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Post by Deleted on Jul 19, 2017 6:44:18 GMT -8
She did not answer right away, but instead came to a smooth stand once more, turning to the women who brought her clothes. One garment was a big, wide dress, cut almost like a Pancho but was long enough to brush the top of her feet. It had a beautiful dress pattern embroidered into it, but this seemed to be no more special than the other garments the women war. The other garments was a long shawl that Nehemia immediately put over her head, drawing it over her brow enough to shade her face, conceal her hair, and drape over her shoulders and arms. Then she turned her warrior's eyes onto the Sheikh Rashid Al-Shahran. "The Emira sends this gold, and has agreed to send a shipment of Sakand water and food if the Tribes of the Sorala will stop attacking her efforts to revive the river." |
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Sheikh Rashid Al-Shahran
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Roleplay posts: 9 
Age: 32
Physical Description: Rashid is on the smaller side for most "heroic" warriors, coming in at a paltry 5'10". He is also rather lithe, the nomadic lifestyle of the Bedouin tribes lending itself to a leaner, more cardiac fit build. He is considered dark-skinned, even amongst the people of his tribe, who themselves are on the darker end of the skin tone spectrum.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears the garb of his people, little in the way of the armor save for a pair of bracers and some leg guards. Most of his clothing is white, to better reflect the heat of his home, as well as lightweight, to prevent overheating on long journeys. He wields a scimitar and a shield, the latter rare amongst the peoples of the desert. He possesses no magical equipment of note, save for an enchanted necklace bearing the symbol of his tribe. The nature of the necklace is unknown.
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Post by Sheikh Rashid Al-Shahran on Jul 24, 2017 14:17:12 GMT -8
The Sheikh looked about at his people, not the most completely well-fed bunch, but they were lean and strong, the children happy, if a bit wary.
"I need neither your water nor your food. My people are strong, was it not enough that your people screwed it up in the first place with your magic? Now you want to use the same powers to create things you barely understand? And you want me to buy off on this with no information beyond a deceitful attempt to enter my lands and my very city?" His words were calm, not accusatory by any means, a simple statement of fact.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2017 14:38:57 GMT -8
"It was my decision to approach as a Sakandi horse," Nehemia was quick to say, feeling her temper rising but trying not to give into it. She felt like she was in some sort of menagerie, the way these people were staring at her.
She also felt a shiver up her spine that had nothing to do with the heat or the coldness, but a feeling of awareness of her body and that she was surrounded.
"The last two messengers the Emira has sent to the Tribelands have come back dead, so I erred on the side of caution." She noticed that the Sheikh said that they had no need for water or food, but didn't mention giving back the gold either. "My intention wasn't too fool you for long, but to at least make it past your eagle-eyed scouts and jackals so that I could actually speak to you."
She kept her deep brown eyes on his face.
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Sheikh Rashid Al-Shahran
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Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 32
Physical Description: Rashid is on the smaller side for most "heroic" warriors, coming in at a paltry 5'10". He is also rather lithe, the nomadic lifestyle of the Bedouin tribes lending itself to a leaner, more cardiac fit build. He is considered dark-skinned, even amongst the people of his tribe, who themselves are on the darker end of the skin tone spectrum.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears the garb of his people, little in the way of the armor save for a pair of bracers and some leg guards. Most of his clothing is white, to better reflect the heat of his home, as well as lightweight, to prevent overheating on long journeys. He wields a scimitar and a shield, the latter rare amongst the peoples of the desert. He possesses no magical equipment of note, save for an enchanted necklace bearing the symbol of his tribe. The nature of the necklace is unknown.
Registered: Apr 17, 2017 14:05:00 GMT -8
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Post by Sheikh Rashid Al-Shahran on Jul 28, 2017 11:04:53 GMT -8
"If they were killed, it was not by my Tribe, my Cats bring me all Sakandi that cross into my borders, and I have received no messengers. Other tribes are known to raid my lands, and plenty of them patrol the area around Sakand."
He had no intention of giving the gold back, and Rashid had yet to decide if Nehemia would return to Sakand either. Gold was always useful, could be used to bribe and buy off other tribes.
"Why should we assist Sakand in anything? Your people look down upon us for our ways, scorn our people, and have tried numerous times to attack my lands and plunder the ruins that my people protect."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2017 7:16:04 GMT -8
"There is change in Sakand, real change," Nehemia said, taking a step forward, closer to the Sheikh in her earnestness and no doubt prompting the men around her to lift their weapons again. She glanced at them, but didn't move closer to the Sheikh Rashid Al-Shahran, though her fists did flex and finally relax. "Your people and your ways are not blameless," Nehemia continued after a moment, turning her beautiful Sakandi eyes onto Rashid's face, "and neither is Sakand, in that you are right. All the Emira wants are attacks on the river to stop. The river coming back to the Sorala is a good omen. It will bring water back to the sands." |
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Sheikh Rashid Al-Shahran
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Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 32
Physical Description: Rashid is on the smaller side for most "heroic" warriors, coming in at a paltry 5'10". He is also rather lithe, the nomadic lifestyle of the Bedouin tribes lending itself to a leaner, more cardiac fit build. He is considered dark-skinned, even amongst the people of his tribe, who themselves are on the darker end of the skin tone spectrum.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears the garb of his people, little in the way of the armor save for a pair of bracers and some leg guards. Most of his clothing is white, to better reflect the heat of his home, as well as lightweight, to prevent overheating on long journeys. He wields a scimitar and a shield, the latter rare amongst the peoples of the desert. He possesses no magical equipment of note, save for an enchanted necklace bearing the symbol of his tribe. The nature of the necklace is unknown.
Registered: Apr 17, 2017 14:05:00 GMT -8
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Post by Sheikh Rashid Al-Shahran on Aug 17, 2017 17:40:32 GMT -8
"My people have heard that there is change in Sakand before...only to have Goraian armies sweep through my lands, attempting to enslave my people and pillage my lands. Whole tribes were wiped out, and even now the shifting sands reveal more that we did not know about. Now my Cats tell me that Sakand is under the control of a different foreign power, Isra."
Her step forward did prompt that reaction from the Jackals around them, although the only reaction from him was another hand wave where they lowered their weapons.
"We are as distrustful of your city after all the bloodshed as you all undoubtedly are of us. Throughout my reign, no Sakandi adventurer has made it back to the city unscathed. Such a reputation is necessary to discourage the masses from seeking the treasures that they believe are in there. The desert does have water if you know where to look, but not enough for the city. We do not need the river, so we gain no benefit. I am willing to negotiate with Sakand, but I need a sign of good faith first. A lack of willingness to change is what caused these problems in the first place."
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