Result:
- Adjust Tag (beevil) of Slot #1: Add 1
Action:
- Prompt:
You forgot the matter entirely—and soon whispers spread across court and city: that you were too miserly to lend out even a single slave girl...
Rites
A noble asks to borrow your dancer Arzuna for his banquet, speaking as if she's nothing more than a slave girl in your house.
ID: 5008231
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 7 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: No
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips: None
Tag Tips Up: None
Tag Tips Text:
Random Text: None
Random Text Up: None
Result:
Action:
You forgot the matter entirely—and soon whispers spread across court and city: that you were too miserly to lend out even a single slave girl...
The nobles are eager to see Arzuna's dance.
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
How about having a noblewoman attend with her?
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
How about having a servant by her side?
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
How about taking care of her dressing?
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
Tips: Will you let her face it all alone, or arrange everything for her?
Conditions:
- Any
- All
- Slot #1 = 1
- Not Slot #2 = 1
- Not Slot #3 = 1
- Not Slot #4 = 1
- All
- Slot #1 = 1
- Slot #2 = 1
- Slot #3 = 1
- Slot #4 = 1
This rite has no prior outcome.
You had Arzuna summoned, arrogantly commanding her to perform at the noble's banquet—dazzle them and keep your honor intact. You even wrote to the noble, asking him to tolerate your "humble dancer".
Arzuna knelt and smiled, obediently replying, "Whatever you wish, my lord."
That day, Arzuna delivered a flawless dance at the noble's estate. Praise erupted like a tide. Everyone assumed it to be a bold show of your influence, and you were perfectly satisfied. As for whether Arzuna enjoyed it? What did that matter to you?
Conditions:
Result:
Action:
You relayed the noble's invitation to Arzuna word for word, asking if she would accept.
She raised an eyebrow. "I thought you'd accept for me. After all, everyone sees me as your dancer, your slave girl." She spoke as if it mattered little, toying with the bangles on her wrist. "I love dancing, but... hmm... I worry I might tarnish your reputation. What do you think—would I?"
Without hesitation, you told her that having a passion was a rare gift. If she liked to dance for others, why hold back? And your reputation? It should mean the least to her. Nothing should restrict her freedom to follow her heart.
Arzuna paused, stunned, before bowing deeply. "I will be there, my brother. And I will not bring you shame." She had never seemed so earnest.
Conditions:
Maggie, already invited to the banquet, couldn't suppress a smile as she watched you fumble through your hesitant request.
"Alright, I understand. I'll take care of Arzuna."
And so, Arzuna went, dazed, linked arm in arm with Maggie into the noble's estate. Under [s3.name]'s hands, she stiffly applied the newly bought rouge... Being waited on didn't suit her one bit! She had always prepared herself alone.
The noble was stunned, nervously probing her identity, too wary to show the slightest disdain. After all, what slave girl could have the company of a mistress?
It was a flawless performance. Beyond the applause, there was no disruptive noise, intrusive gazes, or malicious teasing—none of the petty cruelties she had assumed she'd endure forever. Arzuna had never known such pure admiration, and it was all because of Maggie and you. She held back tears as she took her bow, later raising a glass to Maggie with sincere gratitude.
Conditions:
Result:
Action:
At the noble's estate, Arzuna delivered a flawless dance. When the music ended, whispers rippled through the crowd, speculating about the beautiful dancer—look at her, in her expensive silks and vivid rouge, even attended by a servant. Heaven, how favored she must be! Was she your new slave girl? Or some woman you had taken a fancy to?
"That's enough." Amid the chatter, [s2.name] set down her glass with a cold, decisive weight. "If you wish to provoke Lord [player.name], go ahead. Let's guess how many more cards of Bloodshed or Conquest remain in the deck."
As if to memorize them all, she scanned every man present. They shrank under her gaze, none daring to meet her eyes. She snorted lightly, then stepped onto the stage and took Arzuna's hand. "Let's go."
Sheltered at her side, Arzuna lowered her head and nodded softly, concealing the tender flicker of surprise in her heart.
Conditions:
Result:
Action:
This rite is used in effects for the following entities.