Heirs to the Burning Thrones

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Abdul bows and says "honorably fought!" "Do you need help with the wound?"

*The giant nods briefly and Abdul uses his wand to seal the giant's wounds. With a polite bow, the giant ducks into the buildings and vanishes from view.

"Certainly, my dear Nafeesa," he says with a smile. "Well done with the kamadan." With that said, he begins to approach his best guess regarding the creature that held his crown: the jackal lord. "Good afternoon, honorable sir."

*The jackal lord gives an elegant bow and a strange slow smile.*

"Good morning Tariq. What brings you here this day?" he inquires in a smooth and cultured voice.

Samira’s forehead crinkles as she looks upon the sunwrym, “I do not mean to be rude, my noble creature, but one does not question a sultan’s motives so I suspect no one should question mine. Do you protect my circlet or not?”

*Samira stands unwavering before the great beast just as ready to accept her crown as to defend herself. *

*The sunwyrm gives a great laugh, the light around it brightening, and Samira reflexively catches her crown as it is flung into her hands.*

"Spoken like a true sultan's daughter! Let no creature bar you from your desires," it sings in her mind, as the glowing dragon flies high into the sky.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

* Samira watches for a few seconds as the creature flies higher into the sky but with a self-approving grin she turns to her beloved Shalah. *

“Shall we go and retrieve your circlet my beloved?”

 

[Dark Nemesis]

*The jackal lord gives an elegant bow and a strange slow smile.*

"Good morning Tariq. What brings you here this day?" he inquires in a smooth and cultured voice.

*Tariq is surprised when the creature addressed him by name, but does not allow the surprise to show in his eyes or his expression. The fact that the jackal lord knew his name made him wonder what else the creature knew about him. He bows low, showing his respect.*

"It appears you have me at a disadvantage, sir. Would you honor me by telling me your name?"

*At the jackal lord's question, Tariq smiles.*

"Myself and a few others were presented with a rare opportunity. And yourself? What is it that brings you to this lovely oasis?"

*Tariq will make conversation with the jackal lord, listening with interest to what he has to say, and being friendly, yet respectful. At last, he turns the conversation to the circlet.*

"I could not help but to notice the crown that you are carrying. I beg your forgiveness for asking, but for whom is it intended?"

 

[Keia]

Jibril a'Mussan (Windwalker, Human) - Rogue/Fighter/Psion

*Jibril congratulated Nafeesa on obtaining the crown, and watched carefully over the discussions that Tariq was having with the Jackal Lord. He was prepared to strike, but tried his best to stay out of the way and remain relaxed.*

*Jibril looked to the others to see who had recover crowns and from whom.*

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Tariq is surprised when the creature addressed him by name, but does not allow the surprise to show in his eyes or his expression. The fact that the jackal lord knew his name made him wonder what else the creature knew about him. He bows low, showing his respect.*

"It appears you have me at a disadvantage, sir. Would you honor me by telling me your name?"

*At the jackal lord's question, Tariq smiles.*

"Myself and a few others were presented with a rare opportunity. And yourself? What is it that brings you to this lovely oasis?"

*Tariq will make conversation with the jackal lord, listening with interest to what he has to say, and being friendly, yet respectful. At last, he turns the conversation to the circlet.*

"I could not help but to notice the crown that you are carrying. I beg your forgiveness for asking, but for whom is it intended?"

"I am known as Silverthorn, princeling. And I was brought here to see if you were worthy of ruling Keldev. You are devious and clever, like myself, and utterly unlike the healing mother behind you. As for this crown I hold... how would you propose to have me reliquish it to you?" the jackal lord says smoothly.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

*Tariq glanced around briefly, checking the progress of his erstwhile companions.*

“It appears my companions have found a number of ways to obtain their crowns. However, I am loathe to face you in combat, friend Silverthorn, if more peaceful means can be used. Perhaps you would be willing to trade for the crown?”

*As Tariq speaks, he glanced briefly down at the circlet that the jackal lord carried, trying to ascertain its worth.*

(OOC: Attempting to appraise, at +10 for the skill check.)

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The crown seems to be of the finest craftmenship, though of undeterminate origin. You'd have to take a closer look to be sure of its qualities, but it's worth several thousand at least.*

"A trade? You intrigue me Tariq. What could you possible trade to me for a crown that is meant to rule a kingdom? Jewels? Gold? Water? Power?" Silverthorne asks with a raised eyebrow and a twitch of his ear.

 

[Goddess FallenAngel]

* Samira watches for a few seconds as the creature flies higher into the sky but with a self-approving grin she turns to her beloved Shalah. *

“Shall we go and retrieve your circlet my beloved?”

“I am not so sure that the water elemental holds my crown, dear heart.” Shalah says to Samira. “The water elemental heals and protects the land… while the sepia serpent is cunning and intelligent, the very things I was named by my guide, Wajih. I feel more strongly about the serpent. But if I am wrong….” *She pauses, clearly torn by internal debate. Then, with a shrug, she walks towards the serpent, stopping well outside its striking range.*

*She bows to the creature.* “Noble one, whose crown is it that you hold?” She watches the sepia serpent warily, waiting for a sign or movement to indicate its thoughts.

[OOC: Sorry it took me so long to get back, I got swamped after GenCon because I started a new job this past Monday. ]

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The sepia serpant looks at Shalah with one golden-brown eye, and then glares at her with a heated golden stare. It seems to penetrate deep into Shalah's mind, but abruptly she shakes it off, breaking the stare sharply. The snake begins to coil in preparation to strike...*

 

[Dark Nemesis]

*Tariq smiled at Silverthorn's question, and leaned back, tilting his head as if thinking.* "I am certain that we can come to an agreement that satisfies all." *Taking a step back, he puts down his pack and reaches in, careful not to disturb Aliyy. He rummages around, until he finds what he is looking for. Retrieving it, he shows it to the jackal lord. It is a peice of white silk.*

"As forwhat I have to trade, this is but an example of what I have to offer." *Carefully, he unfolds it to reveal a single sapphire. It was a magnificent shade of royal blue, and in the bright desert sunlight, seemed to sparkle with a myriad of reds, greens and yellows. The gem itself was only worth about 500 gold, but Tariq had been careful to cut it in such a way that it might appear to be worth more. He only gives Silverthorn a brief look, to show him what he has, before once again wrapping it up in the silk.*