Rites

Encouragement

Faraj is like a rapidly growing hound – wise and brave, longing for your praise.

ID: 5008007

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: None

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Random Text: None

Random Text Up: None

Actions When Wait Expires

This rite has no actions when the wait expires.

Slots

Slot #1
Faraj expects your encouragement.

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #2
Praise his broad knowledge.

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #3
Praise his splendid appearance.

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #4
Praise his strong arms.

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Activation Conditions

Tips: Faraj yearns for your affirmation – yours.

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Outcome

Prior

This rite has no prior outcome.

Regular

This rite has no regular outcome.

Extra

The three of you enjoy drinks and lively conversation, laughing and talking as the moonlit night unfolds.
You talk and talk, and by the end, it's clear that Faraj has had a bit too much to drink. His moist eyes fix themselves on you. In the haze of drunkenness and the illusions it brings, he feels for the first time that he is one of you – perhaps one of you and Maggie – the kind of person he once admired and looked up to.

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Result:

The three of you enjoy drinks and lively conversation, laughing and talking as the moonlit night unfolds.
You talk and talk, and by the end, it's clear that Faraj has had a bit too much to drink. His moist eyes fix themselves on you. In the haze of drunkenness and the illusions it brings, he feels for the first time that he is one of you – perhaps one of you and Maggie – the kind of person he once admired and looked up to.

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Result:

The three of you enjoy drinks and lively conversation, laughing and talking as the moonlit night unfolds.
You talk and talk, and by the end, it's clear that Faraj has had a bit too much to drink. His moist eyes fix themselves on you. In the haze of drunkenness and the illusions it brings, he feels for the first time that he is one of you – perhaps one of you and Maggie – the kind of person he once admired and looked up to.

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Result:

You often inspire me.
This is the highest praise one person can give to another.



You can see him smiling, trying hard to suppress it, making every effort to keep himself from becoming too ecstatic. Yet the gleam in his eyes betrays him.



"Your wisdom lights the candle of my intellect, [player.name]," he says, gazing at you with adoration, though a hint of other, hidden emotions lingers in his expression.

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I am only meant to stand by your side, blade in hand.
You praised him as a true and just courtier, someone whose future is undoubtedly brighter than your own. He seemed shy and bashful, but you’re certain he allowed himself, for just a moment, to imagine you serving as his follower… Well, perhaps there were other thoughts too – who's to say?

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You communicate with actions, not words, like men do through strength.
He seizes the opportunity and throws you over his shoulder, slamming you to the ground – oil and sweat glisten on your bodies, like a symbol of pure brotherly camaraderie.

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