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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 7160694" data-attributes="member: 20323">The map to Jabir bin Hayyan’s tomb, former moneylender to the Sultan, was deciphered, and the tension with Nimar al-Solak’s rogues resolved with diplomacy.Eventually, only embers remained of the campfire. The snoring of the rogues, having indulged in too much palm wine, was matched only by Ajan’s nomads of the Young Camel. One could have felled several trees with the sawing sounds of their snoring.From atop a moonlit rock, both the watchful handmaiden “Amina” and the invisible gen Easifa observed a messenger pigeon alight next to Fereshte, the silent sister of the rogues contracted to help you explore Badu al-Kabir. There was no trace of string, wax, nor note. Who was she communicating with back in Tajar, City of Trade? It was a mystery that would have to wait…<img src="http://i.imgur.com/nNnToba.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Day 3 – Al-Yabki Pass<img src="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/80/2c/2b/802c2bab8ab08640ba84de46834dbff5.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />[GM]This is not a long rest, in terms of the rules.When it comes to travel, I require you to find a sanctuary (e.g. oasis, amidst an entire desert tribe, settlement, a tower/ruin you fortify) to gain benefits of a long rest.[/GM][GM]Day 3 - morning encounter<a href="http://orokos.com/roll/516893" target="_blank">17+ is an encounter while traveling with Ajan and his nomads</a>: 3d20 20, 13, 2Al-Yabki Mountain Pass<a href="http://orokos.com/roll/516895" target="_blank">http://orokos.com/roll/516895</a>: 2d10 12 Merchants<a href="http://orokos.com/roll/516896" target="_blank">http://orokos.com/roll/516896</a>: 1d4 4 Caravan of Fahad al-Zakir, buyer/seller of art objects, gems, and rarities[/GM]Ajan breaks camp before sunrise as promised, the camels rising to their feet with groans almost as ornery as the sextet of rogues. To the east, the sun slowly creeps up from above the distant Golden Gulf, sending long shadows across a landscape basking in the morning light. Soon enough, you make your way into Al-Yabki Pass. Precious little sign of water at the base of these arid mountains. Upthrust stones reach to heights of 1,000 feet. The nomads whisper that once giants lived in the Al-Yabki mountains, but were turned to stone for not following the way of the Loregiver. It is easy to see how such a tale could come to be – enormous chunks of rock are split, revealing the dark interior speckling with reflective minerals in the sunlight. The clatter of rocks echoes in the distance as you navigate your way to avoid the rougher rocky terrain. In the midday heat, the pass would be brutal. Ajan was wise to choose an early ascent.Only a few hours into crossing the pass, and you can make out a small line of pack camels wending their way down an escarpment, with several men wearing black and white checkered keffiyehs leading the camels. Upon noticing you, a large man excitedly waves a thick hand, hollering. Several rocks clatter down the escarpment. One of his smaller more sinuous fellows cuffs the oaf about the ears for speaking too loudly in a place of giants.</blockquote>

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