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-====== Tales =======+ ====== Tales =======
  
 Just creating the document so we can fill it in tonight♥ Just creating the document so we can fill it in tonight♥
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 Months have 30 days, and the five holy days don't have any months, they just come after 30th of Qawafil and before 1st of Safa. Months have 30 days, and the five holy days don't have any months, they just come after 30th of Qawafil and before 1st of Safa.
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 +Första taraq börjar året,\\ 
 +nästa masta kommer näst.\\ 
 +Magarib, gamman har knopp i håret,\\ 
 +Mihla, qawafil blommar mest.\\ 
 +Safa, dar och riyah,\\ 
 +härlig sommar är det då.\\ 
 +Men nau och rahat\\ 
 +och saris är så grå.
  
 ===== #boatmode Session Zero ===== ===== #boatmode Session Zero =====
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 ===== Taraq 1 ===== ===== Taraq 1 =====
  
-==== The tale of the dock worker and the lazy hobos too good for a day's honest work ====+==== The Tale of the Dock Worker ====
  
 One day at the docks while unleading heavy crates for Andar bin Solmor's trading company, a dockworker overheard three bums that seemed out of their luck. "I'll offer them a job", he thought, and said that they could work with him for seven dinars a week. More than enough to cover a modest lifestyle, with food and stay at one of the local inns. "That's not enough for us!" they answered. "Fools", he thought, "who does not know the value of steady money." But he told them "If that's not enough, you might inquire with Mahnaz al-Qudra, she might need sa'luks such as yourself to guard her mine." "Sa'luks! We be not sa'luks!" they snarled. "We want to work as scribes, sorting papers!" "Well," the dockworker replied, "that's probably still going to be about the same pay as here" "Not enough!" they said. "Give us better work!" "What fools have Fate wrought", he thought. One day at the docks while unleading heavy crates for Andar bin Solmor's trading company, a dockworker overheard three bums that seemed out of their luck. "I'll offer them a job", he thought, and said that they could work with him for seven dinars a week. More than enough to cover a modest lifestyle, with food and stay at one of the local inns. "That's not enough for us!" they answered. "Fools", he thought, "who does not know the value of steady money." But he told them "If that's not enough, you might inquire with Mahnaz al-Qudra, she might need sa'luks such as yourself to guard her mine." "Sa'luks! We be not sa'luks!" they snarled. "We want to work as scribes, sorting papers!" "Well," the dockworker replied, "that's probably still going to be about the same pay as here" "Not enough!" they said. "Give us better work!" "What fools have Fate wrought", he thought.
  
-==== The tale of three thieves and the innkeeper they robbed ====+==== The Tale of the Three Thieves ====
  
 Hanna bint Rist at "Fiskelinan" tavern had a rough night. It was tough sleeping even though she tried to cover her head with a pillow because she was hearing weird noises from her next door neigbor, Gufsha. Hanna bint Rist at "Fiskelinan" tavern had a rough night. It was tough sleeping even though she tried to cover her head with a pillow because she was hearing weird noises from her next door neigbor, Gufsha.
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 All well and good. But. While she had left them to guard the tavern, they must have stolen the bottle of mom's lobster wine. Later they came back with Mahnaz, the owner of the silver mine down the coast, and tossed coin around and took her pillowcase and her bedsheet. All well and good. But. While she had left them to guard the tavern, they must have stolen the bottle of mom's lobster wine. Later they came back with Mahnaz, the owner of the silver mine down the coast, and tossed coin around and took her pillowcase and her bedsheet.
  
-==== The tale of the city of bullies and the academic they harassed ====+==== The Tale of the Bullied Academic ====
  
 Gufsha was a scholar. She kept to herself mostly. Why did everyone always suspect her? Why did people always came knocking on her door, haunting her? Gufsha was a scholar. She kept to herself mostly. Why did everyone always suspect her? Why did people always came knocking on her door, haunting her?
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 half. He is burying his wish. half. He is burying his wish.
  
-===== Tariq 9 =====+===== Taraq 9 =====
 The party now is The party now is
  
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 and shield. My way is a simple way. Sharp and clean and true. and shield. My way is a simple way. Sharp and clean and true.
  
-===== Tariq 9–10 =====+===== Taraq 9–10 =====
  
 ==== The Tale of the Mad Cavern ==== ==== The Tale of the Mad Cavern ====
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 and in their dying breath they took to killing. and in their dying breath they took to killing.
  
-===== Tariq 10 =====+===== Taraq 10 =====
  
 The party now is: The party now is:
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 is hidden there, and the drawer is locked. is hidden there, and the drawer is locked.
  
-===== Tariq 11 =====+===== Taraq 11 =====
  
 ==== The Tale of the Mud Mephit ==== ==== The Tale of the Mud Mephit ====
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 drown. But al-Ek loved Istishia in his heart. drown. But al-Ek loved Istishia in his heart.
  
-===== Tariq 11, evening =====+===== Taraq 11, evening =====
  
 ==== The Tale of the Broken Portal ==== ==== The Tale of the Broken Portal ====
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 Mission three, they tell me they’ll find where that monster in my mine came from and how come it was dead and who broke through to the mine from the other side. I was just about to pay them for that too. But thanks to that new guy in their group, the honest novice and his sister, I dodged that arrow. That would’ve been the most expensive efreet story telling hour I’d ever paid for. Mission three, they tell me they’ll find where that monster in my mine came from and how come it was dead and who broke through to the mine from the other side. I was just about to pay them for that too. But thanks to that new guy in their group, the honest novice and his sister, I dodged that arrow. That would’ve been the most expensive efreet story telling hour I’d ever paid for.
  
 +===== Taraq 12 =====
 +
 +==== The Tale of the Pumpkin Head ====
 +
 +Just an ordinary pumpkin head on a moonless night. There is
 +candlelight flickering inside it. Teeth are square, eyes with brows
 +corrugated and cruel. You could tell that when you get bit the marks
 +are going to be square holes.
 +
 +The sound comes from outside of the house. Or so it seems. It's not in
 +here with us.
 +
 +The flesh is stringy and wet, stuck between yellow teeth. A darkness
 +pierced by warmth and a happy smile greets you. With joy someone
 +carved me and presented me. A celebration.
 +
 +==== The Tale of the Sand Rat ====
 +
 +You don't understand what Ökensand had been looking for, or the price
 +they would've been willing to pay for it if they had found it. They're
 +beaten up, messed up, mistreated and scared and the journey was longer
 +than it had any rights to.
 +
 +Beyond years; longer than what's tracked on the calendar or map. Paws
 +callused by grit. Small black pearl eyes darting with caution.
 +
 +Not only is the rat finally home now after a long quest. They carry a
 +heartful of despair and resignation. Having learned the hard lessons
 +of life. You have to walk that desert all alone.
 +
 +==== The Tale of the Magic Wand ====
 +
 +There are many more colors than the sun can burn away from our vision.
 +Covered over by the shallow colors red, orange, yellow, green, blue,
 +indigo, violet are the eight true colors of the weave. Fuligin, grue,
 +hooloovoo, octarine, smaudre, gloxym, jale and ulfire.
 +
 +To see them is to see the world as it really is.
 +
 +How easily the world breaks, fractures like a velvet egg. It shines as
 +it breaks in a dry and dusty neon. Dances over our faces like wild
 +water caustics. Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she's
 +gone.
 +
 +==== Na Ims dagbok ====
 +
 +Kära dagbok.\\ 
 +Idag har vi haft en mycket intressant dag.\\ 
 +Allt började redan under morgonkaffet. Jag kunde se hur värdshusvärdinan nästan fick en leverattack av att se Jalara i dörröppningen. Det visade sig att Jalara hade fått tag i en stor magisk pumpa, så även grönsaker kan vara magiska.\\ 
 +Kanske det är bättre att skaffa en egen bostad i byn, verkar ju som mina vänner bara ställer till problem för lokalbefolkningen.
 +
 +Vi besökte det "hemsökta" herrgården utanför byn för att hämta upp de kvarvarande kropparna så att de kan få en riktig begravning, men det verkar vara någon eller något som transporterat bort kropparna.\\ 
 +Efter lite undersökning av huset så hittade vi tecken på att det verkar vara "bootleggers" i farten. Dels är det brandyfaten i källaren, men även att de har kommunikation med ett skepp ute på havet. Kanske ska jag ta med faten till Hanna så att hon kanske blir lite lugnare. Hon verkar ju gilla lite av de starka dryckerna.
 +
 +Jalara verkar fortfarande inte förstå att elementarmagi är verklig. Detta även fast hon fick prova på att själv använda en Detect Magic från en wand. När inte ens detta hjälper så vet jag inte vad jag ska göra för att få henne att vilja överge sin antitro. Kanske Umaji kan göra något för henne.
 +
 +Vi verkar ha en spion i gruppen, den där ökenråttan är en farlig motståndare. Verkar bara vara jag som förstår problemet med en ond elementar magiker i gruppen.\\ 
 +Måste vara någon konstig magi som ökenråtta tagit över Umaji med, kanske ska jag fråga Salta Handen när vi kommer tillbaka till staden. Parasiter brukar ju kunna döda sin värd om man inte är försiktig med separationen.
 +
 +Sist men inte minst så råkade Tufa nästan ut för ett otäckt öde. Men jag han i sista sekund rädda henne från att uppleva döden. Prata om problem med ohyra i denna herrgård.
 +
 +===== Taraq 13 =====
 +
 +==== The Tale of the Modest Home ====
 +
 +Clean face before the morning prayer.\\ 
 +Breakfast of bread, curd cheese, olives and dates.\\ 
 +The coffee is dark and bitter.\\ 
 +The evening meal is the largest of the day.\\ 
 +Scooped up with flat bread.\\ 
 +An evening of telling tales.
 +
 +My son was chosen by the gods.\\ 
 +My daughter signed herself away to the courts of air.
 +
 +A scent of the sea on the breeze through the window.\\ 
 +The day is done. I lay off my burden. Each day a new day.
 +
 +==== The Tale of the Committed Researcher ====
 +
 +It's not that I don't want to work on this whole gold thing. I do. I
 +want to find the truth.
 +
 +I've selected solitude so I can study. So I can read and try to find
 +the secret of making gold. To create the philosopher's stone.
 +
 +If I just… Maybe tonight I'll find the answer.
 +
 +==== The Tale of the Silver Sinker ====
 +
 +Pfffsht! Whaddaya talking about, Ibrahim! No _way_ 200 dinars is "too
 +much money for a fishing rod, even if it's pure silver". Take a look
 +at this thing, it is absolutely //baller//!
 +
 +So, wanna go fishing this weekend? We can go on your boat and we can
 +take this fantastic silver beaut for a spin!