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<blockquote data-quote="Antithetist" data-source="post: 5308154" data-attributes="member: 88443"><p>A steady trickle of sweat dripped from Khalil's nose as he swayed and lurched with the motion of his camel beneath him. The sun was dipping beneath the horizon in a blaze of crimson, but still in his mail armour the heat was sweltering. At his side rode a paunchy, thick-bearded man, clad similarly, panting and fidgeting as he watched Khalil with obsequious attentiveness. </p><p></p><p> <span style="color: Purple">"I must apologise again, your honour..." </span>he began on a familiar theme.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: RoyalBlue"> "It's not necessary,"<span style="color: White"> Khalil said curtly.</span></span></p><p></p><p> <span style="color: Purple">"It's only that with the recent raids... and we can spare so few guards... and if anything were to happen to your honour..."</span></p><p><span style="color: Purple"></span></p><p> <span style="color: Purple"></span><span style="color: RoyalBlue"><span style="color: White">Khalil</span></span> let the man go on, tuning out his prattle and focusing on the dunes ahead. It was inevitable that he would provoke comment and general panic, coming to this backwater trading post with his fine silks and court manners. There was no way to make the local leaders understand that he had no interest whatsoever in the finer points of their governance or their attempts at hospitality. He was here for only one reason - and now, in the distance, he could see the torches from the dig site that marked his goal.</p><p> </p><p>It was one of the guards who first noticed something wrong - a glint of steel in the shadows of dusk. He called a halt, but almost before the word had left his lips he fell to the floor with a crossbow bolt through his throat. In a few moments of frantic activity, the other two guards had fallen, and Khalil and the fat man had been pulled from their camels and had knives pressed to their throats. </p><p></p><p> A female figure approached, her face masked, and peered at the other man's bearded face for a moment. <span style="color: Plum">"Him, I know.</span><span style="color: Plum"> He's useless. Kill him."</span> In an instant the man's throat had been slit, and he slumped to the floor with a gurgle.</p><p></p><p>She turned to Khalil and scrutinised his face; he glared back, silent. <span style="color: Plum">"You're not from around here, are you?" </span>she said thoughtfully, fingering the chain of court office that hung around his neck. <span style="color: Plum">"Coming to inspect the dig, hmm? I'm afraid we beat you to it, but you might still get a chance to look over the finds. Be gentle with this one, boys, we'll bring him with us."</span></p><p></p><p> Tw of her men stepped up, and one raised a club. The last thing Khalil saw was the cudgel coming down through the air to strike him in the head - and then, without warning, he vanished completely.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Antithetist, post: 5308154, member: 88443"] A steady trickle of sweat dripped from Khalil's nose as he swayed and lurched with the motion of his camel beneath him. The sun was dipping beneath the horizon in a blaze of crimson, but still in his mail armour the heat was sweltering. At his side rode a paunchy, thick-bearded man, clad similarly, panting and fidgeting as he watched Khalil with obsequious attentiveness. [COLOR=Purple]"I must apologise again, your honour..." [/COLOR]he began on a familiar theme. [COLOR=RoyalBlue] "It's not necessary,"[COLOR=White] Khalil said curtly.[/COLOR][/COLOR] [COLOR=Purple]"It's only that with the recent raids... and we can spare so few guards... and if anything were to happen to your honour..." [/COLOR][COLOR=RoyalBlue][COLOR=White]Khalil[/COLOR][/COLOR] let the man go on, tuning out his prattle and focusing on the dunes ahead. It was inevitable that he would provoke comment and general panic, coming to this backwater trading post with his fine silks and court manners. There was no way to make the local leaders understand that he had no interest whatsoever in the finer points of their governance or their attempts at hospitality. He was here for only one reason - and now, in the distance, he could see the torches from the dig site that marked his goal. It was one of the guards who first noticed something wrong - a glint of steel in the shadows of dusk. He called a halt, but almost before the word had left his lips he fell to the floor with a crossbow bolt through his throat. In a few moments of frantic activity, the other two guards had fallen, and Khalil and the fat man had been pulled from their camels and had knives pressed to their throats. A female figure approached, her face masked, and peered at the other man's bearded face for a moment. [COLOR=Plum]"Him, I know.[/COLOR][COLOR=Plum] He's useless. Kill him."[/COLOR] In an instant the man's throat had been slit, and he slumped to the floor with a gurgle. She turned to Khalil and scrutinised his face; he glared back, silent. [COLOR=Plum]"You're not from around here, are you?" [/COLOR]she said thoughtfully, fingering the chain of court office that hung around his neck. [COLOR=Plum]"Coming to inspect the dig, hmm? I'm afraid we beat you to it, but you might still get a chance to look over the finds. Be gentle with this one, boys, we'll bring him with us."[/COLOR] Tw of her men stepped up, and one raised a club. The last thing Khalil saw was the cudgel coming down through the air to strike him in the head - and then, without warning, he vanished completely. [/QUOTE]
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