D&D 5E Al-Qadim Moving Through the Flame
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Thateous
Explorer
Akilah
Akilah strides over to the camels saying, "What has got you guys so agitated huh?"
She grabs Sweets reigns and asks, "What's the matter?"
[sblock=OOC] Handle Animal + Guidance: 1d20+9+1d4 24
[sblock=Spells]
0 Level: Guidance, Thaumaturgy, Spare the Dying, Mending, Sacred Flame
1st Level: Cure Wounds, Bless
2nd Level: Hold Person, Silence, Zone of Truth
3rd Level: Mass Healing Word, Revivify, Remove Curse
4th Level: Banishment, Locate Creature, Divination
5th Level: Greater Restoration, Scrying, Mass Cure Wounds
6th Level: Word of Recall, Heal[/sblock][/sblock]
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Quickleaf
Legend
Whatever was the matter with the camels seems to have settled down. It seemed to Akilah that the beasts were prodded into some kind of a wailing cacophony, though what caused it mystified the nomads of House Bakr. Sweets chomps warily on a date pit, lowering her head and batting her eyes.
One bearded man with some misshapen teeth smiles and shrugs to Akilah, "The camels always look for an excuse to complain, Lady Vizier. Do not think them ungrateful, it is merely their nature."
However, Akilah's keen eyes pick up disturbed patches of sand leading to where Harun is seated, more specifically to a boulder just behind the prince.
As fascinated as Harun has been with the broken brass sphere, suddenly he notices that the fantastical decanter he "liberated" from the passing merchants in al-Yabki Pass has gone missing!
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Thereupon, from behind Harun comes the sound of thirst being quenched. "Ahhh," comes a disembodied voice before the visage of the same cloaked pale-haired man that Amina had seen materializes as if suddenly revealed in the moonlight. He sits against a boulder, legs crossed casually, reattaching his veil to disguise an exquisitely handsome aquiline face. "You should be grateful to the marids for such a fine gift," he says with a touch of irony, raising the decanter in thanks before stoppering it.
"We have not had anything substantial to eat in quite some time. Just meager date palms, and even those do not grow as they once did." Gesturing towards the caves, he pushes himself off the rock. "Shall we share your bounty with the rest of the caravanserai?" He inquires in a lilting voice that sounds spun from the night winds themselves.[/SECTION]
One bearded man with some misshapen teeth smiles and shrugs to Akilah, "The camels always look for an excuse to complain, Lady Vizier. Do not think them ungrateful, it is merely their nature."
However, Akilah's keen eyes pick up disturbed patches of sand leading to where Harun is seated, more specifically to a boulder just behind the prince.
As fascinated as Harun has been with the broken brass sphere, suddenly he notices that the fantastical decanter he "liberated" from the passing merchants in al-Yabki Pass has gone missing!
[SECTION]
Thereupon, from behind Harun comes the sound of thirst being quenched. "Ahhh," comes a disembodied voice before the visage of the same cloaked pale-haired man that Amina had seen materializes as if suddenly revealed in the moonlight. He sits against a boulder, legs crossed casually, reattaching his veil to disguise an exquisitely handsome aquiline face. "You should be grateful to the marids for such a fine gift," he says with a touch of irony, raising the decanter in thanks before stoppering it."We have not had anything substantial to eat in quite some time. Just meager date palms, and even those do not grow as they once did." Gesturing towards the caves, he pushes himself off the rock. "Shall we share your bounty with the rest of the caravanserai?" He inquires in a lilting voice that sounds spun from the night winds themselves.[/SECTION]
Harun grins at the man, impressed one could snatch something off him.
"You are welcome, friend. Tell me, how many are with your caravan? I know words that can allow the decanter to produce enough water for all."
He reaches his hand out for the decanter.
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"You are welcome, friend. Tell me, how many are with your caravan? I know words that can allow the decanter to produce enough water for all."
He reaches his hand out for the decanter.
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Quickleaf
Legend
[SECTION]Holding the decanter a moment longer, the tall elf nods politely behind his veil, squinting his crystalline eyes as he returns it to Harun. "Two boys, barely done suckling on their mother's breast. Hadia al-Sarraf, mistress of the caravanserai. Her three servants. And myself... Usqual al-Shakari, at your service. Once, my magic let me speak to the rains and draw pomegranate seeds from the air, but my waters have been stolen. Thus, I have been unable to repay my debt to the mistress of the caravanserai... Please..." he gestures toward the escarpment and the cave.[/SECTION]
[SBLOCK=Salahuddin]Salahuddin recognizes this 'elf' as one of the jann. They are wild desert-roving genies composed of all four elements who can be quite unpredictable but also gracious hosts.[/SBLOCK]
Holding the decanter a moment longer, the tall elf nods politely behind his veil, squinting his crystalline eyes as he returns it to Harun. "Two boys, barely done suckling on their mother's breast. Hadia al-Sarraf, mistress of the caravanserai. Her three servants. And myself... Usqual al-Shakari, at your service. Once, my magic let me speak to the rains and draw pomegranate seeds from the air, but my waters have been stolen. Thus, I have been unable to repay my debt to the mistress of the caravanserai... Please..." he gestures toward the escarpment and the cave.[/SECTION][SBLOCK=Salahuddin]Salahuddin recognizes this 'elf' as one of the jann. They are wild desert-roving genies composed of all four elements who can be quite unpredictable but also gracious hosts.[/SBLOCK]
Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
Lal gets up. "Al-Sarraf you say... am I correct in deducing that your mistress has taken refuge in the caves? This oasis is not safe as it once was, we have seen sign of violence... I have food to spare, I would be happy to share. Do you know anything of how this great beast came to be in this oasis?" Lal added, gesturing to the fallen hydra.
VLAD the Destroyer
Adventurer
Salahuddin turns startled at the sudden appearance of the elf. At one glance he instantly knows the beings true nature. This was one of the Jann. Salahuddin steps forward and bows to the creature.
"Usqual al-Shakari it is an honor to meet one of the Jann. I am Salahuddin ibn Hamid al-Qadib and we would be honored to accept your hospitality. We can share in salt and bread and you can tell us what befell your mistress."
"Usqual al-Shakari it is an honor to meet one of the Jann. I am Salahuddin ibn Hamid al-Qadib and we would be honored to accept your hospitality. We can share in salt and bread and you can tell us what befell your mistress."
Quickleaf
Legend
[SECTION]The tall veiled Usqual surveys the corpse of the hydra, scarcely able to take his crystalline eyes off of it, nodding slowly to Lal Qalandar. "She is not my mistress, but you shall meet her, yes. She is a generous... It is a magnificent creature. Terrible, of course." Snapping his eyes off of the monstrosity your party felled, Usqual takes a few steps in the direction of the escarpment. "My father used to tell me stories of such creatures... 'born from the Straits of Varrigon' ...it was the noise that drew my attention. Only brave warriors could fell such a creature, but only wise ones would draw its corpse from the water. And where bravery shakes hands with wisdom, it is my experience honor makes the third guest."
Eyes twinkling behind his veil, Usqual bows knowingly to Salahuddin in some innate understanding of one another. "I cannot say what we have to offer will taste much better than hydra, but it is yours all the same." Again, he gestures toward the escarpment.[/SECTION]
The tall veiled Usqual surveys the corpse of the hydra, scarcely able to take his crystalline eyes off of it, nodding slowly to Lal Qalandar. "She is not my mistress, but you shall meet her, yes. She is a generous... It is a magnificent creature. Terrible, of course." Snapping his eyes off of the monstrosity your party felled, Usqual takes a few steps in the direction of the escarpment. "My father used to tell me stories of such creatures... 'born from the Straits of Varrigon' ...it was the noise that drew my attention. Only brave warriors could fell such a creature, but only wise ones would draw its corpse from the water. And where bravery shakes hands with wisdom, it is my experience honor makes the third guest."Eyes twinkling behind his veil, Usqual bows knowingly to Salahuddin in some innate understanding of one another. "I cannot say what we have to offer will taste much better than hydra, but it is yours all the same." Again, he gestures toward the escarpment.[/SECTION]
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The man had died by sword and by fire, Ankabut thought. Here was a creature of air to fly, water...which had apparently been 'stolen,' earth and fire. And he had a sword, as well as the magic to move as quickly and unobtrusively as she herself. She was glad she had not leapt to conclusions and struck to kill at once, but this was not safety. Not yet.
She went to Akilah's side and waited with what might be mistaken as demureness to see what the Vizier would bid them do. All the while watching the jann over her veil, ready to act.
She went to Akilah's side and waited with what might be mistaken as demureness to see what the Vizier would bid them do. All the while watching the jann over her veil, ready to act.
