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<blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 7018060" data-attributes="member: 20323"><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">Rawun's Well</span></strong></p><p></p><p><img src="http://i.imgur.com/gOXBtAd.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></p><p></p><p>As Akilah and Derafsh near Rawun's Well, from the rooftops Amina can see the narrow streets open up into the small courtyard holding the well. From her vantage point, Amina spots six men milling about and trading brusque jokes and barbs; they are clad in the attire common to the poor of Tajar, a functional blend of al-Badia and al-Hadhar styles, with jambiyas and scimitars at their sides. A bottle passed among them reaches their tall veiled leader, who examines the empty contents with an impatient snarl before discarding it. A limited view down into the well is possible as Amina creeps along the flat rooftops, the raised edges and domes providing her with opportunities for cover; a spiral stair going down around the sides of the well is faintly visible, descending into darkness.</p><p></p><p>Amina makes out two waifs, a boy and girl of 12 or 13, speaking in hushed voices as the girl reveals something small and glowing in her hand to the boy's wonderment. Noticing Amina and Derafsh's approach, however, they exchange glances and scurry off the doorway they'd been lounging in, heading into the court of Rawun's Well to report to the veiled leader.</p><p></p><p>[SECTION][align=left]http://i.imgur.com/Z0sgIuu.jpg[/align]<strong>"Make ready,"</strong> barks the leader, stirring his men, <strong>"my brother returns and he is not alone."</strong> He moves toward the street Amina and Derafsh are entering from, drawing his scimitar casually as the others fall in behind him, hands on the pommels of their sheathed blades.</p><p></p><p>This must be Nimar al-Solak, brother to Derafsh who the latter spoke of.</p><p></p><p>Barring Akilah's advance, Nimar glances to his brother with a disproving look as he unhooks his veil, revealing a bitter desert-hardened face with a nasty scar dominating his left cheek. <strong>"Brother. And who have you brought for dinner? Ah, one of the Sheikh's viziers?"</strong>[/SECTION]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Quickleaf, post: 7018060, member: 20323"] [B][SIZE=4]Rawun's Well[/SIZE][/B] [IMG]http://i.imgur.com/gOXBtAd.jpg[/IMG] As Akilah and Derafsh near Rawun's Well, from the rooftops Amina can see the narrow streets open up into the small courtyard holding the well. From her vantage point, Amina spots six men milling about and trading brusque jokes and barbs; they are clad in the attire common to the poor of Tajar, a functional blend of al-Badia and al-Hadhar styles, with jambiyas and scimitars at their sides. A bottle passed among them reaches their tall veiled leader, who examines the empty contents with an impatient snarl before discarding it. A limited view down into the well is possible as Amina creeps along the flat rooftops, the raised edges and domes providing her with opportunities for cover; a spiral stair going down around the sides of the well is faintly visible, descending into darkness. Amina makes out two waifs, a boy and girl of 12 or 13, speaking in hushed voices as the girl reveals something small and glowing in her hand to the boy's wonderment. Noticing Amina and Derafsh's approach, however, they exchange glances and scurry off the doorway they'd been lounging in, heading into the court of Rawun's Well to report to the veiled leader. [SECTION][align=left]http://i.imgur.com/Z0sgIuu.jpg[/align][b]"Make ready,"[/b] barks the leader, stirring his men, [b]"my brother returns and he is not alone."[/b] He moves toward the street Amina and Derafsh are entering from, drawing his scimitar casually as the others fall in behind him, hands on the pommels of their sheathed blades. This must be Nimar al-Solak, brother to Derafsh who the latter spoke of. Barring Akilah's advance, Nimar glances to his brother with a disproving look as he unhooks his veil, revealing a bitter desert-hardened face with a nasty scar dominating his left cheek. [b]"Brother. And who have you brought for dinner? Ah, one of the Sheikh's viziers?"[/b][/SECTION] [/QUOTE]
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