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Post by Ya'qub on Apr 24, 2006 16:29:02 GMT -7
"Semmukhan muthlelei," the young man replied as he diligently worked the small boat into the shade and excitement of the floating bazaar. He pulled a necklace from beneath his robes. Jagged teeth, the size of a man's thumb were threaded on either side of a small soapstone figurine in the shape of a long-nosed reptile. "Rarely do they hunt during the day…" "Is that figure this 'Semmukhan muthlelei?' What are they and what do they hunt?" Ya'qub asked, eyeing the pendant, trying to ascertain its value, and to determine if he's seen anything like it before. (OOC: re: Request for a dice roll - done. I certainly don't want to go back empty-handed! I'd like bolts of rare cloth, cooking utensils and other household goods, and exotic fruits to tempt the palettes of the land-locked unfortunates back home!)
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Post by Gamemaster on Apr 25, 2006 8:11:29 GMT -7
"This," the boy replied, looking down at the pendant around his neck. "Yes, but even in the egg they're larger than this! A full grown male could swallow you in two gulps." The boy smiled and glanced around roguishly at his passengers.
The pendant's only value was in its novelty, for the teeth were truly imposing.
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Post by Gamemaster on Apr 25, 2006 11:46:50 GMT -7
Noora paused and glanced toward the door. Recalling the expected tea, she hastened to retrieve it. Moments later she had served both of them and patiently awaited some word from Keesha.
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Post by maher on Apr 25, 2006 21:11:07 GMT -7
"You must be experienced, and know yar way past ye beast safely if it should cross, do you not?"
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Post by Keesha on Apr 26, 2006 0:49:18 GMT -7
"Thanks Noora, thats very kind of you. Now how you say we go and see my father?"
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Post by Ya'qub on Apr 26, 2006 6:30:01 GMT -7
"If it so fearsome, why do you honor it so with such a pendant? Were it me, I think I would not want to look at it everyday."
Ya'qub pressed, thinking that there still seemed to be more to the story than they had heard so far....
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Post by Gamemaster on Apr 26, 2006 8:25:13 GMT -7
"You must be experienced, and know yar way past ye beast safely if it should cross, do you not?" The boy's face twisted in confusion as he listened to Maher's words. "I try not to pass them at all and stay out of the water at night."
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Post by Gamemaster on Apr 26, 2006 8:27:18 GMT -7
"If it so fearsome, why do you honor it so with such a pendant? Were it me, I think I would not want to look at it everyday." Ya'qub pressed, thinking that there still seemed to be more to the story than they had heard so far.... The boy shrugged. "I dunno... it looks nice."
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Post by saqir on Apr 26, 2006 18:33:56 GMT -7
Saqir eyes the pendant, recalling some vague rumours he heard in his travels. He is suddenly glad he didn't give in to his first impulse to throw Maher into the noisome waters.
((As for cargo, nothing, really... Survival rations are really all I would need to stock up on... I've got my weapons, clothes, etc... all in order, and my falcon lives off the land for the most part.))
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Post by maher on Apr 27, 2006 17:53:43 GMT -7
Maher relaxed, waiting for Ya'qub to tell the lad were their destination.
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Post by Gamemaster on May 1, 2006 12:49:35 GMT -7
"Thanks Noora, thats very kind of you. Now how you say we go and see my father?" "Yes, " Noora replied, her round face full of joy. "We'll leave instructions for your servants with the innkeeper to join us at your father's estate. He'll gladly arrange transportation for them and your belongings. Oh! And he could send word to Master al-Reehan..." The old woman practically tossed her tea cup to the tray and swept out of the room calling out for the owner of the inn by name.
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Post by Waleed Ibn Alurah on May 9, 2006 12:49:33 GMT -7
Gentle winds caressed his face as he looked out over the lake, the sun's gaze bathing him in warmth and the chirping of birds nearby became his symphony of nature. His fishing line lazily drifted on the lapping waves as overhead nary a cloud could be seen.
"The ministry of secrets!" Their guide called out with a smile and a wave of his hand.
With a start, Waleed awoke from his pleasant dream, somewhat disappointed that the dream had ended so abruptily. His face however had been lovingly held and nurtured by Wudei'a as he had fallen asleep and languidily draped himself beside her, so it had not all been bad. With his usual smile, he thanked his guide and proffered another 10 dinar to thank the man. "I have need of a guide during my stay here in, um, in this city. If you are available, please meet me outside my inn tomorrow morning. Thank you." Waleed bowed, even though one of his station would never bow to a commoner, Waleed was thankful enough to have arrived at the ministry in one piece.
Dismounting his litter, Waleed walked up the steps and into the main entry of the Ministry of Secrets, only to find it was closing. "Hmm, perhaps his will grant me a little more time." Waleed clutched the purse of 50 dinars and sought the right person who's palm needed greasing.
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Post by Gamemaster on May 12, 2006 11:47:59 GMT -7
Dismounting his litter, Waleed walked up the steps and into the main entry of the Ministry of Secrets, only to find it was closing. "Hmm, perhaps his will grant me a little more time." Waleed clutched the purse of 50 dinars and sought the right person who's palm needed greasing. The sound of so many coins caught the ears of a stony faced door guard. Beneath thick eyebrows his eyes betrayed a hint of excitement as he stepped in front of Waleed, blocking his entry while three robed city officials strode out the ornate double doors. "Forgive me, effendi but the ministry is now closed," the guard said. Glancing furtively at the passing officials, he discreetly motioned for Waleed to stand fast. When the officials were down the steps and out of earshot, the guard whispered. "When the chief administrator leaves I can let you in. Meet me at the fountain at midnight." In a loud voice he called out, "We open one hour after sunrise, effendi. May Fate guide and keep you." He then stepped inside, pulling the doors closed behind him.
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