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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2017 20:15:58 GMT -8
  The Emira's bedroom is as opulent and colorful as the rest of the palace, with screens that close and lock for afforded privacy or against the elements. Usually, however, the Emira has them open, where she can look across the vista of Sakand, at its glittering domes and spires and the dunes beyond. The bedroom is located near her office, with an adjoining door. She also has private bathing quarters and a meeting area, although the Emira almost always uses her office to meet and discuss things of importance. |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2017 20:27:07 GMT -8
Emir Alim al-Rashid once more spoke to her -- " As you wish," and it made her smile once more, and obvious play on the stereotype that had become known of the Sakandi and their djinn. Fairuz was absolutely content to lie on the bed, weak as a kitten but completely satisfied. The soreness was beginning to build between her thighs and on the rest of her body where his claws had raked her skin and where his teeth had bit and left bruises. As he moved, as he wielded his magic, Fairuz watched him. Half. The demand echoed in her mind even as her body was warmed by his touch. She smiled at him and pushed up -- with another wince -- onto her elbow and took the pearl-crusted goblet, drinking of its cool waters. She drank and she drank, taking it all, until her head fell back... and then she handed the goblet back to him. Fairuz took a deep breath and relaxed onto her back once more. Her golden robe was twisted uncomfortably about her arms and her back, but she didn't seem to mind. Instead, her dark-lashed eyes looked at his face, a little smile on her own. Her hand idly traced her fingertips over her stomach, her navel, playing with the little gems and discs that hung from the delicate chain around her flat belly. Her throat was beginning to show the redness of his grip, his bite mark an angry bruise on the place where her throat met her shoulder, but Fairuz did not seem to mind at all. With her free hand, she reached up and stroked over his chin, down over his beard and tugged it a little. "Even the King of Gauldin did not ask for half," she said to him, her voice quiet and a little hoarse, making Fairuz laugh for a moment, then wince again. Her hand at his beard dropped to touch at her throat, then rested upon her naked chest.
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Emir Alim al-Rashid
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Emir of the Infinite Deep
Roleplay posts: 28 
Physical Description: A towering, massive djinn, Alim is the epitome of marid might. His skin is deep ocean blue and his eyes glow yellow. Long teal hair is pulled up into a topknot and flows down his back. Short, black horns curl from his temples, giving him a demonic appearance.
Clothes and Equipment:
Alim wears only the finest clothing and jewelry, as befits his station. He is always armed with at least a blade, if not more than one. Any weapon he carries if certain to be highly enchanted for both strength and sharpness.
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Post by Emir Alim al-Rashid on Aug 21, 2017 12:15:29 GMT -8
Alim stretched out on the bed, not as battered as @fairuz this time, but hardly unscathed himself from the encounter. He rested his palm on her lower abdomen, and wondered for a moment if they should handle the negotiations as quickly as possible so no one would later be counting the weeks backward from a birth and come up noticeably early.
He shrugged off the thought and looked into Fairuz’s eyes again. “I do not know this Gauldin. Do they seek to reconnect ancient bonds of kinship? To forge again what has been sundered for far too long?” Alim rolled his shoulders, then pulled her close, appreciating the warmth of her body, as if the sun burned within her, even in the darkness.
“If half the lands are pledged to joined families, that will convince many, on both sides, to become part of this. If it will benefit their children and their grandchildren, the marid will be easily convinced to bring their power to Sakand.” Of course, he could simply order the maji to come to Sakand, but then he would owe them a debt. If he enticed them to come, offered them an opportunity to come, made them compete to come… then ones that answered the call would owe him.
He paused, considering the ramifications of what she said. “Does this king compete for your hand as well? Tell me of him.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2017 17:23:20 GMT -8
She was quiet as he touched her, his large hand stroking over the taught flatness of her belly. Her jade eyes were on his face, watching him as he watched his hand, wondering if he was thinking about the child that may or may not have been conceived. Fairuz did not worry at all if people counted weeks or months and knew she had not been chaste. Chastity was only a quality she expected of priestesses. It was not very long before Emir Alim al-Rashid was touching her again, drawing her to his side, nestling the heat and curves of her there. She shifted a little until she could prop herself on an elbow and look at him at she spoke. "Joined families that live under Sakandi law," she said, choosing to focus on the more important information. Her hand rested on his stomach, idly tracing the grooves of his cut muscles. "The river will be a part of Sakand, with Sakand's glory stretching into the Sorala. And any of my citizens that marry into your lands will live under Maridi law, beneath the waves of the sea and the strength of the storm." |
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Emir Alim al-Rashid
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Emir of the Infinite Deep
Roleplay posts: 28
Physical Description: A towering, massive djinn, Alim is the epitome of marid might. His skin is deep ocean blue and his eyes glow yellow. Long teal hair is pulled up into a topknot and flows down his back. Short, black horns curl from his temples, giving him a demonic appearance.
Clothes and Equipment:
Alim wears only the finest clothing and jewelry, as befits his station. He is always armed with at least a blade, if not more than one. Any weapon he carries if certain to be highly enchanted for both strength and sharpness.
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Post by Emir Alim al-Rashid on Aug 22, 2017 10:10:49 GMT -8
“Of course, your highness.” Cool hands slid over the Emira’s body as he spoke. The maridi’s touch was gentle and tender, and for a change, not lustful at all. Perhaps Alim was sated for the moment, or perhaps his mind was simple elsewhere. “Sakandi lands, Sakandi law. But when the sons and daughters of the Infinite Deep are brought to Sakand to find husbands and wives among your people, they will come less as strangers among you.”
Alim met her gaze steadily. He knew she was concerned about his people taking control, rapidly gaining influence, claiming the lands belonged as much to the Infinite Deep as to Sakand. In was hardly unwarranted, in fact. But those same concerns could leave his people ostracised here, treated as spies or invaders.
“In the new lands, they will have roots. A connection to the place they call they call their new home. A new community will grow, and those who settle there will have a bond among themselves. Sand and storm will become one people on the banks of the river.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2017 8:15:29 GMT -8
She enjoyed his caress and his touch, stroking over her body, soothing where he had clawed or bitten or punished. Yet, although his touch was that of a lover, his words were that of a politician. He hadn't come to Sakand just to visit, he hadn't come to Sakand just to pleasure her.
He'd come for his own benefit as well, and she was trying to figure out what it was. Perhaps her mind was more devious than his. She had no idea what kind of history the Infinite Deep had enjoyed -- she had no idea how old Alim actually was -- but Fairuz had had to fight tooth and nail, an upward climb and an upward battle to ensure that Sakandi didn't blow away in the desert winds. It had made her into something of a viper, unwilling to trust most and completely willing to die to protect her nest.
"There is celebration in the streets, joy throughout Sakand to have the Maridi here," the Emira said, her hand caressing up from his stomach to his chest, touching where she'd bit him, where she'd scratched him, in a feather-light stroke. "I do not think that we will have to force any Sakandi-Maridi marriages. Perhaps to do so would create tensions that are not yet present. Perhaps, we need only lead by example."
And she bent her head to kiss where she'd bitten him, her lips warm and sweet.
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Emir Alim al-Rashid
Established
Emir of the Infinite Deep
Roleplay posts: 28
Physical Description: A towering, massive djinn, Alim is the epitome of marid might. His skin is deep ocean blue and his eyes glow yellow. Long teal hair is pulled up into a topknot and flows down his back. Short, black horns curl from his temples, giving him a demonic appearance.
Clothes and Equipment:
Alim wears only the finest clothing and jewelry, as befits his station. He is always armed with at least a blade, if not more than one. Any weapon he carries if certain to be highly enchanted for both strength and sharpness.
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Post by Emir Alim al-Rashid on Aug 24, 2017 2:59:05 GMT -8
Alim returned the kiss, sliding his hands over the warm skin of the Emira. He had negotiated trade and various political agreements more times than he could count, but this was one of better ways of filling the time while doing so he had come across. Not that he would have felt the same about sharing his bed with many of the people he had been dealing with before.
“And when the celebrations end? No, we have no need to force the marriages, but to encourage will do no harm. You intend to grant these lands to the favored and the politically useful, do you not?” He slightly curled his fingers, lightly tracing black claws along her back as he spoke.
The maridi had dealt with many negotiating tactics in his life. Some ruthlessly applied pressures and made threats to try to get themselves a better deal. Some leaned on histories of goodwill or past deals. Some were cold and calculating, working the numbers and ignoring all other considerations. And yes, some had tried to seduce their way to a better deal.
That Fairuz was using her charms to distract and muddy the waters was no surprise. He would have disappointed if she had let such a useful tool go unused. But to press for what he wanted, then to try to brush it off… It was not the angle he had expected her to play. “Surely among the favored and the useful, you will also find those that choose to join their lines to my people.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2017 7:21:22 GMT -8
The way he spoke, the way he touched her -- she enjoyed it. What he spoke of, however... Then again. If he hadn't challenged her, he would have been boring. He would have been staid. And he would have been less than half the Emir she thought Alim to be.
She moved a little out of his embrace in order to take off the robe she'd worn. Funny to think that Fairuz had put it on because she'd thought they were done. Her unbound black hair fell over her shoulders and marred skin and she rolled back to fit herself at his side, for now, a golden-skinned mistress with secretive jade eyes.
"You will give me the river I need to broaden Sakand, to strengthen Sakand, and in return, you would like me to reward those who marry the Maridi with the land created by the river." She rested her cheek on his shoulder, her hand still roaming over his chest, touching scars and lines and bite marks she'd left. "Will you do the same for the Sakandi who wish to live in the Infinite Deep?" she wondered.
It was still morning. They had other duties to attend to later in the day. But for now, they had these quiet times among each other.
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Emir Alim al-Rashid
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Emir of the Infinite Deep
Roleplay posts: 28
Physical Description: A towering, massive djinn, Alim is the epitome of marid might. His skin is deep ocean blue and his eyes glow yellow. Long teal hair is pulled up into a topknot and flows down his back. Short, black horns curl from his temples, giving him a demonic appearance.
Clothes and Equipment:
Alim wears only the finest clothing and jewelry, as befits his station. He is always armed with at least a blade, if not more than one. Any weapon he carries if certain to be highly enchanted for both strength and sharpness.
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Post by Emir Alim al-Rashid on Aug 29, 2017 10:14:57 GMT -8
“Yes, I will. If the people of Sakand come to Infinite Deep and create a new river for my people, I will insist that half the lands made habitable by it will go to joined families.” He gave a cold chuckle and a playful swat to Fairuz’s rump.
Of course, he never entertained for a moment the thought that she might actually take that. But he couldn’t resist saying it anyway.
“What shall I give to the joined families among the marid? Appointments among my officers and viziers? Preferential trade and taxation policies? Shall I elevate families to the nobility? And what Sakandi majic will you bring with you to entice and compel?”
Alim kissed the top of her head, then lay back, closing his eyes. Much like the Emira, he intended to enjoy these moments of relaxation while they were available. A quiet morning was a rare and precious commodity to the powerful and ambitious maridi. “What wish of mine do you intend to grant, your highness?”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2017 19:59:38 GMT -8
A soft, hot gasp burst from her lips with the playful swat, immediately making her lips melt into a smile thereafter. Her gaze flickered up to his face, something carnal in their pale green depths, but she didn't pursue it... For now.
His broad chest quietly rumbled against her cheek once she settled back against him. The low timbre of his voice soothed over her golden skin, her black hair like spilled ink over his arm and among the pillows and sheets.
"Mmm," she said with a lithe stretch, her legs elongating and toes curling and back slightly arching. "I must confess that all I know of the Infinite Deep are the stories I have read as a girl. You must tell me what you wish before I can grant it."
And, she still had to think on what she wanted for her people. It wasn't a decision she was going to make in bed, but one she would make after time to ruminate.
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Emir Alim al-Rashid
Established
Emir of the Infinite Deep
Roleplay posts: 28
Physical Description: A towering, massive djinn, Alim is the epitome of marid might. His skin is deep ocean blue and his eyes glow yellow. Long teal hair is pulled up into a topknot and flows down his back. Short, black horns curl from his temples, giving him a demonic appearance.
Clothes and Equipment:
Alim wears only the finest clothing and jewelry, as befits his station. He is always armed with at least a blade, if not more than one. Any weapon he carries if certain to be highly enchanted for both strength and sharpness.
Registered: May 13, 2017 13:02:51 GMT -8
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Post by Emir Alim al-Rashid on Aug 31, 2017 8:04:18 GMT -8
The Emir seemed content for the moment to laze about in the bed with her rather than turning things back to the carnal again. “We need no river in the Infinite Deep, of course. But we do desire trade. We wish for the art and beauty of Sakand. We wish for the majic of sand and sun to raise up our peoples. We wish for exotic foods and jewels and… what do you call this again?” He tapped the wood of the headboard again.
“We wish for wonders to make the rest of the seas fear and envy us.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2017 8:13:59 GMT -8
She laughed, the voice sultry and low and soft. She kissed his chest, and then his jaw above his beard, and then shifted so she could kiss him again... slow, luxurious, a hint of darkness in the way her lips fit against his, in the way her tongue stroked over his, in the way her teeth gently bit his bottom lip before she pulled away.
"It is called 'wood,'" she said against his mouth, then slipped down and away from him. Her strength had returned enough for her to stand, as naked as the day she was born, clothed only in the gold of her status and the bruises of her lover's hands. "Is all of the Infinite Deep beneath the Ocean?" Fairuz asked, picking up a bell and chiming it.
She tossed her wealth of black, black hair over her shoulders so it tossed and swayed down her back. A servant immediately came in. "Prepare the bath for me. And the rose silk with the jade vines," she said. The servant bowed and left the room, and the Emira stood beside the wide vanity in her room, lifting her hands to take off her earrings.
"Wood will not do well in prolonged water. Our ships are coated with a special seal where they enter the water, and every few years must be raised out and refurbished." She wasn't looking at him as she spoke, but was merely a woman going about her routine, a grace to her small movements as she dropped her earrings in a jewelry box and pulled off her cuffs and bracelets. "Majes I can send, as of course I would. Perhaps they can create an island for you. An island to be your trading port with th rest of the world, an island that will serve as a gateway to the Infinite Deep below."
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Emir Alim al-Rashid
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Emir of the Infinite Deep
Roleplay posts: 28
Physical Description: A towering, massive djinn, Alim is the epitome of marid might. His skin is deep ocean blue and his eyes glow yellow. Long teal hair is pulled up into a topknot and flows down his back. Short, black horns curl from his temples, giving him a demonic appearance.
Clothes and Equipment:
Alim wears only the finest clothing and jewelry, as befits his station. He is always armed with at least a blade, if not more than one. Any weapon he carries if certain to be highly enchanted for both strength and sharpness.
Registered: May 13, 2017 13:02:51 GMT -8
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Post by Emir Alim al-Rashid on Aug 31, 2017 8:32:27 GMT -8
He sat up in the bed and watched her remove her jewelry with only a hint of disappointment. Of course, they could not spend the whole day in bed together, but another hour or two would have been preferable. Regardless, there was no sense dwelling. The way things were moving now, they would have many, many more nights together.
“In a sense, it is. But not in…” He stopped for a moment, looking at her with a sense of wonder again with an unmasked sense of wonder. It lasted only a moment before he regained his composure again. “You can do that? Create a realm of land upon the surface of the seas?”
It was a feat of majic that boggled the mind. Something out of legends and tales of wonder. Much like Sakand itself. The awesome power of it had stunned him for a moment, but now, his mind was racing as he considered the ramifications of such a thing.
“Yes. The island will be under marid law, and part of the realm of the Infinite Deep. Half to be possessed by families joined to Sakand by ties of marriage. A comparable feat to the creation of your river, I think.”
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2017 7:33:43 GMT -8
Her smile was genuine when she turned it on him, the demon lover in her bed. "It is a far easier thing to make earth appear and stay. It is solid, steadfast, and strong. Water... It changes. Moves," she spoke as she undid the clasp of the belly chain she had been wearing. It coiled like a slender snake among her other jewelry, sparkling from it's case in the wide and open room.
Her servant appeared at the door and Fairuz's Jade eyes glanced to her. "It also cleans," she laughed quietly and moved toward the side of the bed he was lying on. She pressed a knee to the mattress near him, and rested a hand on his lifted knee. "Will you join me or would you prefer to rest a little more after your tiresome efforts?" Fairuz asked, a little goes in her eye.
He could of course choose to lie in bed. She would let him, and he knew how to call for a bath (if the Maridi had to bathe regularly,considering they lived in water).
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Emir Alim al-Rashid
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Emir of the Infinite Deep
Roleplay posts: 28
Physical Description: A towering, massive djinn, Alim is the epitome of marid might. His skin is deep ocean blue and his eyes glow yellow. Long teal hair is pulled up into a topknot and flows down his back. Short, black horns curl from his temples, giving him a demonic appearance.
Clothes and Equipment:
Alim wears only the finest clothing and jewelry, as befits his station. He is always armed with at least a blade, if not more than one. Any weapon he carries if certain to be highly enchanted for both strength and sharpness.
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Post by Emir Alim al-Rashid on Sept 3, 2017 8:14:52 GMT -8
“The lands answer to your call in a way they do not answer to mine, or to the voices of my people.” Alim swung his feet over the side of the bed and rose with a slow stretch. Upright, he towered over the woman, but somehow , it didn’t seem to diminish the stature of the Emira in any way. It was not her physical size that gave her power and authority, after all, and they both knew it very well.
“I will join you, of course. How could I possibly turn down such an invitation?” He gestured for to lead the way.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2017 8:32:14 GMT -8
"I hope it's the woman offering the invitation and not the invitation itself," she remarked over her shoulder, a little sass to her words as she led the way through the doors and into a large bathing room. The bath was sunk into the floor and wide enough to fit at least ten people. The water was steaming and hot and herbs and flowers floated on it's surface. Handmaidens attending bowed their heads as Fairuz entered and slipped into the water with a sigh.
She immediately went under and came up again, her hands lifting to push dark strands from her face. Water gathered on her lashes like diamonds, and flowers floated around the curves of her breasts that slightly lifted in the water. Scratches and bite marks on her slightly stinged and she enjoyed the feeling of it.
For a moment, she said nothing to Alim.
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Emir Alim al-Rashid
Established
Emir of the Infinite Deep
Roleplay posts: 28
Physical Description: A towering, massive djinn, Alim is the epitome of marid might. His skin is deep ocean blue and his eyes glow yellow. Long teal hair is pulled up into a topknot and flows down his back. Short, black horns curl from his temples, giving him a demonic appearance.
Clothes and Equipment:
Alim wears only the finest clothing and jewelry, as befits his station. He is always armed with at least a blade, if not more than one. Any weapon he carries if certain to be highly enchanted for both strength and sharpness.
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Post by Emir Alim al-Rashid on Sept 3, 2017 9:13:59 GMT -8
Alim chuckled as he followed, as ever, drinking in the view of the beautiful woman walking ahead of him. “Both.”
As the maridi waded into the bath, the waters seemed to flow toward him. The warm steam and the scent of the bath seemed to instantly soothe and replenish, even more than it would a human. The water swirled around his legs and crawled up his body, seemingly of its own accord, and where it passed, the scratches and bruises that marred his deep blue skin faded and healed.
When he entered the deeper water, Alim dove forward, submerging himself completely with only the smallest splash. Unlike Fairuz, he did not surface again right away. Instead, he slowly swam along the bottom, feet together and arms at his sides, as if he barely needed to move at all to propel himself through the water.
When his path brought him close to the Emira, he stopped and rolled to his back, piercing eyes looking up at her through the water. “Once again, the hospitality of Sakand honors and humbles.” Somehow, his voice carried through the water well enough to be understood, with none of the bubbling or gurgling that would accompany an air-breather’s attempts to speak.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2017 14:28:52 GMT -8
The Emira simply smiled at him at his words, and crooked a finger. Come closer, it seemed to say. She planned on honoring Alim with more of Sakand's... hospitality.
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