Heirs to the Burning Thrones

[khavren]

Abdul

"It does not appear that Shalah was able to keep them from arguing. Perhaps you should see if what you can do to cool tempers Jibril, especially before Marid slips loose and runs right into the flames. Perhaps her love for Samira has distracted her usual honey tongue from it's dancing in the midst of such a conflict." Abdul stops and waits for Jibril to proceed, holding out his hand to indicate that Marid should wait just a moment longer.

 

[Keia]

Jibril A'Mussan PPs: 84/128, HPs: 88/88, AC: 29, Init: 18

"It does not appear that Shalah was able to keep them from arguing. Perhaps you should see if what you can do to cool tempers Jibril, especially before Marid slips loose and runs right into the flames. Perhaps her love for Samira has distracted her usual honey tongue from it's dancing in the midst of such a conflict."

"At once, esteemed one," Jibril replied bowing slightly. "I shall make haste carry out your wishes."

*Jibril moved through the sand with some difficulty. As he neared the creatures of fire and the oasis itself, he rose a foot off the ground, his stride and posture improving with every step.*

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Malika turned and seemed to scrub away her tears as Marid closed the distance. As he ran into her embrace, her face was transformed into a blissfully happy expression. The two kissed passionately, ignoring the presence of the others close by. Eventually the two separated and Marid began to explain in detail the plan the Heirs had conceived to keep them together.*

"Marid, I believe I understand. But... I do not think I could bear to be away from a fire oasis for long. I have followed your father's caravan from oasis to oasis, but I do not think I could dwell in a house for long. If you must have this other wife, I beg you to live near one so that I do not pine for my home," she says, brushing away a strand of his dark hair. Though Marid's skin is flushed, he does not seem to be in any distress from the heat. Marid nods eagerly, his eyes only for her.

"Yes, yes, I thought about that. We will go south and make our home in Harr. I know fire oases are near, and I can expand my father's interests there..." he begins, and the two begin to talk animatedly about their life together.

*At the moment the young lovers seem to be oblivious to the world. Suhayb looks at the phoelarchs with suspicion, and they glare right back at him in a mutal understanding of the wariness of warriors. Omran stands near Samira and Nafeesa, obstinately ignoring anything they're saying.*

OOC - I need to know who's wearing their crowns.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Abdul: [sblock]You can see the golden and scarlet outlines of not only the phoelarchs and the fire nymph, but the fire lizards and fire snakes hidden within the various pyramids of rocks and pools of fire[/sblock]

Shalah: [sblock]Here, of all places, you have difficulty sensing any water. The air and land is desperately dry here, though you have the feeling that if you wished it, you could create water even in this barren place.[/sblock]

*While Samira and Nafeesa sit on a small pyramid of warm rocks, they hear a click behind them. Some of the small rocks near the top fall as a small fire lizard burrows its way out of them. It looks at them both curiously, then walks onto Samira's lap and curls up in contentment.*

*As Jibril draws close to the two lovers, Malika spots him and the two turn to face him. Cala comes along behind Jibril, her face set in a sour scowl. As usual.*

"Yes... who are you, you who I must thank for returning my love to me?" Malika says quietly.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Willing to let the others take the credit if they desired, Shalah introduced them to the Fire Nymph.*

"These are our esteemed guide Jibril, and my honoured associate Cala. They were crucial in our efforts in convincing Kadar to accept the love between you and Marid."

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

* Though she suspected that the lizard was from her mother Samira showed it no malice as she petted the creature’s rough skin with her dainty fingers and some of her anger was forgotten in the process. *

“Well aren’t you just a noisy thing?”

 

[Lady Shatterstone]

*Nafeesa smiles as the lizard crawls onto Samira's lap. She notices there is less hurt and anger in the pampered woman's voice. Removing her arm from Samira's body, Nafessa patts the woman's knee gentely.*

"How do you feel now my dear?" The concern has left her voice and in its place there is kindness and understanding.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

* In answer to Nafeesa’s question Samira leans up and gently kisses the gemchild’s cheek. *

“I should be fine as long as I don’t have to be reminded of… it. I had no mother before it’s no different than now.”

 

[Lady Shatterstone]

* Nafeesa touchs her cheek and smiles at Samira*

"Well, why don't we sit here and enjoy the company till we are needed? Besides your little pet seems to have made itself comfortable." Nafeesa feels as though she has a slightly better understanding of the former harem gueen.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

* Samira smiles and nods her head in agreement as she continued to stroke the lizard’s scaly back. *

“Yes, yes he has… You’re a women of the desert, Nafeesa, do you know what sort of lizard he is and would you like to pet him?”