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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 7131829" data-attributes="member: 20323">[SECTION][align=left]http://i.imgur.com/rNCBfLQ.jpg[/align]Sucking in his cheek, Derafsh smugly probes the fire which grows lower and lower as the evening deepens. The way his diffuse vision scans for desert threats (or a knife in the back) while tending it shows he is no stranger to life beyond the city gates. "He is not the Sultan of much these days, books in monastery perhaps, but yes he is alive. At least the last I heard. During the rebellion, the Grand Caliph answered Sheikh Ali's plea – then the Sheikh was barely a young man – with a fleet of mamluks. They took Al-Azrad in chains back to Huzuz where he was tried...recanted..." at this, Derafsh smiles wryly like he doesn't believe it for a second, "...and sent to a monastery of Zann the Learned in the hill country near Wasat to meditate on his sins, a most honored guest." Derafsh pauses in his explanation with a glance to Lal Qalandar to clarify that the line between guest and prisoner must be very thin for the deposed Sultan.He murmurs in agreement about his brother and the strange hold the Sultan's character seems to hold over Nimar, at least according to Derafsh, but falls into a sullen silence as he contemplates. "The wood is nearly spent. It is time to sleep, wanderer," he says, before kicking sand onto the hot logs and dousing them in a roil of smoke.[/SECTION]</blockquote>