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<blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 7328840" data-attributes="member: 20323">For a moment the Al-Aeshma's form wavers, as if he might vanish into a cloud of sand borne on the evening winds. He maintains solidity through force of will, a scowl descending over his face as he hangs on Salahuddin's words. &quot;You do not realize the gift you've been given, O Wind Called, the power. I have known many sha'irs in my time; some overreach for what is beyond their grasp, while some take the knee before the rulers of genie-kind. I thought you might be one who walks the fine breath between these.&quot; His eyes blaze with intensity, as if looking at the sun's diffuse light through a sandstorm.&quot;You worry of the Great Caliph, binding yourself to him like a fawning servant. And in the same breath, you seek to mettle in affairs of the wishbond far older than you. Can you not leave what affairs belong to the djinn with the djinn, trusting the affairs of genie-kind to genies? Can you not see that you are the wolf, and not the sheep, seeking your own fortune in the world of men?&quot; There is a fierceness in the Al-Aeshma's voice, but a plaintive undercurrent as well, as if he still hopes for Salahuddin to accept his offer.&quot;Our risks are matched, are they not? I must trust you will honor your word to release my kin, as you must trust mine to deliver reliable secrets,&quot; even as the words leave his mouth, the Al-Aeshma casts a sardonic glance toward Akilah as if to imply her magic circumvented the risk of trusting his word, as if to imply the Al-Aeshma is actually the one taking the greater risk.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Quickleaf, post: 7328840, member: 20323"] For a moment the Al-Aeshma's form wavers, as if he might vanish into a cloud of sand borne on the evening winds. He maintains solidity through force of will, a scowl descending over his face as he hangs on Salahuddin's words. [b]"You do not realize the gift you've been given, O Wind Called, the [i]power[/i]. I have known many sha'irs in my time; some overreach for what is beyond their grasp, while some take the knee before the rulers of genie-kind. I thought you might be one who walks the fine breath between these."[/b] His eyes blaze with intensity, as if looking at the sun's diffuse light through a sandstorm. [b]"You worry of the Great Caliph, binding yourself to him like a fawning servant. And in the same breath, you seek to mettle in affairs of the wishbond far older than you. Can you not leave what affairs belong to the djinn with the djinn, trusting the affairs of genie-kind to genies? Can you not see that you are the wolf, and not the sheep, seeking your own fortune in the world of men?"[/b] There is a fierceness in the Al-Aeshma's voice, but a plaintive undercurrent as well, as if he still hopes for Salahuddin to accept his offer. [b]"Our risks are matched, are they not? I must trust you will honor your word to release my kin, as you must trust mine to deliver reliable secrets,"[/b] even as the words leave his mouth, the Al-Aeshma casts a sardonic glance toward Akilah as if to imply her magic circumvented the risk of trusting his word, as if to imply the Al-Aeshma is actually the one taking the greater risk. [/QUOTE]

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