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Inner Sanctum Nobility
WIP for SAtS world building and plotting @EvangelineEverheart
Plot:
Plot:
- Atlantis was consumed by the desert and an evil djinn curses the land
- Shiek, newly home from abroad, returns to his homeland because his father is ill and dying. He's told he needs to stay and continue the legacy of protectors
- Evelyn Jones and her Harvard Professor/students arrive in ___ city and start to gather treasure hunters/local diggers for a quest to find the lost treasure cave of the 40 Thieves. They are funded by a wealthy nobleman with a map.
- Evelyn can't seem to make the map work, only realizing it works via moonlight.
- When she knows the location of the dig, she realizes that she's being watched/followed by strange cloaked men. Brushing it off, they gather their supplies and start their dig.
- This alerts the Shiek's men who bring the news to him.
- Evelyn and team are at the archeological site digging. Attempts to frighten them away occur but they brave through all of the non-violent attempts the Kazin's men use.
- Kazin and Fahad get into an arguement, Fahan runs off trying to find Professor Henry Grant and stop their dig with force. Kazin follows him and defuses the situation but not without Henry getting hurt by Fahan throwing him against a table. Meets Henry and Evelyn for the first time.
- On Professor Grant's suggestion, Evelyn shows Kazin the government papers, benefactor papers, and dig site plans. She cuts herself and he tells her that virgin blood shouldn't be spilt on wordly things. Their first touch.
- Turbulent relationship between cultures (esp Kazin slapping Evelyn). Evelyn takes Kazin in as a student. Kazin slaps Evelyn and repents. Gains back friendship under symbolism of a growing garden where friendship will be earned.
- [Fill in rest later - requires re-read]
- Evelyn brings map to Bel'akka camp with Noora and Conlan. Dressed in silks from Kazin's lap in judgement. Meets with elders. Figure out map is connected to moon in order to see full map.
- Kazin barges into Evelyn's tent, upset that she didn't come when ordered. Turns into argument about lies (Kazin's mahiza, Evelyn's heritage as a Duchess). Cools down and Kazin keeps her secret safe and tells her he wants to be friends in their garden. Teaches dance and Kazin breaks rule about not touching while dancing together.
- Kazin gets idea to "prove himself the perfect husband for Evelyn" after she tells him he'd be an awful husband. Harks back to Kazin telling Evelyn she'd make a good wife, just not for him.
- Thinks to put on a tournament to prove Evelyn of his strength in combat. Fahad, still angry, is his challenger and nearly kills him with a rock. Evelyn saves Kazin in front of his people. Kazin's speech on #220 page 11
- Conlan defends Kazin and challenges him when no one else would after seeing Fahad's actions. Evelyn gives him dara knot tied to arm which she tells him gives him protection. He flips Conlan as a result, believing in sahira magic
- Kazin summons Evelyn to his tent privately so they might speak about Fahad and her's first meeting. #231 pg 12 so he could go talk to Fahad and see what charged him up so much. Fahad needs reminding of what he means to Kazin. Evelyn fears the wedge she drives into his people and within him.
- Little bird and regal lion "game" gets out of hand. Desc of "perfect man" on #242. Taking "oh bite me" literally until Evelyn knees him in the damaged rib.
- Kazin gets caught atoning for his sins by punching himself, Evelyn is horrified he'd mutilate his body because of a mistake, not that it felt wrong. "do not try to change me Evelyn, because it hurts you" #255 despite her words of worry. After a brief meeting with Azizata, Kazin dismisses Evelyn.
- Kazin finds Fahad and speaks with him while Evelyn walks with Eyad and Tarq and asks after further religious knowledge to better understand Kazin. Learns about Diyata, sharaf, and Ird.
- Feast with some of Kazin's family (takes photographs, Kazin and Evelyn dance together and almost kiss)
- Next day Eyad finds out of Kazin's plan to 'be best husband' and scolds him. Evelyn learns that she kissed Kazin on the cheek before going to bed. Both parties go to the sufi for assistance and run into each other to which the sufi witness and are later told to by Kazin about their clingy nature of their garden. Evelyn runs to cliff and is confronted by Fahad who saves her from falling off a cliff.
- Evelyn finds the first artifact, being warned about the curse should they remove it from its resting place
Trace these runes upon the strand
when rhythm quiets throughout the land
where old caverns deep meet the brand
and neither dusk nor dawn shines upon the sand
To grant safe passage by caravan
May he [Al-Quam] be your arcana at hand
'Neath His blinking eye, Heathens can not stand
Unworthy blood flow when they hear the Great command
(blinking eye in reference to the moon and its many phases)
when rhythm quiets throughout the land
where old caverns deep meet the brand
and neither dusk nor dawn shines upon the sand
To grant safe passage by caravan
May he [Al-Quam] be your arcana at hand
'Neath His blinking eye, Heathens can not stand
Unworthy blood flow when they hear the Great command
(blinking eye in reference to the moon and its many phases)
A Century after its founding the House Zufar became known for their wisdom and fairness. Unlike many nobles they did not lord their wealth and position over their people, but worked to better all of Zufar. Thanks to the oasis providing limitless water, Zufar became a trading hub in the desert. wealth and prestige overflowed the City and the House of Zufar.
Unfortunately wealth and success breed contempt and jealousy in others and Zufar was no exception to rivals. The blue djinn felt that any wealth that moved through the sands rightly belonged to him. As such the Djinn began raiding any and all caravans that traveled to and from Zufar, choking the lifeblood of commerce from the great city. Without trade the city would surely suffer, for it had grown beyond the bounty the oasis alone could support. Maji and Mercenaries alike of the land were called upon to rid Zufar of the Djinn. All failed.
It was during this time that the Sultan, having been thought infertile from a hunting accident, fathered a daughter, a child so beautiful he could only think of a single name for his sole heir, Zumena, an ancient word for true beauty. As Zumena grew her beauty grew with her, so radiant was the young princess that many claimed she was touched by the heavens or perhaps a Nymph of the oasis.
Zumena lived up to her names. Beautiful as her first name and as wise and kind as every Zufar Sultan before her. Many a suitor, Sheikhs and Pashas alike, risked both the danger of the desert as well as that from the Djinn for the chance to meet the Zufarian princess and take her hand. But all were turned away, found lesser and wanting in the princess's eyes. However her beauty soon became a curse as word reached the Djinn and he demanded she be given to him or he would rain lightning down upon Zufar and take all the kingdom.
It was at this time when a man who would be hero stepped forward. Rasheed Nohas. A nobody from the streets of Zufar born of no family or wealth, but found a talent in battle and leading men, and joined as a soldier. He heard of the demands of the vile blue Djinn and gathered six of his closest and most loyal companions. They set off into the desert, tracking down the Djinn's lair, and performing a deed none other had, trapped the Djinn within his own magic. but not without cost. Rasheed was the only survivor and bore scars of lightning magic on his face and shoulders.
When Rasheed returned bearing the container of the Djinn as proof of his deed, he did the unthinkable. He made no claim to the gold of its hoard. Instead giving the entirety of it to the Sultan, stating "This wealth was stolen from the people of Zufar. I return it to its rightful owners." The sultan was amazed by the generosity and honor of this young man, but honor decreed such a deed could not go unrewarded, and he demanded that Rasheed name a reward, anything in the sultan's power to grant would be his. Rasheed let his eyes fall upon Zumena, and the sultan knew what the man would ask. And he was willing to grant it, such a man would be a fine husband for his daughter. But once more Rasheed shocked the court as he gazed at the princess and asked for one thing. "I would ask for a lock of Princess Zumena's hair. So that I may hold a piece of true beauty near my heart for the rest of my days."
The Sultan was stunned once more. This was not what he had intended or expected, But his order was followed and he had promised to give the young man the reward of his choice. He turned to the princess and asked for a lock of her hair. Only to be shocked again for a third time this day. "No." The princess spoke firm and plainly. Brining a gasp from everyone in court. and causing the young Rasheed's shoulder to slump in disappointment. "I will not give a lock of my hair to this Hero of Zufar."
She boldly stepped down from the throne and stood before the kneeling Rasheed, and reaching down she took his hand into hers, and lifted him to his feet. "Instead I will give him my hand. For I can find no better match for me, and no better husband." Fate can be strange indeed, as the princess had fallen in love with the young Rasheed the moment she had set eyes on him just as He had fallen for her. They had never even exchanged words before this, a simple meeting of the eyes during a parade on the streets.
The sultan was thrilled that his daughter had chosen a Husband and they were married before the caravans could bring the djinn's gold back to the city. The years following were filled with joy. Without the Djinn, Zufar prospered once more, wealth returning to the city. But the sultan succumbed to illness as well, and Sultana Zumena Zufar took the throne, supported by her husband Rasheed Nohas-Zufar. They were loved by the people and the city seemed to only grow more prosperous. Between the wisdom of Zumena and Rasheed's talent at warcraft. Zufar knew no enemies and thrived diplomatically with its neighbors. And it was with great joy and celebration that the Sultana announced to her people they she was with child.
Sadly, not all tales have a happy ending.
The legend of the Djinn's treasure and power lingered in the hearts of those outside the favor of Zufar. A society of warlocks, makers of the black arts, planned to release the djinn and claim the city as their own. They infiltrated the royal house as loyal servants and staff. Watching. Waiting. Until the right time. Nearing the birth of her child, the warlocks cast a grave spell upon Sultana Zumena. Some say the child was born still. Some say that it was born a hideous monster that had to be hidden away or killed. Others swear the child was smuggled from the city for its protection when they discovered magic plagued to make the Sultana ill.
When Zumena lost her child the city mourned for the royal families loss, the princess only falling more and more ill. Calls were sent out, rewards of unfathomable wealth were promised for any who could find a cure for the poison that was slowly stealing Zumena from Rasheed. Finally. One day the Prince ordered every person from the palace district. Every Soldier, servant and advisor, even the doctors and clerics were banished from the grounds. Leaving the prince alone, it was thought to mourn the passing of his wife, but it was then that a great whirlwind rose up, larger than anything anyone had ever heard of in reality or myth and legends. The mountain size cyclone of wind and sand swooped over the City of Zufar, and when it lifted the city was no more, only a crescent of a plateau remained among only sand and wind. and soon Zufar fell to legend and myth, becoming another mythical lost city swallowed by the sands.
Unfortunately wealth and success breed contempt and jealousy in others and Zufar was no exception to rivals. The blue djinn felt that any wealth that moved through the sands rightly belonged to him. As such the Djinn began raiding any and all caravans that traveled to and from Zufar, choking the lifeblood of commerce from the great city. Without trade the city would surely suffer, for it had grown beyond the bounty the oasis alone could support. Maji and Mercenaries alike of the land were called upon to rid Zufar of the Djinn. All failed.
It was during this time that the Sultan, having been thought infertile from a hunting accident, fathered a daughter, a child so beautiful he could only think of a single name for his sole heir, Zumena, an ancient word for true beauty. As Zumena grew her beauty grew with her, so radiant was the young princess that many claimed she was touched by the heavens or perhaps a Nymph of the oasis.
Zumena lived up to her names. Beautiful as her first name and as wise and kind as every Zufar Sultan before her. Many a suitor, Sheikhs and Pashas alike, risked both the danger of the desert as well as that from the Djinn for the chance to meet the Zufarian princess and take her hand. But all were turned away, found lesser and wanting in the princess's eyes. However her beauty soon became a curse as word reached the Djinn and he demanded she be given to him or he would rain lightning down upon Zufar and take all the kingdom.
It was at this time when a man who would be hero stepped forward. Rasheed Nohas. A nobody from the streets of Zufar born of no family or wealth, but found a talent in battle and leading men, and joined as a soldier. He heard of the demands of the vile blue Djinn and gathered six of his closest and most loyal companions. They set off into the desert, tracking down the Djinn's lair, and performing a deed none other had, trapped the Djinn within his own magic. but not without cost. Rasheed was the only survivor and bore scars of lightning magic on his face and shoulders.
When Rasheed returned bearing the container of the Djinn as proof of his deed, he did the unthinkable. He made no claim to the gold of its hoard. Instead giving the entirety of it to the Sultan, stating "This wealth was stolen from the people of Zufar. I return it to its rightful owners." The sultan was amazed by the generosity and honor of this young man, but honor decreed such a deed could not go unrewarded, and he demanded that Rasheed name a reward, anything in the sultan's power to grant would be his. Rasheed let his eyes fall upon Zumena, and the sultan knew what the man would ask. And he was willing to grant it, such a man would be a fine husband for his daughter. But once more Rasheed shocked the court as he gazed at the princess and asked for one thing. "I would ask for a lock of Princess Zumena's hair. So that I may hold a piece of true beauty near my heart for the rest of my days."
The Sultan was stunned once more. This was not what he had intended or expected, But his order was followed and he had promised to give the young man the reward of his choice. He turned to the princess and asked for a lock of her hair. Only to be shocked again for a third time this day. "No." The princess spoke firm and plainly. Brining a gasp from everyone in court. and causing the young Rasheed's shoulder to slump in disappointment. "I will not give a lock of my hair to this Hero of Zufar."
She boldly stepped down from the throne and stood before the kneeling Rasheed, and reaching down she took his hand into hers, and lifted him to his feet. "Instead I will give him my hand. For I can find no better match for me, and no better husband." Fate can be strange indeed, as the princess had fallen in love with the young Rasheed the moment she had set eyes on him just as He had fallen for her. They had never even exchanged words before this, a simple meeting of the eyes during a parade on the streets.
The sultan was thrilled that his daughter had chosen a Husband and they were married before the caravans could bring the djinn's gold back to the city. The years following were filled with joy. Without the Djinn, Zufar prospered once more, wealth returning to the city. But the sultan succumbed to illness as well, and Sultana Zumena Zufar took the throne, supported by her husband Rasheed Nohas-Zufar. They were loved by the people and the city seemed to only grow more prosperous. Between the wisdom of Zumena and Rasheed's talent at warcraft. Zufar knew no enemies and thrived diplomatically with its neighbors. And it was with great joy and celebration that the Sultana announced to her people they she was with child.
Sadly, not all tales have a happy ending.
The legend of the Djinn's treasure and power lingered in the hearts of those outside the favor of Zufar. A society of warlocks, makers of the black arts, planned to release the djinn and claim the city as their own. They infiltrated the royal house as loyal servants and staff. Watching. Waiting. Until the right time. Nearing the birth of her child, the warlocks cast a grave spell upon Sultana Zumena. Some say the child was born still. Some say that it was born a hideous monster that had to be hidden away or killed. Others swear the child was smuggled from the city for its protection when they discovered magic plagued to make the Sultana ill.
When Zumena lost her child the city mourned for the royal families loss, the princess only falling more and more ill. Calls were sent out, rewards of unfathomable wealth were promised for any who could find a cure for the poison that was slowly stealing Zumena from Rasheed. Finally. One day the Prince ordered every person from the palace district. Every Soldier, servant and advisor, even the doctors and clerics were banished from the grounds. Leaving the prince alone, it was thought to mourn the passing of his wife, but it was then that a great whirlwind rose up, larger than anything anyone had ever heard of in reality or myth and legends. The mountain size cyclone of wind and sand swooped over the City of Zufar, and when it lifted the city was no more, only a crescent of a plateau remained among only sand and wind. and soon Zufar fell to legend and myth, becoming another mythical lost city swallowed by the sands.
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