Arabian Nights - Arabian Dreams

[A_Man_For_You]

An imaginary oriental-based fantasy open to everyone interested....
Arabian nights - Arabian Dreams​

My name's Salif Al-Hassan, I'm a warrior at the service of the great Sulifan family. And I was on a mission, something more important than anything before. I had to be sure that Sahana Al-Sulifan made it well to her future husband. The marriage was arranged between the two fathers, and none of the future married knew each other. We were joining a caravan to make the trip through the desert. Of course, the beautiful Sahana had the standard complete stuff of attendants and servants, men and women, to take care of her everyday life, but I was her bodyguard, I had to make sure she would do it safely to her future husband. So I checked her riding upon her panlanquin, helped to close the thin curtains after her first maid had climbed too, and I rod upon my camle just beside her. I had not to leave her, never have her out of my sight, and be sure it all will be fine for her. Safely and in perfect shape. Absolutely unharmed. In no way. Sahana's father had been clear about that. And disobeying a man like man could only mean things far worse than death. So there we start under the risin sun our trip through the desert and its dangers, being beasts, raiders, dark magic, djinns, mirages, and so on...


Open now for any female wanting to take Sahana's role or her first maid, or any important person in the caravan... I'll play the external events too, and some NPCs. Salif's actions will be designed with the same color as above... Any idea to add stuff to the scenario could be given to me by mp

 

[A_Man_For_You]

I was making the trip just besides the palanquin to be sure of Sahana's security. Anyway, she was not risking much at the beginning, when we were close to the last city before the desert. But later on, all the dangers of wild life would come across our path, at least I hoped to avoid most of them...
Looking at regular times at the palanquin, I tried to distonguish what I could through the thin pale blue curtains. Some silhouettes, some moves, as she was being attended by her first maid. Well, some of my dreams came again in my mind, as the two girls in there were so beautiful. Of course, Sahana was my master's daughter and no dream could ever come true of me gettin more intimate with her. Anyway, how many times had I have fantasies about her, or even about both of them. Gee, I had to keep focused on my duty. To wash my mind, I turned my gaze to the dunes and the desert...

 

[A_Man_For_You]

Another call on this one? Nobody's in?

 

[little_golden]

Sahana was 18 years of year and a beauty though her beauty was well hidden beneath the numerous veils that she wore for modesty. She had long black hair that reached to her waist, the deepest softest brown eyes, and large sensuous lips. Her large breasts and slender waist contributed to her overall beauty as did her good humour and gentle heart.

The marriage had been arranged by her parents in the traditions of her country and religion. They had assured her that he was a good man and that she would be well cared for. She had been bought and paid for in full to her father and had brought much wealth into her father's house. Her husband-to-be was supposed to come from a great family - rich and strong and well respected. It was supposed to be a marriage to facilitate peace and trust between their neighboring lands.

Sahana didn't like the idea of traveling so far to his people with a caravan of strangers. They treated her as a precious cargo and this sort of treatment drew the attention of strangers. It wasn't a secret that she was being taken away to the family of her new husband while the final wedding preparations were being made.

As she pondered her new husband she realized that she didn't know very much about him at all. Was he young or old, ugly or handsome, or even tall or short. Whenever she had asked such questions she had been assured by her parents that all be would clear in due time. Reality for her was that the deal had been closed, payment made, and that she was now being carefully delivered to her final destination.

Nearby Eman, her maid looked off to inspect the lands outside as she brushed aside the pale blue curtains. She too was beauty in her own right, but often a ghost amongst the men who saw her as low birth and therefore a nobody.

 

[A_Man_For_You]

I saw Eman's face as she brushed the curtains aside. She was really pretty too. I closed my camel to the palanquin and asked if her mistress needed anything, if I coud so somethig for her. I was ready to do anything to please her. even if I trusted Sahana's father about chossing her the best husband, but that was certainly no fun at all to quit everything, to leave her entire life behind to get married to a complete stranger. So I was ready to do aything that could make the trip easier for her.

 

[little_golden]

Eman wasn't like most of the girls her mistress came in contact with. Her mother had been a Christian and her father was a Muslim. He had been a grounds keeper and her mother a slave. Eman had been very fortunate to have caught the eye of Sahana's father and thereby secured a position as maid and friend to Sahana. At 20 years of age, Eman had long brown hair, and soft green eyes. Unlike the sweet Sahana though she was no blushing virgin thanks to the many men in Sahana's family and their guests. After being forced the first few times, Eman had discovered her own enjoyment in the act and had learned how to please men. Being a Christian, the men didn't see a problem with their behaviour given her low birth.

Sahana was restless as she traveled. She was hungry and tired from the journey and her brain was awash with mental images of what her future husband looked like. She wondered about his family and their holdings. Though a prisoner to her fate she was still very curious.

Eman was surprised when one of the bodyguards drew near and spoke to her.

"Yes... my mistress is tired and hungry..... Do we make camp outside the city or will will stop in the safety of the city walls?" Eman asked with a soft smile.

 

[A_Man_For_You]

I smiled at her gently... "If you wanna make camp in cities only, we'll not stop for something like 30 days, taking into account that we avoid raiders and sandstorms... We'll make camp tonight like evry next evenings. And we'll stop at every midday. We won't go on when the sun is at its top. And te nights will be spent in your mistress' great tent, at least for you. The next city will be the end of the journey."
I had a look in he palanquin, catching the beauty of Sahana.
"Well, if your mistress' hungry, let her know that we'll stop for midday in an hour or son. It's only our first day of journey, so let her knpw that she's lucky to be in that palanquin. I even am lucky on my camel, there are many people who do it on foot."

 

[little_golden]

Sahana could heard the bodyguard speaking to her maid and completely ignored them. He was low born himself and just hired help. He wasn't good enough to look upon her and the rules of their society forbade it.

Eman listened attentively as the bodyguard lectured her:

"If you wanna make camp in cities only, we'll not stop for something like 30 days, taking into account that we avoid raiders and sandstorms... We'll make camp tonight like every next evenings. And we'll stop at every midday. We won't go on when the sun is at its top. And the nights will be spent in your mistress' great tent, at least for you. The next city will be the end of the journey."

Eman frowned at him as he made a point of looking within the palanquin and seeing him eye her beautiful mistress Sahana. She was about to caution him on his roving eyes but felt it might open herself up to his retaliation at a later point so she held her tongue in check.

The bodyguard seemed to ramble on:

"Well, if your mistress' hungry, let her know that we'll stop for midday in an hour or so. It's only our first day of journey, so let her knpw that she's lucky to be in that palanquin. I even am lucky on my camel, there are many people who do it on foot."

"Oh yes... I'll tell her ... kind Sir" Eman spoke carefully to the bodyguard. Then she lowered her eyes in deference. He was a man and she knew her place in muslim society. She wished she had never spoken to him. Now she had one more cretin to watch out for when her back was turned, She was suddenly glad to be wearing a headscarf so the bodyguard wouldn't know her full beauty.

 

[A_Man_For_You]

It was really hard to wander around the desert with people who ignored its rules. I was going to have a lot of work then with them. I thought back about my explanation and it happen to my mind that I had been a bit too harsch. I had been raised among the most grandiose warriors and warlords clan in the desert, but I sometimes forgot my tongue. 5 made a note in my mind to go see their tent at our stop for the night and apologies for the way I spoke.

Our midday rest let us breathe a moment. It was hot, really hot. I took care of my camel, made sure no one approched the palanquin except Sahana's attendants, and after a bit of a meal, it was about time to go further.

We stopped before night, and the camp was soon built. I made sure my own place was besides the palanquin and I went there... I had to apologize for the tone I had used in the morning.

 

[little_golden]

Sahana was annoyed when Eman shared the recent conversation with the bodyguard. It seemed the bodyguard lacked a certain deference to her and her high born status. When she had the chance she would see the man dismissed from her father's employ. She would teach him a lesson for his arrogance. The man was probably the son of a goat keeper. Just thinking of it made her angry.

Meanwhile Eman did her best to keep Sahana happy by bringing her water, wine, fruits and cheeses.

 

[A_Man_For_You]

I came to Eman while she was filling a jar of water for her mistress.
"I woudl like to apologize for the tone I used when speaking to you, Eman. Your mistress hould not be happy with that too, and I'd also like you to bring her my apologies too. Perhaps she can also accept to allow me closer to her so that I could explain myself plainly. I was just thinking about your safety, both of you, because the desert's not a funny place."
She looked at me intently with an angry look.
"I was not thinking badly when answering you. It was just a question of safety in the desert. Please think about this and let your mistress know about my feelings."

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Same time, elsewhere in the camp. A man opens an old leatherbound book. He read it for a while, all the time allowing a mischieving smile growing on his face...

 

[DrStein]

Of the people among the caravan, Radu was something of a mystery. His surname was unknown, as were his origins. He had the features not of a native to these lands, but of one of the superstitious people who lived in the mountains to the west. He spoke the local languages with barely any trace of an accent, meaning he was probably well-travelled. As for his purpose being there, he was also very tight-lipped about that. He simply asked to join the caravan and paid his way in on the spot with the simple stipulation that any questions asked would not be answered.

He was a man that some would call handsome, others intimidating. He was tall and lean, his movements betraying a dangerous strength and almost preternatural grace. He had a thin nose with a bridge so sharp it reminded one of an axe blade. His eyes were as dark as the curly hair that hung around his shoulders and grew in a beard around his mouth and along his jaw. He said little, but when he did it was always in a deep, quiet voice. His clothes were plain and suited for travelling, though his two daggers never left his sides.

As night began to settle over the camp, he sat by the fire and set to sharpening the blades. The gentle grind of steel on his whetstone was occampanied by the crackling of the fire... the only sound that seemed to accompany his presence at all.

 

[little_golden]

Eman was taken aback when she was approached by the bodyguard who seemed so defensive and apologetic. She figured he must realize that he had overstepped his boundaries and that he was worried what she had reported to her mistress Sahana. She was careful to avoid looking into his eyes as they spoke. She didn't want to risk provoking him in any way. She kepy her face covered and her head low. She simply bowed her head and nodded when he finished speaking.

She was eager to return to the safety of her mistress' quarters. In her presence she was safe from these brutes. She dreaded the thought of having to leave her quarters at night to perform errands or other services. While they traveled she knew the men would be more adventurous and bold.

Eman slowly backed away from the bodyguard...