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<blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 7123344" data-attributes="member: 20323">~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*[SECTION][align=left]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/eb/1d/0c/eb1d0ce2dbac2a2b4a1f8d1c65366c7f.jpg[/align]Sheikh Ali al-Hadd rests wearily in his chambers, frowning at the blue misty gen before him. Summoning him! May the Great Gods preserve him from the arrogance of genies and their masters! He rests in a great wooden chair, cracking the seal on an official correspondence when Salahuddin views the Sheikh through Easifa's eyes.&quot;Peace onto you, sha'ir. How is the Vizier?&quot; he immediately inquires. Upon hearing mention of his nephew Ajan's name, the Sheikh scowls heavily, &quot;Troops to Ajan? He really is addled by sunstroke if he thinks that I'd send soldiers to him, depleting Tajar's garrison at a time like this.&quot; When his initial reaction subsides, the Sheikh thinks for a moment, &quot;My son Afzal is honorary commander of our cavalry. He is aided by a most skilled askara (female soldier) Hatia min-Turab who handle the day-to-day matters of command.&quot; Though the Sheikh does not call out his son's incompetence as such, the concern and disappointment are written on his aging face. &quot;Perhaps she received the letter and knew it would displease me...&quot; Yet the words leaving his mouth trail off, as the Sheikh appears unconvinced of his own theory. &quot;If my son spent more time attending to matters of state and less trying to woo Dulcet Riqqiyah, perhaps this mistake would not have been made.&quot;Resting in his callused hands is a letter bearing a merchant's seal. Sheikh Ali listens to Salahuddin's voice issuing from the floating gen, his scowl deepening when Salahuddin asserts that someone close to the Sheikh may be deceiving him. &quot;I see. Well, I would not have made it this far as Sheikh if I did not always remain vigilant, oh sha'ir. Is there more news you bear for me?&quot;[/SECTION]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Quickleaf, post: 7123344, member: 20323"] [CENTER]~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*[/CENTER] [SECTION][align=left]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/eb/1d/0c/eb1d0ce2dbac2a2b4a1f8d1c65366c7f.jpg[/align]Sheikh Ali al-Hadd rests wearily in his chambers, frowning at the blue misty gen before him. [i]Summoning[/i] him! May the Great Gods preserve him from the arrogance of genies and their masters! He rests in a great wooden chair, cracking the seal on an official correspondence when Salahuddin views the Sheikh through Easifa's eyes. [b]"Peace onto you, sha'ir. How is the Vizier?"[/b] he immediately inquires. Upon hearing mention of his nephew Ajan's name, the Sheikh scowls heavily, [b]"Troops to Ajan? He really is addled by sunstroke if he thinks that I'd send soldiers to him, depleting Tajar's garrison at a time like this."[/b] When his initial reaction subsides, the Sheikh thinks for a moment, [b]"My son Afzal is honorary commander of our cavalry. He is aided by a most skilled [i]askara[/i] (female soldier) Hatia min-Turab who handle the day-to-day matters of command."[/b] Though the Sheikh does not call out his son's incompetence as such, the concern and disappointment are written on his aging face. [b]"Perhaps she received the letter and knew it would displease me..."[/b] Yet the words leaving his mouth trail off, as the Sheikh appears unconvinced of his own theory. [b]"If my son spent more time attending to matters of state and less trying to woo Dulcet Riqqiyah, perhaps this mistake would not have been made."[/b] Resting in his callused hands is a letter bearing a merchant's seal. Sheikh Ali listens to Salahuddin's voice issuing from the floating gen, his scowl deepening when Salahuddin asserts that someone close to the Sheikh may be deceiving him. [b]"I see. Well, I would not have made it this far as Sheikh if I did not always remain vigilant, oh sha'ir. Is there more news you bear for me?"[/b][/SECTION] [/QUOTE]

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