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<blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 7169465" data-attributes="member: 20323">[SBLOCK=Travel Map]<img src="http://i.imgur.com/pkReNFQ.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />[/SBLOCK]<img src="http://i.imgur.com/4fxvKJn.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Day 4 - Hakim OasisAjan bin Najon al-Yaqud – nephew to the Sheikh, cousin to Akilah, man with the mismatched eyes – leads you from the old qalat (fortified tower) come daybreak. He is wise to follow the wadi (dry river bed of an intermittent stream). It provides you some degree of cover, however sparse, from the hot winds frequent on this side of the Al-Yabki mountains. The camels also find it easier going along the silt than the rocks, making good time.Sinjin, Salahuddin’s ever-present towering genie valet, chuckles when the clockwork Ahseem gets tangled with a flock of songbirds which don't know what to do with the little scout. The songbirds are sign that you draw close to the oasis. Ahseem returns to Harun’s side a bit frazzled, twittering nervously in a mechanical sing-song…however it is not immediately soothed, continuing to twitter in a high-pitched tone.The sun is setting as you approach Hakim Oasis, with its pond reflecting the amber sunlight, and creating a momentary mirroring reflection in its glassy waters. Partially buried in the sands and scattered amidst the rocks are scraps of burnt leather and charred bones. A flock of songbirds circles above the water, while the grackling cry of vultures is audible deeper in the oasis, the only sound piercing the silence of sunset…</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Quickleaf, post: 7169465, member: 20323"] [SBLOCK=Travel Map][img]http://i.imgur.com/pkReNFQ.png[/img][/SBLOCK] [img]http://i.imgur.com/4fxvKJn.jpg[/img] [size=4]Day 4 - Hakim Oasis[/size] Ajan bin Najon al-Yaqud – nephew to the Sheikh, cousin to Akilah, man with the mismatched eyes – leads you from the old [i]qalat[/i] (fortified tower) come daybreak. He is wise to follow the [i]wadi[/i] (dry river bed of an intermittent stream). It provides you some degree of cover, however sparse, from the hot winds frequent on this side of the Al-Yabki mountains. The camels also find it easier going along the silt than the rocks, making good time. Sinjin, Salahuddin’s ever-present towering genie valet, chuckles when the clockwork Ahseem gets tangled with a flock of songbirds which don't know what to do with the little scout. The songbirds are sign that you draw close to the oasis. Ahseem returns to Harun’s side a bit frazzled, twittering nervously in a mechanical sing-song…however it is not immediately soothed, continuing to twitter in a high-pitched tone. The sun is setting as you approach Hakim Oasis, with its pond reflecting the amber sunlight, and creating a momentary mirroring reflection in its glassy waters. Partially buried in the sands and scattered amidst the rocks are scraps of burnt leather and charred bones. A flock of songbirds circles above the water, while the grackling cry of vultures is audible deeper in the oasis, the only sound piercing the silence of sunset… [/QUOTE]

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