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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 6969988" data-attributes="member: 20323">By night, the markets of Tajar take on a less savory character, for the prying eyes of the Sheikh's market inspectors and his "pet hakima" are usually not to be seen. Indentured servants and slaves from Akota, live scorpions, and dwarven-made koumiss (fermented mare's milk) so strong it could fell an ogre. Nowhere is this more noticeable than at the lively auction houses burning oil lamps until the dawn. Swarthy sailors rub shoulders with shrewd-eyed nomads and veiled thieves trying to outbid one another without paying too much.The animated auctioneer sings praises to the bounty of the gods in between taking bids on a <a href="https://www.skullis.com/ProductImage/4801694/Rainbow-Obsidian-Crystal-Skull-07.jpg" target="_blank">rainbow obsidian skull</a>, with betting pushing above 100 dinar (gp).A proud-cheeked raven-haired al-Hadhar (city-dweller) woman watches the auction from the rear close to the entrance so she has a better vantage point of the bidders. She slices a pear with a jambiya, taking the slices from the blade, when she notices you pointed her way by one of the doormen. Already, whispers are flying that Vizier Akilah is here to raid the auction house.[SECTION][ALIGN=LEFT]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/c4/30/b3/c430b3a17a63c87a8015b4b78bd645fc.jpg[/ALIGN]Pushing off the wall, the woman cleans her jambiya, smirking at your approach. "Should I be flattered that the good Sheikh sends not one of his viziers but two? Since you don't have a retinue of sweaty guards with you, I'll presume this is a business visit?" Jina the Bold sheathes her jambiya, and gestures politely to a table with a pitcher of palm wine and several ceramic cups. One of her men, a man with tattoos of a corsair, comes over to fill the cups during which time Jina falls silent. Once he is gone she continues. "It's information you're after? If you were here to bid, the good viziers would be better disguised. So it must be information..."Glancing at Kaniel's mamluk facial tattoos, she purses her lips. "You're setting forth to face these raiders, I take it? I've crossed their paths once or twice. Rather, I should say, they crossed mine. It did not go well. For them." She winks at Salahuddin as she takes a sip of palm wine. "However, I did lose several wagons of antiquities that set back my firra (firm) by months. Old elven antiquities too, from before the time of the Loregiver and First Caliph. Very valuable to the right collector."[/SECTION]</blockquote>

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