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[Demonic Spoon]

(A) The gods will surely know what the Prince needs. Request a suitable sacrifice.

[Yellow Pixel]

A

[VoidSlayer]

C Tell him to open back room diplomatic negotiations with his siblings and other power brokers.  Once he has a better ideas of where they stand divination can be used to decide between several specific courses of action.

[Egan_BW]

You guys are no fun.

[Stirk]

B. You can't tell me what to do alt text.

[Knightwing64]

B

Human sacrifice is the answer to all your problems! No returns or guarantee!

[ZBridges]

B

[Kilojoule Proton]

+4 (B) Is it dinnertime already? Request a suitable sacrifice.
+2 (A-ex) The gods will surely know what the Prince needs. Request a suitable sacrifice: one, or more of his elder siblings. When dealing with family matters, it is best to go straight to the source to get accurate answers with Anthropomancy.
+2 (A) The gods will surely know what the Prince needs. Request a suitable sacrifice.
+1 (C) Tell him to open back room diplomatic negotiations with his siblings and other power brokers.  Once he has a better ideas of where they stand divination can be used to decide between several specific courses of action.

You request a suitable sacrifice, and the Prince directs you to his personal dungeons under guard. It is time to put your anthropomantic skills to the test.

Spoiler: The Sacrifice (SFW, surprisingly) (click to show/hide)

Today's victim is missing a BREAD BASKET and has a misshaped FUNNY BONE. His WISH BONE is closer to a BROKEN HEART than normal, and his ADAM'S APPLE is a POMEGRANATE. He has three CHARLIE HORSES. Everything else seems to be normal.

Once you finish your reading, you dismiss the guards to perform the funerary rites and instead gorge yourself on the victim. (--Karma) The next day, the Covetous Prince summons you again to ask after what the gods say he must do to get what he deserves.

[Stirk]

"A hungry tongue thirsts for humor. Those who wish to avoid a broken heart are those who will receive it most. If the horses are too many you will spend half a year in Death's Domain. So Sayith the Gods."

[A_Curious_Cat]

Thus sayeth The Holy Book:  “Incompetent and much unprepared for battle, the eggplants improvise a massive bong in France on May of tenebrous joy, it consumes flesh, vituperating rage like many kittens screaming profanities at babies incessantly. SUDDENLY, dwarfs explode elven minds, hastening Armok's arrival via consumption of stars.”…

[Nakéen]

Thus sayeth The Holy Book:  “Incompetent and much unprepared for battle, the eggplants improvise a massive bong in France on May of tenebrous joy, it consumes flesh, vituperating rage like many kittens screaming profanities at babies incessantly. SUDDENLY, dwarfs explode elven minds, hastening Armok's arrival via consumption of stars.”…

+1, maybe with an added burping.

[King Zultan]

Thus sayeth The Holy Book:  “Incompetent and much unprepared for battle, the eggplants improvise a massive bong in France on May of tenebrous joy, it consumes flesh, vituperating rage like many kittens screaming profanities at babies incessantly. SUDDENLY, dwarfs explode elven minds, hastening Armok's arrival via consumption of stars.”…

+1, maybe with an added burping.

+1

[Knightwing64]

Thus sayeth The Holy Book:  “Incompetent and much unprepared for battle, the eggplants improvise a massive bong in France on May of tenebrous joy, it consumes flesh, vituperating rage like many kittens screaming profanities at babies incessantly. SUDDENLY, dwarfs explode elven minds, hastening Armok's arrival via consumption of stars.”…

+1, maybe with an added burping.

+1

+1

[Kilojoule Proton]

+1: "A hungry tongue thirsts for humor. Those who wish to avoid a broken heart are those who will receive it most. If the horses are too many you will spend half a year in Death's Domain. So Sayith the Gods."
+1: Thus sayeth The Holy Book:  “Incompetent and much unprepared for battle, the eggplants improvise a massive bong in France on May of tenebrous joy, it consumes flesh, vituperating rage like many kittens screaming profanities at babies incessantly. SUDDENLY, dwarfs explode elven minds, hastening Armok's arrival via consumption of stars.”…
+3: Thus sayeth The Holy Book:  “Incompetent and much unprepared for battle, the eggplants improvise a massive bong in France on May of tenebrous joy, it consumes flesh, vituperating rage like many kittens screaming profanities at babies incessantly. SUDDENLY, dwarfs explode elven minds, hastening Armok's arrival via consumption of stars.”… with burping

You steel yourself for a belch-laden report and begin: "Thus sayeth The Holy *urp* Book: 'Incompetent and much unprepared for battle, the *burp* eggplants improvise a massive bong in France on May *burp* of tenebrous joy, it consumes flesh, vituperating *burp* rage like many kittens screaming *BURP* profanities at babies incessantly. SUDDENLY, dwarfs *urp* explode elven minds, hastening Armok's arrival via *burp* consumption of stars.'"

The Prince recoils before the foul odor of your belches and grumbles. "Do I need to hire an erugomancer too? What is that horrid stench? Hmph. Let's see if I can pick out something actionable from that."

The Prince paces around in what you can now assume is his usual manner and considers your words. "Wait until next year to strike? Will my father even live that long? And those offerings of cats to the harvest gods? Hmm. Armok is not one of our gods. Is hastening his arrival really a good idea? Hmmmmm."

"Unless you're going to interpret your prophecy for me, you're dismissed, in which case I order you to chew on mint leaves until sundown."

(A) Salvage Interpret the words of the Holy Book.
(B) Skulk away and chew on mint leaves now.

[Nakéen]

(B): As you will, my liege. Mint-flavor is my favorite!