"Of course. Not much else going on in the desert save for sand and sun."
Salahuddin holds up his hand to the Vizier to forestall any further discussions."Ah, yes the map. Any idea what we are dealing with here?" she asks.
[SECTION]"She sits on a rock and watches the northern horizon from which we've come, my handsome and well-dressed master, with a single-pointed focus. For over an hour she sits and watches. There is nothing out there but sand, boulders, and tufts of dried grass." At this, Easifa mentally yawns. While he has no true need for sleep – or food and drink for that matter – the djinnling is perhaps a touch excessively fond of such mortal vanities. [/SECTION]Salahuddin looks on as Akilah channeled the will of Hakiyah and made the illusory text disappear like the morning dew moments after the sunrise. He looks down at the now revealed maps. He smiles at the ease at which the vizier dispelled the illusion.
"Noble vizier it appears that my guess was correct. The magical glyphs hid the map from prying eyes. Now we have the tombs location and a map to provide Nimar upon his fulfillment of his obligation. We will need to make a decision once we reach the oasis. Will we travel to this tomb with Nimar and his men after or just give them the map and let them on their way?"
As Salahuddin waits for Akilah's answer he reaches out to Easifa.
Are you watching Fereshte as I requested? What has she been up to since we made camp?