Rites

God, Please Descent!

Badriyyah leads you to a shadowy chamber, smiling with fevered eyes as she tells you she has found a way to summon her master's arrival. Behind her, cold and putrid stenches seep from the doorway like her familiar black herb juice... but ten, a hundred times more concentrated.

She generously offers you a chance to "share this joy," though you clearly understand that if you wish to stop her, now is your only opportunity.

ID: 5008181

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 7 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 1

Starts Automatically: No

Triggers Result Automatically: No

Tag Tips: None

Tag Tips Up: None

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Actions When Wait Expires

Slots

Slot #1
Badriyyah

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #2
You must attend the appointment in person.

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

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This rite has no activation conditions.

Outcome

Prior

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Regular

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Extra

Palm Stain
Before you can speak, Badriyyah draws close and takes your hand, stroking the ink blot in your palm.

It has grown larger, now resembling a quill dipped in ink and flung across your skin.

"How beautiful it is..." Badriyyah gazes at the mark with fascination, "Like the sun, like mud, like an eye. This is my master's personal mark upon you. They carved one into me as well, but none so beautiful as yours."

She points to the large crescent tattoo on her forehead.

"You are the Cultic God's beloved child, and you shall witness greater wonders yet."

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Palm Stain
Before you can speak, Badriyyah draws close and takes your hand, stroking the ink blot in your palm.

It has grown larger, now resembling a quill dipped in ink and flung across your skin.

"How beautiful it is..." Badriyyah gazes at the mark with fascination, "Like the sun, like mud, like an eye. This is my master's personal mark upon you. They carved one into me as well, but none so beautiful as yours."

She points to the large crescent tattoo on her forehead.

"You are the Cultic God's beloved child, and you shall witness greater wonders yet."

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What Miracles?
Your mind holds no divine image - to you, They are merely a place for "exchange," where you offer blood and receive wondrous powers in return, nothing more. Hearing this, Badriyyah erupts in laughter, and when it subsides she says: "I admit you speak truly, but our master can do so much more than that."

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Purity Whispers
You confess to Badriyyah that through repeated contemplation, dreams, suffering, and struggle, you've touched goodness's phantom, heard Purist whispers... Badriyyah's warmth leaves you, making you shiver involuntarily. She laughs with cold contempt, "Now you know - compared to our master, that thing is merely a perverted sadist, nothing more."

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Master of Light and Purity
You suddenly grasp Badriyyah's hand, staring into this exiled demon's devotee. You tell her of the visitor in your dreams, that most pure and holy sovereign. As you speak, a phantasm of light and flame suddenly fills this dim chamber - merely hearing a name, a description, and Badriyyah is burned. Her face pales, making the tattoo on her brow appear even darker - yet her eyes show no fear, blasphemous curses flowing endlessly from her lips - pervert, sadist, tyrant, and more - until this brief vision completely fades.

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World's End
You suddenly laugh - no fear, no grief - telling Badriyyah you have unveiled that ancient and immaculate deity's true nature - They have long since been worn away and maddened by endless ages! What purity, what perfection - nothing but erasure, destruction!!!

Badriyyah roars with laughter - so that's it! So that's it! The Cultic God's enemy is just such a monster! But ah, but - this world will be overthrown by it, scrubbed to nauseating whiteness, rather than led by the Cultic God into sweet eternal darkness - how tragic!

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Cultic God Whispers
You smile and tell Badriyyah that in some dreams, you feel darkness's gentle embrace, have been kissed by evil's lips, held tight by the Cultic God's hands...

Badriyyah's eyes shine as she looks at you, seemingly more certain of her earlier assessment: "Embrace it, welcome it, dear [player.name], surely some most powerful Cultic God belongs to you alone."

Her voice carries dense enchantment, like phosphorescent flames dancing in darkness, "How many wandering Cultic Gods hunger to feed on your card game's power, yet none dare act... Heh..." She hums with soft laughter, flicking the Sultan Card in your chest, producing a long, crisp sound, " - You belong to Them... This was written long ago."

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The Creator
You grasp Badriyyah's hands tightly, joyfully telling her that an eternal Creator, supreme among all exiled Cultic Gods, once descended in your dreams, and in infinite darkness you beheld Their countenance - such perfection, such magnificence!

Badriyyah's hands tremble slightly beneath yours, her eyes filling with tears at this incomparable, magnificent divine vision!

"I knew it, I knew it!" She stares at you, speaking incoherently, "I knew it - how many wandering Cultic Gods hunger to feed on your card game's power, yet none dare act... because you belong to Them! This was written long ago."

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World Shall Submit
Miracles? You suddenly laugh - exhausted beyond measure, sorrowful beyond words - telling Badriyyah you have long seen that greatest Cultic God's true face - beneath creation's facade lies nothing but a bottle of putrid, muddy, viscous ink. They would paint this world, devour this world, and yes, destroy this world.

Hearing your words, Badriyyah weeps, but these tears hold neither despair nor pain - quite the opposite, her lips curve upward, her face radiating unprecedented relief and joy: the god and Their believers alike have suffered too much, and what They intend to do is the same - destroy this world! Wonderful!

Without hesitation she grasps your hand, staring straight at you through her tears: "I knew it, I knew it!" She stares at you, speaking incoherently, "I knew it - how many wandering Cultic Gods hunger to feed on your card game's power, yet none dare act... because you belong to Them! This was written long ago."

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Evil Cannot Prevail
Badriyyah stares at you for a long time, seemingly unable to believe you would side with those hypocrites. But you remain so resolute, so unwavering, that finally she spits hatefully and storms away in anger.

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An Ultimate Purification
What could be more important than welcoming the Immaculate Purity's descent? Whether They grant the world grace or destruction... who has the right to question a god?!

Badriyyah is stunned by your fervor. She freezes for a long moment before laughing strangely. "Ha ha, ha ha...! Fine then, let us be enemies! Let's see who's faster!" After speaking, she spits harshly and departs with head held high.

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Traitor to Night
Badriyyah cannot accept that you can clearly hear the Cultic God's revelations yet side with Their enemy!

She nearly leaps with rage, cursing you with every foul word she's ever learned. She even grabs your hand trying to scrub away the ink stain in your palm - but that's impossible. As she scrubs and scrubs, realizing this truth, she suddenly laughs again. "Ha! Ha! Fine, rest assured, the Purists can never compete with the Cultic God. Let's see what fate awaits you! Let's see if your god will save you!" She claps and laughs endlessly, departing with great interest.

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Night's Prey
Almost the moment you reveal your faith, Badriyyah begins laughing uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face as she nearly doubles over: "Wait, wait, what did you say? Ha ha... You worship that sadist? Ha ha ha ha!!"

She caresses your cold face, cupping your chin in both hands, giving you a moist kiss: "Wonderful, [player.name], I eagerly await when our sovereign, our master of night descends, to see how your broken faith can save you. I'll stay by your side, anticipating that day."

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Blind Believer
Faith has never needed reasons, and Badriyyah doesn't intend to convince you. She simply taps the ink stain in your palm and smiles meaningfully - like a blessing, like a curse - then departs.

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Nothing to Fear
"What is that to us?" She shows you her hands soaked in thick black herb juice, the cold liquid spreading across your brow and face as her voice becomes low and gentle, "I speak no words of blessing, we do not; for blessings always concern money, longevity, health and such things; but living in this world itself is a curse, so I do not bless you. I hope you rejoice each day, that tomorrow exceeds today in joy, that the third day doubles the second's happiness! Then, I hope you soon find pleasures worth dying for, soon escape life's servitude."

She studies you and smiles again, "It won't be long - wait and see, you'll soon escape those nauseating voices."

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The Polluter
Silent darkness embraces and soothes you both. Soon Badriyyah calms down. Her hands work constantly in a basin of foul black liquid before she speaks: "Do you know about Aether? The priests guard it fiercely - it's very important... and I happen to know how to contaminate it. With luck, perhaps I can directly solve that thing in your dreams." She smiles mysteriously but refuses to say more.

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Endless Joy
You and Badriyyah together praise night's dark master, the strongest, most concentrated evil among the exiled Cultic Gods. She shows you her hands soaked in thick black herb juice, the cold liquid spreading across your brow and face as her voice becomes low and gentle, "I speak no words of blessing, we do not; for blessings always concern money, longevity, health and such things; but living in this world itself is a curse, so I do not bless you. I hope you rejoice each day, that tomorrow exceeds today in joy, that the third day doubles the second's happiness! Then, I hope you soon find pleasures worth dying for, soon escape life's servitude."

She studies you and smiles again, "The wait won't be long, be assured."

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Birth Cradle
You and Badriyyah together praise that greatest destruction, that greatest ending, for you know the Cultic God will descend - no, They are about to descend!

Tears of happiness flow endlessly as Badriyyah kneels before you, excitedly grasping your hands, pressing her face against the ink stain in your palm. "Please let me become the cradle for the Cultic God's birth! This would be my greatest glory."

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Blind Faith
Your mortal eyes cannot see the divine countenance - no matter. Many cultists like you surround Badriyyah, and it doesn't matter. She smiles and takes your hand. She can see, she will guide, she will summon that great Cultic God's descent! When that time comes, you can all escape life's servitude together, sharing in that sweet and gentle eternal sleep.

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