Rites

Devourer's Hunger

The cultists publicly announce the Cultic God will bestow blessings, providing meat to Dark Alley's poorest... You dare not imagine their confidence... or where their meat money originates.

ID: 5008173

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 0 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0

Starts Automatically: Yes

Triggers Result Automatically: No

Tag Tips: None

Tag Tips Up: None

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Actions When Wait Expires

This rite has no actions when the wait expires.

Slots

Slot #1
Raw Material

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #2
Raw Material

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #3
Raw Material

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #4
The Sultan Card you gave the cultists

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

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Outcome

Prior

This rite has no prior outcome.

Regular

Devourer's Hunger
You wake in your barren home to find blood and flesh scattered across the floor, along with tattered clothing scraps barely recognizable as belonging to their former owners. Kneeling in the crimson pool, you laugh through your tears, knowing the Cultic God has claimed these lives.

Meanwhile, cultists flood the marketplace, lavishly purchasing meat and wine to feast every vagrant, beggar, prostitute, and vendor on the street. They join hands in circles, singing and dancing, praising the Cultic God's generosity while speaking your name with admiration.

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Devourer's Hunger
You wake to discover your home stripped of valuables - gold, tools, ornaments... The newly emptied spaces marked with bloody trails. The Cultic God has taken them.

Meanwhile, cultists flood the marketplace, lavishly purchasing meat and wine to feast every vagrant, beggar, prostitute, and vendor on the street. They join hands in circles, singing and dancing, praising the Cultic God's generosity while speaking your name with admiration.

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Devourer's Hunger
You wake to find your possessions gone - gold, tools, ornaments... everything of value. The Cultic God has claimed them all.

Meanwhile, the cultists use this wealth to purchase food and drink in the marketplace. Every passerby receives a portion, but must loudly praise the Cultic God's name and speak well of you in exchange.

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Devourer's Hunger
You wake to find your possessions gone - gold, tools, ornaments... everything of value. The Cultic God has claimed them all.

Meanwhile, the cultists use this wealth to purchase food and drink in the marketplace. Every passerby receives a portion, but must loudly praise the Cultic God's name and speak well of you in exchange.

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Devourer's Hunger
You wake seemingly unchanged, save for a strange statue beside your bed... One glance reveals countless vagrants, beggars, prostitutes, peddlers - everyone on the street - tearing at each other with twisted smiles, devouring flesh while hand-in-hand, shoulder-to-shoulder, singing and dancing in praise of the Cultic God's gifts, lauding your name, then dying together...

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Extra

Squandered Favor
Hearing how you broke this Extravagance Card, the Sultan's expression darkens: "You're exhausting my favor, [player.name]." He toys with his ring, watching you coldly. "Surely you don't believe you've gained authority to assign others to this game?"

Cold sweat pours as you repeatedly deny this; another such incident would certainly cost you your head.

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Another Visit
Badriyyah wants more! She giggles, seeking a second, third card... For your own survival, you absolutely cannot oblige. She seems disappointed, though her smile never fades. "Well then, let's reframe - not you providing cards, but me helping you. That works, right?"

She settles this unilaterally.

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The cultists' ritual grants you disturbing insights into forbidden realms.

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Prayer Beads
That night, your dreams place you at their feast - tearing into flesh alongside the revelers, your bite marks matching the prayer beads adorning their necks and wrists.

Yes, yes! Exactly so! In your trance-like state, you convince yourself... No, you know with certainty: the Cultic God's blessings are sacred and bountiful. How could you not help them manifest in this world?

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