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Post by Gamemaster on Feb 12, 2006 0:20:29 GMT -7
Waleed raised his right hand in a sign of greeting and to show he had no weapon in it. "Excuse me, who is this woman you speak of?" "You had a young woman with you, effendi..." someone called out hesitantly from the crowd.
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Post by Waleed Ibn Alurah on Feb 12, 2006 14:45:05 GMT -7
"Ah yes," Waleed replied, rubbing his chin. "Dark hair, about this high," holding his hand out at about the height that Keesha was, "smells of garlic and has a face like a frying pan?" Waleed could barely stifle the laughter trying to erupt from his throat.
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Post by Gamemaster on Feb 13, 2006 17:07:21 GMT -7
"Ah yes," Waleed replied, rubbing his chin. "Dark hair, about this high," holding his hand out at about the height that Keesha was, "smells of garlic and has a face like a frying pan?" Waleed could barely stifle the laughter trying to erupt from his throat. There was a moment of confused silence. The old lady had stopped, but now snorted and resumed pushing her way through the small crowd. "No, effendi," an old dockworker said hasitily. "Another young woman, effendi." He then described Keesha.
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Post by Waleed Ibn Alurah on Feb 14, 2006 2:05:52 GMT -7
Waleed feigned a perplexed look, "Hmm, well, that was the woman I was talking about... perhaps we differ in our assesment of her physical attributes, but there is no question she reeks of garlic. An unholy alliance that smell when coupled with not bathing for a month on the high seas." Waleed let out a sigh and shook his head, all the while laughing inside at the mischevious disparragement he was making at Keesha's expense. "Well, anyways, yes, she is a member of my group. Has she done any wrong to someone here?"
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Post by Gamemaster on Feb 14, 2006 11:50:32 GMT -7
A ripple of excitement passed through the crowd.
"Nothing wrong." "No." "Wait Noora!"
The old lady turned and made her way back to the front of the small crowd.
"Forgive them sir," she sighed. "They are convinced the young woman is someone who long ago went missing from my household. It is without doubt a coincidence, but they insisted I come and see the family resemblance. If it is not too much trouble, I would see this girl." She let loose a long exasperated sigh. "Perhaps then they would leave us in peace to finish our day's tasks."
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Post by Waleed Ibn Alurah on Feb 14, 2006 15:13:16 GMT -7
Waleed nodded and replied, "Let me go look for her, I shall return shortly." The young dilletante turned and walked back into the Jasmine Dream.
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Post by Keesha on Feb 14, 2006 15:22:50 GMT -7
Looking at the apparent conmotion around the inn, she decides to trace back her steps and approach the inn. As she gets close to it, she decides to stay behind the crowd covering herself with her clothings to figure out what is going on first.
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Post by Gamemaster on Feb 14, 2006 15:33:28 GMT -7
The merchant Lakshman strode out of the inn adjusting his red turban and picking a bit of something or another out of his teeth. He paused at the sight of the gathered newcomers and locals. "So many laborers in need of work? Or beggars who descend like vultures on a carcass?"
The old Noora gestured derisively at the merchant. "This does not concern you, Lakshman."
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Post by Keesha on Feb 15, 2006 12:11:03 GMT -7
Noticing something strange on the crowd, she orders Eakon to circle above them - knowing that her friends will recognize that as a sign that she is nearby.
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Post by maher on Feb 15, 2006 17:33:52 GMT -7
Maher, watching Waleed going to find Keesha, and Ya'qub just standing a good distance from Maher.
Maher noticed a bird, in-fact, It's Keesha's! Maher walked close to Ya'gub and whispered to him and said" look up, It's Kess's Eakon".
Maher started over to also tell Waleed.
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Post by saqir on Feb 15, 2006 20:02:25 GMT -7
Saqir's falcon darted past Eakon, twirling in flight to meet the other bird in the air. He flashed past again, quite harmlessly, then turned and dropped like a rock for Saqir's glove, just as he arrived at a jog at the rear of the crowd. He scanned it quickly. He saw his travelling companions at the middle of a large crowd, less the woman.... Who he then spotted at the rear of the crowd. He headed towards her, using his height to keep her in sight and forge a path through the jumble.
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Post by Ya'qub on Feb 16, 2006 9:58:55 GMT -7
Maher started over to also tell Waleed. Ya'qub plucked Maher's sleeve. "Hold a bit," he whispered. "Let this play out a little more. We don't want to give our hand away before we have to play it."
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Post by Waleed Ibn Alurah on Feb 16, 2006 10:10:00 GMT -7
Waleed returned from his fruitless search emptyhanded and was about to address the gathering crowd until he spied Keesha's falcon. Looking about carefully, Waleed spied the woman at the back of the crowd, trying to remain incognito. "There she is" Waleed said pointing directly at Keesha. He knew she could take care of herself and what did she have to fear from an old woman, except maybe some horrendous curse. Waleed smiled.
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Post by Keesha on Feb 17, 2006 12:31:02 GMT -7
Unhooding herself, she walks towards Waleed with a serious look in her face.
"Whats going on here?"
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Post by Waleed Ibn Alurah on Feb 17, 2006 12:59:07 GMT -7
Unhooding herself, she walks towards Waleed with a serious look in her face. "Whats going on here?" "These people think you may be known to this old woman here, Noora." Waleed motioned to the old woman nearby, never losing his smile.
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