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<blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 4662265" data-attributes="member: 20323"><p>I just wrote a quick vignette to capture the feel of a 4th edition Al-Qadim. Take it or leave it. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p></p><p>The stranger stood in the back of the mosque, one foot in the morning light kissing veins of white marble, the rest of him in cool shadow. Nazaam knelt again, bowing his head to the floor, saying the extra prayers for the first of the High Holy Days. From the corner of his eye, Nazaam watched the stranger pray, an otherworldly fierceness in the stranger’s eyes as the celebrants clapped to ward off evil. There was no mistaking – he was an aleef, one of the first nomads, wandering eternally in the desert, seeking something he could not define, fast as the wind, and merciless. Nazaam contemplated his prayer beads with a grimace; they still seemed stained with blood from years ago. Perhaps it was time to answer for his crimes, but not like this, not in a holy place. Rising, Nazaam quickly left through a side exit, stepping out into the street. The stranger caught his arm from behind.</p><p></p><p> Nazaam snarled stepping into the stranger, “Do you wish to spill my blood before the mosque?” The stranger was impassive. “You keep tormenting me, appearing when I pray like a specter. Why can’t you leave me in peace?”</p><p></p><p> His wild gray eyes appraised Nazaam carefully before the stranger put him in an arm lock and pushed him against the wall of the mosque. “I would kill you if I thought it would bring you peace, but we both know it is not your time yet.”</p><p></p><p> Nazaam struggled for a moment then went slack, resting his forehead against the decaying clay plaster. “For three years, I have come here each day asking forgiveness. By night I see her face in my dreams, by day you stalk me without speaking a word. My wife and children don’t know who I am anymore. I keep praying for death…”</p><p></p><p> Gently, the stranger released Nazaam. “Even in death there would be no peace for you, Nazaam ibn-Daoud, but you must release her.”</p><p></p><p> “What have you come here for?” Nazaam looked up at the aleef.</p><p></p><p> “You took my sister’s life, the least you can do is give me a moment of your time,” the stranger said smoothly, beckoning for Nazaam to follow. “Will you do that for me, Nazaam?” </p><p></p><p>Wiping his face, Nazaam felt the dual jambiyas hidden beneath his clothes resting against his ribs. It was a terrible thing to think how many lives those jeweled knives had taken, to think that he could kill the brother of the innocent woman he had killed in a heartbeat. He thought of abandoning the jambiyas which he had lived by, surrendering to his fate, but a glimmer of self-preservation, a memory of what his family had once been, prevented him. </p><p>Nazaam nodded, “Yes.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Quickleaf, post: 4662265, member: 20323"] I just wrote a quick vignette to capture the feel of a 4th edition Al-Qadim. Take it or leave it. :) The stranger stood in the back of the mosque, one foot in the morning light kissing veins of white marble, the rest of him in cool shadow. Nazaam knelt again, bowing his head to the floor, saying the extra prayers for the first of the High Holy Days. From the corner of his eye, Nazaam watched the stranger pray, an otherworldly fierceness in the stranger’s eyes as the celebrants clapped to ward off evil. There was no mistaking – he was an aleef, one of the first nomads, wandering eternally in the desert, seeking something he could not define, fast as the wind, and merciless. Nazaam contemplated his prayer beads with a grimace; they still seemed stained with blood from years ago. Perhaps it was time to answer for his crimes, but not like this, not in a holy place. Rising, Nazaam quickly left through a side exit, stepping out into the street. The stranger caught his arm from behind. Nazaam snarled stepping into the stranger, “Do you wish to spill my blood before the mosque?” The stranger was impassive. “You keep tormenting me, appearing when I pray like a specter. Why can’t you leave me in peace?” His wild gray eyes appraised Nazaam carefully before the stranger put him in an arm lock and pushed him against the wall of the mosque. “I would kill you if I thought it would bring you peace, but we both know it is not your time yet.” Nazaam struggled for a moment then went slack, resting his forehead against the decaying clay plaster. “For three years, I have come here each day asking forgiveness. By night I see her face in my dreams, by day you stalk me without speaking a word. My wife and children don’t know who I am anymore. I keep praying for death…” Gently, the stranger released Nazaam. “Even in death there would be no peace for you, Nazaam ibn-Daoud, but you must release her.” “What have you come here for?” Nazaam looked up at the aleef. “You took my sister’s life, the least you can do is give me a moment of your time,” the stranger said smoothly, beckoning for Nazaam to follow. “Will you do that for me, Nazaam?” Wiping his face, Nazaam felt the dual jambiyas hidden beneath his clothes resting against his ribs. It was a terrible thing to think how many lives those jeweled knives had taken, to think that he could kill the brother of the innocent woman he had killed in a heartbeat. He thought of abandoning the jambiyas which he had lived by, surrendering to his fate, but a glimmer of self-preservation, a memory of what his family had once been, prevented him. Nazaam nodded, “Yes.” [/QUOTE]
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