Rites

Heart-to-Heart at the Cemetery

At your family cemetery, atop a hill on the outskirts, an elegant mausoleum adorned with mosaics and marble stands quietly. Though not tall—half-buried underground—it spreads wide, a testament to your family's flourishing lineage. And there, Arzuna waits for you.

ID: 5008238

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 1 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

Actions When Wait Expires

Result:

Action:

Slots

Slot #1
Arzuna

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #2
You must attend the appointment in person.

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #3
You can bring Maggie along.

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

  • Type = Character
  • Tag (Wife) = 1

Pops: None

Slot #4
Let me break a card before you run.

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

  • Type = Sultan Card
  • Rarity ≤ Silver
  • Tag (Carnality) = 1

Pops: None

Activation Conditions

This rite has no activation conditions.

Outcome

Prior

This rite has no prior outcome.

Regular

Courtier and Dancer
Candles flickered around Arzuna as she cradled a clay urn.

"My mother dreamed of being buried here. All it took was a bit of money and showing the old gravekeeper some proof... Easy as that." She shrugged, her sweet face twisted in the candlelight. "Women are strange, aren't they? She hated that man, and yet wanted to lie next to him."

You realized the urn likely held her mother's ashes.

"I have a question for you—here, in front of my mother's and your father's tombs. Oh, he's not here, but not far away, I suppose," Arzuna said, her gaze drifting away. "We're both children of the same man. In the end, you've become a powerful noble, and I... a dancer for others' pleasure. Why? My brother, what decides a person's fate?"

You fell silent, then sighed deeply. "I don't know. But what's the difference between a noble and a dancer? When you please guests, I'm trying to please the Sultan. When you earn your coins, I earn another day of life. Who truly lives better? Perhaps we both feel fate is unfair. But it doesn't matter, Arzuna, my sister. After we die, we'll equally lie beneath stones and dirt. So... instead of dwelling on 'why this cursed fate chose me,' what matters is living our days well and chasing the happiness that belongs only to us."

Arzuna froze, eyes wide. "Did you save me from the Sultan with an eloquent talk like that? Equally lie beneath stones and dirt? Live our days well? I... I..." She looked down at her hands, lost. "I'll grow old, my legs won't obey, and my ears won't catch the drum... So I should dance while I still can and enjoy myself now, right?"

Before you could answer, she shook her head sharply, eyes blazing. "That's just an excuse, isn't it? What if I leave you because of it? Would you still think this way?"

"I've never tried to bind you," you said. "I'm glad you came to help. If you decide to leave, I'll still wish you well."

She went quiet, staring at the urn in her hands, then at the candles burning around. Finally, she lowered her head. "Leave me here. I need some time to think it through. Until I do, I'll still be a useful piece in your game."

You nodded and stepped out of the dim mausoleum.

Conditions:

Result:

Action:

Family Debt
After a brief exchange with the gravekeeper, you and Maggie followed this old man into the dim mausoleum.

In the most forgotten corner, you found Arzuna. She was placing a clay urn into a hastily made coffin. Seeing you, she lifted it and revealed its engravings.

"I paid for this sliver of ground," Arzuna said. "This is my mother's ashes... She wanted to be buried here. Strange, isn't it? She hated that man, yet still wished to lie beside him."

A thin, mocking smile touched her lips as she glanced at Maggie. "Are you not angry? This glorious mausoleum will house a lowly dancer. A dishonored concubine."

Before you could rebuke Arzuna, Maggie stepped forward. Her tender gaze fell upon the small urn. "All I see is a woman consumed by love unto death," she said softly. "If there is shame here, it is not hers."

"You are always so kind, Lady Maggie!" Arzuna laughed. "I can't even hate you. I meant to hate you fiercely—to wound you deeply!"

Before your eyes, she set the urn in place and closed the coffin. From her sleeve, she took a strip of sandalwood, her mother's name written in heavy black ink: Tumkaba. She fit it into the hollow atop the lid, securing it with a firm click.

"Now I owe her nothing. For what she gave me, I've returned to her." Arzuna rose, her back to you. "She made me swear revenge on the man who deceived her and on his entire house. But I cannot harm the kind... If I did, I would be no different from him."

Together, you left the darkness of the mausoleum and stepped once more into the sun.

Conditions:

Result:

Action:

Join This Family for Real
You found Arzuna deep in the mausoleum with little effort. She cradled a clay urn, likely holding her mother's ashes. But none of that mattered. The moment you revealed the sinister Sultan Card, shadows stirred as if the mausoleum itself had awakened. Long-buried secrets and ancestral scandals—every hidden sin of the noble family—rose from the darkness.

Ah, which ancient, noble house was without its share of disgrace? It was these very sins that kept their line alive. One by one, black specters emerged in the flickering candlelight, surrounding you to witness a new crime etched into the family legacy.

Arzuna's eyes were wide with terror. She trembled, stumbling backward. The urn slipped from her hands, shattering on the ground. Amid the ashes, you claimed her, carving the most searing humiliation into her soul...

Finally, laughing wildly, you let her flee. Wherever she ran, she was yours forever now—and the Sultan Card's magic would record every detail.

Conditions:

Result:

Join This Family for Real
You and Maggie found Arzuna deep in the mausoleum with little effort. Arzuna cradled a clay urn, likely holding her mother's ashes. But none of that mattered. The moment you revealed the sinister Sultan Card, shadows stirred as if the mausoleum itself had awakened. Long-buried secrets and ancestral scandals—every hidden sin of the noble family—rose from the darkness.

Ah, which ancient, noble house was without its share of disgrace? It was these very sins that kept their line alive. One by one, black specters emerged in the flickering candlelight, surrounding you to witness a new crime etched into the family legacy.

Maggie screamed and struggled, trying to stop you, but the shadows compelled her to watch... Arzuna's eyes were wide with terror. She trembled, stumbling backward. The urn slipped from her hands, shattering on the ground. Amid the ashes, you claimed her, carving the most searing humiliation into her soul...

Finally, you ordered your servants to carry the two desperate women back home. Your mind already turned to how you would flaunt your marks—scratches, bites, and ecstasy—to the Sultan the next day.

Conditions:

Result:

Extra

This rite has no extra outcome.

References

Referenced in Effects

This rite is used in effects for the following entities.

Events
一个奇怪的请求
Rites
The Missing Dancer