Quickleaf
Legend
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Nimar listens, nodding obsequiously to Salahuddin with a feral snarl barely suppressed behind his cool thin lips. Before him is a man accustomed to courtly life, even if it is not the courts of mortal amirs and kings. Nimar recalls being around many such courtly men during his glory days serving the Sultan; their words were artfully constructed to pressure, leverage, shame, and manipulate. Not wishing to offend the Vizier Akilah, Nimar offer a smug smile to Salahuddin, "Of course, sha'ir. I didn't mean to presume. My men and I are here to serve the at the Vizier's pleasure. Hakim Oasis is lovely this time of year..."
Nimar's sense of humor is darkly ironic. Hakim Oasis, according to all reports, was likely a charred ruin after attacks from the raiders-in-black.
Sulking back to his rogues, Nimar explains their destination, brooking no dissent despite the grumblings from his men. For now, at least, Nimar seems to be upholding his side of the deal. His dark-eyed sister Fereshte, however, glares silently at Salahuddin from behind her camel as she guides it back into the caravan.[/SECTION]
Nimar listens, nodding obsequiously to Salahuddin with a feral snarl barely suppressed behind his cool thin lips. Before him is a man accustomed to courtly life, even if it is not the courts of mortal amirs and kings. Nimar recalls being around many such courtly men during his glory days serving the Sultan; their words were artfully constructed to pressure, leverage, shame, and manipulate. Not wishing to offend the Vizier Akilah, Nimar offer a smug smile to Salahuddin, "Of course, sha'ir. I didn't mean to presume. My men and I are here to serve the at the Vizier's pleasure. Hakim Oasis is lovely this time of year..."Nimar's sense of humor is darkly ironic. Hakim Oasis, according to all reports, was likely a charred ruin after attacks from the raiders-in-black.
Sulking back to his rogues, Nimar explains their destination, brooking no dissent despite the grumblings from his men. For now, at least, Nimar seems to be upholding his side of the deal. His dark-eyed sister Fereshte, however, glares silently at Salahuddin from behind her camel as she guides it back into the caravan.[/SECTION]
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