Lal lets out a hearty laugh
"Ah, an honest merchant! Wonders of wonders. It takes a wise man to realize that his information is incomplete, and a humble one to admit so. Besides... you've informed us that the raiders are *not* bandits of the House of Dhi'b, and already that is something
I thank you for your salt, oh Khafaz ibn Dahz, you are a credit to your master. May the fates bless your every step". Lal concluded the exchange with a beatific smile.
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Nodding courteously to Lal Qalandar, Khafaz appears uncomfortable receiving such glowing praise,
"No, no, if I was a wise man I would have established a trading company of my own. If there is any worth or merit it lies with my master, Fahad al-Zakir." His response has the ring of a man well-practiced at deflecting attention, and as his eyes lower uncomfortably, he manages to notice that Akilah and her handmaiden wear the vestments of Hakiyah, goddess of truth. Clerics did not travel with bandits and these travelers were far more heavily armed than pilgrims. Whatever their purpose, it was likely to turn out violently, and that was trouble Khafaz couldn't risk the caravan with.
"Peace unto you, traveler of the Purple Lands and to your expedition. Now, Turin, we should press on to Tajar... Turin? Where has that half-wit gone off to?"[/SECTION]
Once Turin turns to water the camels, Harun says "I will help you water your camels, my friend. I have ridden all over the deserts, and have a way with creatures of burden."
Despite any objections from either party, Harun moves to Turin's side and begins talking to him like Turin is the most interesting man in the world, a wide, disarming smile on his face. He moves and speaks like one of them, though he has only had a few minutes to study them.
While the others talk, Harun tries to convince Turin to give him the Decanter, but does so in such a way that Turin thinks it was his idea to give the Magic Decanter as a gift.
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I'm getting that decanter, either by persuasion, or sleight of hand.
To get him to give it as if it were his own idea, I'm thinking Performance.
Performance: 26 (If roll was less than 9, treat it as a 10)
If that doesn't work, he will try to barter for it, convincing Turin that Harun needs it more than Turin does.
Persuasion: 22 (If roll was less than 9, treat it as a 10)
I don't think he's going to try to just swipe it, but in case he does, he replaces it with his own water skin while Turin is otherwise occupied.
Sleight of Hand: 28 (If roll was less than 9, treat it as a 10)
I'm getting that Decanter.
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There was a saying in the desert:
Though your companion be honey, do not eat him completely. Turin is oblivious to this saying. While at first he is surprised to be addressed instead of Khafaz, he quickly smiles broadly, revealing two buck teeth. Cheerfully exchanging information about the camels, he poetically extolls their praises.
"Never was born a more steadfast mount than the noble one-hump camel. Though surly they toil and by all accounts are the most perseverant of mammals. That one is Chaiya. Yes, see how she licks the salt from your hand? She likes you! Here, try this..."
Handing Harun a worn leather jug with brass cap and a hint of frosted glass as strong as steel underneath the leather covering, Turin smiles, showing him how to unstop it carefully. The leather is embossed with arabesques depicting a battle between efreet and marid genies, with the marid emerging the victors. Turin reveals that the wondrous decanter has three command words, which must be spoken in Aquan. The first, meaning "stream", produces enough fresh water for one camel. The second, meaning "fountain", produces enough to water five camels. The third, which he does not demonstrate, and cautions that the janni merchant who sold the decanter said should only be used in emergencies is "geyser." Though sorely tempted to try out the third command word, Turin resisted, not wanting to displease Khafaz.
"Yes, it is a wondrous decanter," he agrees, but grows distinctly uncomfortable at Harun's insinuations that it would make a wonderful gift. Clearly, the oaf would like to please Harun, but he places his duty above this.
"Ah, alas, Khafaz saved my life and I could not give away such a token, which will surely elevate Khafaz in the eyes of our master, Fahad al-Zakir. But, I am certain when you travel to Qaybar, you shall find a decanter of your own, my friend! Good things come to they who wait!"
Cheerfully receiving the jug back from Harun, Turin does not realize that it has been swapped out for a fake.[/SECTION]