Taunt the Viscountess of the Viric Jungle

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From: The Viscountess of the Viric Jungle


For all her hoity-toity manners, her fancy title, her little fan club - how is she any more than a spoiled pet?


Challenge information

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  • 18 - very chancy (43%)
  • 22 - chancy (52%)
  • 26 - modest (62%)
  • 30 - very modest (72%)
  • 34 - low-risk (81%)
  • 38 - straightforward (91%)
  • 42 - straightforward (100%)

Success

Quickly hushed laughter

You were largely ignored until you said the word 'pet'[…] […] stays at the Shopkeeper in Viric's home […] others do all her campaign work[…]

That night, a tiger walks alongside you as you sleep[…] The creature makes a point of protecting you[…]

Description summary:
You made a rather irreverent argument about the Viscountess - which she and other Neath felines likely heard. Fortunately, for you, a tiger decides to escort your dream-self during one night's dreaming, without whom you would have been vulnerable to the dream-threats that the Viscountess has warned about.

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Failure

Not got the crowd with you

You were largely ignored until you said the word 'pet'. […] you've gone too far.

The Viscountess seems unfazed by your remarks. However, that night, you suffered through dreams of thorns, […]. Not all of the injuries fade when you wake.

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