You follow the sparse leads deeper...Type: Fight Result
Type Tips: The number of dice provided by your Wisdom and Stealth is affected by the enemy's Physique and Combat.
Low Target: 7
Low Target Tips: You need at least 7 Success to gain something.
Rites
A vengeful ghost wanders at midnight... Without intervention, the death toll will only rise.
ID: 5008125
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 1 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: Yes
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips Up: Normal Result, Stealth, Wisdom
Tag Tips Text:
Random Text: None
Random Text Up:You follow the sparse leads deeper...
Type: Fight Result
Type Tips: The number of dice provided by your Wisdom and Stealth is affected by the enemy's Physique and Combat.
Low Target: 7
Low Target Tips: You need at least 7 Success to gain something.
This rite has no actions when the wait expires.
Souls Under the Sword
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
You can go yourself, or send any follower to investigate
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
You can go yourself, or send any follower to investigate
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
Anything you find useful
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
This rite has no activation conditions.
The Roaming Swordsman silently watches you. This time, he doesn't leave when commanded, coldly stating:
"You cannot stop me."
Conditions:
Action:
Eight corpses, eight faces frozen in terror and anguish. With minimal reflection, you recall sharing drinks with them once - what were you discussing then? You've somewhat forgotten.
Conditions:
Action:
Consequently, another victim falls to the blade tonight.
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Result:
Action:
Consequently, another victim falls to the blade tonight.
Conditions:
Result:
Action:
You arrive at the scene before the killer departs. He's prying open a mercenary's mouth, seemingly intent on cutting out the still-pleading tongue...
The face is familiar - recently, this wandering swordsman worked under your roof. You stare at each other, uncertain whether to apprehend him or question his motives.
He coldly regards you. "I avenge the nine princesses of Hukakasus," he says. "For my nine disgraced sisters."
His sword hand shifts slightly, turning the blood-stained, sharp blade slowly toward you. "[player.name], you too dishonored them."
Conditions:
Action:
You arrive at the scene before the killer departs. He's prying open a mercenary's mouth, seemingly intent on cutting out the still-pleading tongue...
The face is unfamiliar, with exceptionally fierce features and eyes burning with cold rage. He coldly regards you, offering no explanation, merely shifting his sword hand slightly, turning the blood-stained, sharp blade slowly toward you all.
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Action:
This rite has no extra outcome.