Heirs to the Burning Thrones

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*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."

*The fire nymph gives a tremulous smile, still on the knife edge of tears and happiness.*

"Thank you, thank you very much," she says softly. Cala gives her a frank and appraising gaze before speaking to both Marid and Malika. "You, boy, have some difficult times ahead of you. You're going to have to be a great diplomat to keep both a mortal and immortal bride happy. And you, girl, will have to learn patience and control. The mortal world works by strange laws to your kind, and judging how your meeting with Samira went, you haven't mastered them. Don't be quick to judge," the elderly and cantakerous heir says with a scowl on her face. The two lovers look at each other in shock before turning back to Jibril and Shalah (and whoever else is near).

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Cala can be somewhat...blunt at times, but her advice is essentially sound...I am just glad to have been able to do a small part to help you, and I can only hope that some day Samira can be happy for you too, and the four of us can all visit and share water and laughter together!"

 

[Keia]

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

"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."

"The most esteemed one, Shalah, is being too kind, wondrous Malika, with herself - and the strong and true feelings of Marid, much would not have been possible," Jibril offered, hoping to diffuse a bit of Cala's discussion. He did not doubt her thoughts - in fact he considered them necessary and was pleased he did not need to say them himself.

 

[Lady Shatterstone]

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

*Nafeesa reaches out to move her hand along the lizard's back.*

" He is a fire lizard, native to the fire-oasis. They do love the company of humans though many are not kept as pet since one would need to keep a fire going day and night for the little critters to be comfortable. They don't eat much that I know, mostly minreals and a few other little creature they catch." She rattles off the facts about the lizard while petting its remarkably soft scales. Nafessa does enjoy sharing her knowledge with those who will listen.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Upon seeing the happiness that Marid and Malika shared when they were together, Tariq could not help but to smile. Having approached with Marid in the first place, he is happy simply to stay with Cala, Jibril and Shalah and listen to what the fire nymph had to say.

 

[Evil Ujio]

Tarek watches the events as an impassive observer. He keeps is thoughts on the moment, and does not allow himself to get swept up in the emotion running high, rather trying to see just how he can turn this event to his advantage.

 

[khavren]

Abdul

Abdul warily approaches the gathering around the nymph, trying to judge the emotions of those present.

 

[khavren]

Abdul


"Marid, Malika? Have you worked out your plan for the future?"

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Cala can be somewhat...blunt at times, but her advice is essentially sound...I am just glad to have been able to do a small part to help you, and I can only hope that some day Samira can be happy for you too, and the four of us can all visit and share water and laughter together!"

"I... I thank you. I hope one day... she can forgive me. I am not what she wished, and she may never forgive me for not living up to her expectations. Then again, I cannot possibly be the woman she has built up in her mind," Malika says softly. "It's all right Malika. It's so sudden, nobody knew what to say. Malika, my father will be here soon to negotiate your dowery, in preparation for the wedding. I can't do this for you... is there anyone here, your guards perhaps, that could help you?" Marid asks gently. The two phoelarch guards shake their heads violently at the mere suggestion, and Malika laughs. "Azhar and Nuri are not diplomats. Could you, Shalah, or Jibril or Tariq, or another help me?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I would be most honoured, noble Malika, to assist you as you see fit," Shalah says, "I know that some day Samira will forgive you and see your love for what it is without spurning it."