Wait... something feels off.Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: Your Stealth and Survival determine your full dice count.
Low Target: 3
Low Target Tips: You need at least 3 Successes.
Rites
Nawfal's library is located in a cool, dry cellar directly beneath the residence. He allows you only a brief stay within its depths.
ID: 5006720
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 1 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: No
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips: None
Tag Tips Up: Normal Result, Stealth, Survival
Tag Tips Text:
Random Text: None
Random Text Up:Wait... something feels off.
Type: Normal Result
Type Tips: Your Stealth and Survival determine your full dice count.
Low Target: 3
Low Target Tips: You need at least 3 Successes.
Action:
You were called away on short notice and lost a rare chance. Asal couldn't be bothered: he roamed Nawfal's library alone, practically glowing with joy, and only parted from the beloved tomes when the servants came to send him off.
Asal Granted Access to Nawfal's Vault
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: Yes
Conditions:
Pops: None
You Granted Access to Nawfal's Vault
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
Consumables useful
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
This rite has no activation conditions.
This rite has no prior outcome.
This rite has no regular outcome.
The cellar has a few small windows at the top that let in shafts of light. Through them, you can just make out the titles of the surrounding books.
There are roughly dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of bookshelves here, each with three tiers, all packed with books. You drift through that ocean of knowledge. The scent of paper fills your nostrils, and your eyes gradually adjust to the dim light. Beside you, Asal moves in silence, scanning titles with feverish speed.
Poetry. Reason. History. Logic. Hymns. Elegies.
Nawfal's library is a wonder to behold, a hoard of wisdom gathered across ages. Even without time to read, simply standing among these relics feels like witnessing a miracle.
Result:
Time slips away unnoticed. A servant opens the door, lantern in hand, politely reminding you that your candle's hour has passed. He does not step inside, perhaps fearing a single spark might doom this treasury of words.
You turn to leave, calling for Asal. He hurries after you, sweat beading on his brow...
As he draws near, you notice a strange bulge beneath his robe. Your eyes linger for just a moment—enough to make him fidget, wiping his face in nervous haste...
Conditions:
Action:
You say nothing. He exhales in relief and follows you out into the corridor. The two of you leave without bidding Nawfal farewell, guided back toward the surface by the servant's dim light.
Conditions:
Action:
This rite is used as an event trigger for the following events.
Should we stop him?