Heirs to the Burning Thrones

[Brother Shatterstone]

Samira: Flamekissed Half-Nymph/Female (Gestalt: Unfettered/Rogue/Seductress)`

* Samira smiled at Malika’s concern but part of her felt disappointment at being dismissed so quickly. *

“Marid is safe. He’s following us in a small group and he should be here soon. He brings interesting news, grand news even, and frets over your loveliness as only a man truly in love can but I need… Pardon, I want to know if the name Bishr means anything to you.”

Samira quickly answers Shalah, -- Yes, of course. Soon but not now, please? --

 

[Rystil Arden]

--Certainly. Hold it off as long as you desire. We long with one heart to discover of your mother...I had only hoped to avoid provoking the fire nymph's wrath. This is your lost past, though, and thus, ultimately, your decision to make. I will not say a word unless you ask me first.--

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

* Samira smiled at Malika’s concern but part of her felt disappointment at being dismissed so quickly. *

“Marid is safe. He’s following us in a small group and he should be here soon. He brings interesting news, grand news even, and frets over your loveliness as only a man truly in love can but I need… Pardon, I want to know if the name Bishr means anything to you.”

Samira quickly answers Shalah, -- Yes, of course. Soon but not now, please? --

*The nymph starts, her face a mask of confusion and pain.*

"Bishr? I... I haven't heard that name in years... I knew him... I loved him once. How do you know of him?" she asks, her voice small and uncertain.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Aha. I knew it! They are the same.*

*Shalah leans in closer to Samira and gives the taller woman a friendly hug around the waist in support, but says nothing and likewise transmits nothing through the Mindlink*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Samira: Flamekissed Half-Nymph/Female (Gestalt: Unfettered/Rogue/Seductress)`

* Samira stared at the fire nymph in stunned silence until Shalah hugs her and wakes her from the spell but she still couldn’t believe it was true. Her mother? Found at long last? *

“And... the name Azizah? Does it mean anything to you?”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The nymph starts again.*

"How could you know that? How... could you know my old name? I haven't heard it in years... You..." she stops and draws closer, seeming to really see Samira for the first time. "Could it be? Could you be my little one?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Shalah feels Samira's muscles carefully as she holds onto the half-nymph's hand, so that she can easily release her grip should Samira be moved at this moment to rush into her mother's arms for a hug or some such, an event which seemed equally probable coming from Samira as a retaliatory tongue-lashing against the nymph for leaving her daughter motherless to become a slave to Al'Akamar. One could never tell. Either way, Shalah readied her mind to use some sort of psionic power just in case Samira did embrace the fire nymph with fiery and harmful consequences.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Samira: Flamekissed Half-Nymph/Female (Gestalt: Unfettered/Rogue/Seductress)

* Samira was usually not one to be lost for words but this wasn’t a normal time and for a second or two should could only dumbly nod her head at the truth before taking a few false steps to but feared the dangers of her mothers embrace. *

“Yes… I am your child.” She turned quickly to Shalah, “please I want to be hugged by my mother. Please let me test your crown.”

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Here goes nothing. Let's see how powerful my genie ancestors really are!*

*Shalah concentrates her hardest on the power of her circlet, attempting to control and augment with those from the circlet the water molecules within Samira's body so that they will rise to the surface when exposed to Azizah/Malilka's heat, causing the water to use the heat energy to transform into gas and evaporate away, protecting Samira's flesh from any danger from the fire nymph's warmth, much like a layer of alcohol placed above water, skin, or even fondue, when lit on fire, will completely burn itself away before the seemingly endangered flesh is even harmed at all, as the alcohol is more reactive. She attunes the release and augmentation of the protective water layer to Azizah's flame, and prays to the Spirits.*

*Even though she is herself uncertain, Shalah smiles beatifically at Samira for the younger girl's benefit and nods when she is finished, readying her circlet's powers to protect Samira in case this didn't work.*

[OOC: Using the circlet. Not sure if a Use Magic Device check is needed, but I have +24]

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Samira felt a faint film of moisture all over her body even as her mother reached to embrace her. The fire nymph's skin was hot, but Samira felt both Shalah's magic and her own heritage protecting her.*

"My little girl, my little one... Can you ever forgive me? Your father was my first love, and I was unprepared for the fires that love brings to the soul. I did not know if you, my daughter, would be protected from me, and so I sent you away to keep you safe. I am so happy you found me, my little one. I never knew if you would..." Malika says, tears of flame streaming down her face and floating into the night sky.