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No one but Akilah would be any wiser of the man's attempted deception, for the man is paralyzed long enough to get him locked within the would-be leucrotta habitat. Suelasta handles locking of the iron gate leading from the cell.
D&D 5E (2014) Al-Qadim Moving Through the Flame
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No one but Akilah would be any wiser of the man's attempted deception, for the man is paralyzed long enough to get him locked within the would-be leucrotta habitat. Suelasta handles locking of the iron gate leading from the cell.
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Akilah guides Amina to an open area within the enclousure and sets the man down. "Amina, could you restrain the man please?" she says as she the begins muttering something inaudible again while waving her hand in a sweeping motion. As soon as Amina is done restraining the man she opens with her first question, "Why has your group been following us?"
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The man cracks an eye, breathing in a high-pitched tone for several heartbeats as he struggles against the restraints before resigning himself. "Well-played, hakima," he concedes begrudgingly. However, the gleam in his eye tells Akilah that the man is well-acquainted with this sort of enchantment magic, and it won't work on him.Despite his artful feint, he seems genuinely dazed from Amina's capture of him, groaning as he feels the bruises above his kidneys. However, his discomfort does not stop the wiry man from evaluating the cell he now finds himself in. A rueful low-bellied laugh leaves his lips, dissolving into a grimace of pain. "We were surprised to see you viziers in the auction house. I'd have thought Sheikh Ali al-Hadd kept his favored pets on a tighter leash." The way he intones "sheikh" suggests very little respect for the present man in the office.[/SECTION]
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Amina dutifully found a length of rope and with clever hands tied it around the man's wrists in a nautical sort of knot that tightened when struggled with. It had been awhile since she had tried such a thing, but since she was standing right there, ready to put him back down if he got up, she wasn't overly worried about it.
[roll0] Sleight of Hand. (Hope I don't regret not taking 10!
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[roll0] Sleight of Hand. (Hope I don't regret not taking 10!
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Quickleaf
Legend
[SECTION] "The spellbook?" sneers the thin man, his lip curling up along with the spotty hair of his poorly groomed goatee. Now that his vision is back in focus, he watches Amina closely, recognizing her voice as the one who'd turned the tables and ambushed him. "You don't know what it contains, do you? It's not the spells...as I hear it, they're paltry magic...it's the map."
Nodding his head toward Amina, he offers begrudging praise, "You got the drop of Derafsh. My name is Derafsh. Never thought an acolyte would bring me down. Now, I'll tell you what you wish to know...all about my family and our oath against the Sheikh...but if you wish to find the rest at Rawun's Well, it must be just you and I. Otherwise, they will never let you get close. Well, perhaps you. But if I come with just one of you, then we'll be permitted to pass. This is the best way, I assure you." He stares intently at Amina with a smug smile.[/SECTION]
[SBLOCK=Amina / Ankabut]His eyes seem to momentarily glimmer with amber ethereal light. Make a DC 12 Wisdom save vs. charm person.[/SBLOCK]
"The spellbook?" sneers the thin man, his lip curling up along with the spotty hair of his poorly groomed goatee. Now that his vision is back in focus, he watches Amina closely, recognizing her voice as the one who'd turned the tables and ambushed him. "You don't know what it contains, do you? It's not the spells...as I hear it, they're paltry magic...it's the map."Nodding his head toward Amina, he offers begrudging praise, "You got the drop of Derafsh. My name is Derafsh. Never thought an acolyte would bring me down. Now, I'll tell you what you wish to know...all about my family and our oath against the Sheikh...but if you wish to find the rest at Rawun's Well, it must be just you and I. Otherwise, they will never let you get close. Well, perhaps you. But if I come with just one of you, then we'll be permitted to pass. This is the best way, I assure you." He stares intently at Amina with a smug smile.[/SECTION]
[SBLOCK=Amina / Ankabut]His eyes seem to momentarily glimmer with amber ethereal light. Make a DC 12 Wisdom save vs. charm person.[/SBLOCK]
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Amina's eyes narrow behind her veil, and she cuffs him across the back of his head.
"Try that again, and I will not be as gentle with you as I was when I first brought you down."
She looks at Akilah and adds, "With your permission, honored one. He was using magic against me."
Without casting a spell, no less. What is this, I wonder? Human?
Amina saves! [roll0]
"Try that again, and I will not be as gentle with you as I was when I first brought you down."
She looks at Akilah and adds, "With your permission, honored one. He was using magic against me."
Without casting a spell, no less. What is this, I wonder? Human?
Amina saves! [roll0]
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Quickleaf
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[SECTION]Amina's swift blow across the back of Derafsh's head elicits a wincing groan from the man. However, something doesn't feel right about how her hand made contact, almost like she was striking... a mouth at the base of his skull! Sure enough, the strength of the reprimanding blow having knocked aside the man's keffiyeh (head scarf), a bizarre toothy second mouth is visible at the man's occiput amidst matted black hair. It moves in parody of his own lips, albeit no sound issues forth.
"Your gentleness," he winces, "is not in dispute. You would make an excellent wife for my brother." A trembling laugh leaves his voice, seeming to occupy two pitches at once. Heaving a resigned breath, the man slumps down, apparently having no more tricks up his sleeve...at least for now. "My family once served the sultan -- whose name is forbidden to speak -- but in his final hours the gray-bearded coward abandoned us to our fate. And so we've made our own way in a city that despises us for our past service. Only my brother Nimar al-Solak holds onto the hope that the sultan will one day restore us to our former graces, but it is a fool's hope. We are alone. And neither sheikh nor sultan will give us succor."[/SECTION]
Amina's swift blow across the back of Derafsh's head elicits a wincing groan from the man. However, something doesn't feel right about how her hand made contact, almost like she was striking... a mouth at the base of his skull! Sure enough, the strength of the reprimanding blow having knocked aside the man's keffiyeh (head scarf), a bizarre toothy second mouth is visible at the man's occiput amidst matted black hair. It moves in parody of his own lips, albeit no sound issues forth."Your gentleness," he winces, "is not in dispute. You would make an excellent wife for my brother." A trembling laugh leaves his voice, seeming to occupy two pitches at once. Heaving a resigned breath, the man slumps down, apparently having no more tricks up his sleeve...at least for now. "My family once served the sultan -- whose name is forbidden to speak -- but in his final hours the gray-bearded coward abandoned us to our fate. And so we've made our own way in a city that despises us for our past service. Only my brother Nimar al-Solak holds onto the hope that the sultan will one day restore us to our former graces, but it is a fool's hope. We are alone. And neither sheikh nor sultan will give us succor."[/SECTION]
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