Helplessly, you drew your sword. He wouldn't sit still waiting for death either.Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: Your Physique and Combat determine your full dice count.
Low Target: 3
Low Target Tips: You need at least 3 Successes.
Rites
You knock on the presumptuous noble's door with the Sultan Card, demanding to know if he really wants to harass YOUR follower – even a slave girl.
ID: 5006636
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 3 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: No
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips: None
Tag Tips Up: Normal Result, Physique, Combat
Tag Tips Text:
Random Text: None
Random Text Up:Helplessly, you drew your sword. He wouldn't sit still waiting for death either.
Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: Your Physique and Combat determine your full dice count.
Low Target: 3
Low Target Tips: You need at least 3 Successes.
Action:
Your words made that noble tremble for a few days, but after that, without seeing any real action from you, he probably thought you were just bluffing and quickly resumed his activity in the court.
Overestimated Noble.
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
You must show up yourself
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
You can intimidate him with a Silver Bloodshed, Carnality, or Conquest Card.
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
To use a Conquest Card, you must have an army, otherwise any helpful consumable can be placed here.
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
Tips: Missing key card(s) to trigger the event
Conditions:
This rite has no prior outcome.
This rite has no regular outcome.
You slaped the Sultan Card across his face, asking if he'd like to taste it. Briefly grimacing, he clenched his fists, but then bowed to you.
"Please forgive me," he apologized submissively, though deep down still unwilling, "But you can't blame me, it was your slave girl who seduced me. She's so beautiful, she looked at me among so many people, if not showing her willing..."
Under your cold gaze, he swallowed the rest of his words.
Matters seemed to conclude in this way.
The Sultan curiously inquires what Sultan Card you brandished, then commands you to execute it.
He wants you to know he permits you to play this game, grants you these powers, but ultimately, he is the true master, and you're merely his entertainment.
He fell under your blade, ending his vile, pitiful life like a rat. Amidst the Sultan's laughter, you admitted you felt little pity for him – a man undeserving of sympathy.
You settled the matter with Inal honorably, and on returning, Maggie embraces you. She never finds you such dependable.
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You died. Everyone laughs at you, dying for a lowly slave. Only your wife and followers loyal to you weep for you.
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Though you were unwilling, you ultimately had no choice. The man jumped up terrified, dodging and fleeing across the court, captured only by the combined efforts of the guards, still desperately struggling and begging for mercy, his tears making that already unattractive face even more repulsive, and with that smelly, suspicious liquid dripping down between his legs.
Alas, was it worth it? Unlike you, he had not accustomed himself to accepting these things... Though, perhaps he should find it fortunate, at least, that he won't die. Such a man's flavor was hardly appealing... After a perfunctory ordeal, your grim face at last elicited a subtle smile from the Sultan.
Even Maggie, upon hearing, couldn't criticize you harshly. What could be said... at least you resolved the affair with Inal. Rumor had it that the noble, having lost his face, left the capital overnight.
You just wished whatever wind carried him away carry you with too.
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His family, his lands, his dignity, all that he could boast of were ruthlessly crushed. The Sultan smiled, enjoying what he saw, moreover delighted by your army. Oh, what army! He watched as if a child rejuvinated in a toy he had long grown bored of. The Sultan's gaze pierced your back until you left the Court. He'll crush it all for amusement when you are most absorbed in it, just wait... ha ha.
Though it brought much bloodshed, you sided with Inal to resolve the issue. Maggie doesn't blame you much... if anyone's to blame, blame the Sultan.
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