayla's family won't let you succeed so easily.
  • Condition: Action:
    • Slot #1 Pops:
      The depth of your relations with Nayla has made it unconvincing for the Sultan to allow you to break this Carnality Card.

Activation Conditions

Tips: You cannot use Carnality or Conquest Card during the wedding

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Outcome

Prior

This rite has no prior outcome.

Regular

The wedding proceeds smoothly, after Nayla's ostentatious vow of love, everyone isn't surprised by your union, even finding you two are well-matched.



Nayla flits among guests like a butterfly, her teasing never ceasing, until during a break, she fixes her gaze on you, seemingly expecting something.

Result:

Extra

You don't let her down
You clap your hands, then several slaves carry a massive jewel chest to the center. You take the specially prepared treasure out, raise it high for all to see, then hand it to Nayla. Amongst the envious stares, under the gold tier treasure’s glow, she beams a sincere smile.



"Oh, dear, there's more, isn't there?" she wrapps her arms around yours affectionately.

Result:

You take out the Gold tier Extravagance Card
Until then, the wedding could not have reached true fruition. Nayla holds the Gold tier card, with a touch of fanatical devotion in her eyes.



She laughs heartily, breaking the card for you. What can surpass this moment? Golden fragments slip from her fingers, her chin raises in pride. Look! A golden wedding, golden treasure, golden card, golden bride!



She tosses the broken card on the ground, then jumps into your arms, embracing your neck with a blazing kiss. Oh at last, at last! She becomes the unimpeachable, the first-class noblewoman!

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Action:

The tier of Extravagance Card you presented humiliated Nayla!
Nayla looks incredulously at the Extravagance Card you presented, this filthy, debased color!? This will be her lifelong blemish!!

She did not marry you merely to become an ordinary woman, a one among thousands!! If she is not the most precious — if she is not the most cherished — then why need she have done so much?

You can imagine, at this moment, she wishes she could slap you right there, but to avoid making the wedding even more embarrassing, she bottles up the anger. But just wait, ten years later, twenty years later, she will never forget the shame of this moment, and you'll face the consequences.

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Action:

You fulfilled her wish in an unexpected way.
When Nayla glimpsed the gold on the card, the delight lighting up her face made her look so innocent, so pure, so beautiful. You smilingly flipped open the card, revealing its sacrificial engraving, and the dagger hidden in your sleeve.

The woman's blood is red, is warm. Like Maggie's, like all others who’ve sacrificed for you. Before the blood cools, you broke the card, scanning the stunned guests, suddenly feeling a lightness. "Keep drinking, what are you staring at?" You smiles, raising your glass to the crowd, nonchalantly ordering melody to yet halt.

The grand money-consuming wedding is not in vain, Nayla wished to be a woman worthy of Gold-tier, and you, left with ferocious bitter after a moment of precipitous emptiness: That box no longer had Gold-tier Bloodshed Card, what excuse would you find next to stain gold with blood?

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However, what replied to her was a cold dagger.
Blood stained Nayla's lapels red, she stared incredulously at your hands, until she stopped breathing, her beautiful eyes wouldn't close in death, as if searching for an answer...



That answer bears no relation to love or warmth, those are things she long abandoned; nor to joy or happiness, for those are things she's already obtained.



Heartlessly, you pulled the dagger from her cooling body, unconcerned with blood splattered on your face. Publicly, you break the Bloodshed Card, pondering perhaps she wanted to see if this Bloodshed Card would be gold tier?

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