Re: [Chapter One] The Descent Into Chaos
Geruud nodded to Hanadi, tightly securing his turban over his head. He was ready to slide out of her lap and make a break for Nada at first sight of action. Even if he would have much preferred to get involved, and prove his worth, he was nothing if not obedient.
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"Ain't got nothing to do with you, Temple Guard." said the formerly drunken Sund Wakir in reluctant defiance to Najat. The rest of the group behind him appeared a little unsure of their chances, but with their leader standing strong, they kept their ground. Each of them seemed to be carrying something or other under the robes, and they all weren't eager to reveal what it was. The man in front stepped forward and pointed towards Nova. "Our business is with that red-haired outlander, and all of her friends who trashed our radio tower."
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"Well, it is good to-" Iyad started, before the door to his clinic was destroyed for the second time in that week. "BY THE DREAMERS!" the doctor squealed in fear before diving under on the floor and crawling under one of the beds. A braver Ivouri than him would've acted more stoicly in such a situation, but Doctor Jabalah lacked a spine. The Sund Wakir, on the other hand only seemed slightly alarmed by the break-in, and then the intrusion of four other Sund Wakir, all carrying rustic looking firearms, most of them small hunting rifles. Unlike other nomadic people who walked the village, these dune walkers were dressed in more combat worthy clothing.
"Jabalah, I suggest you and your aides step outside, we're going to take care of your patients." said one of the intruders, giving a crooked smile as he observed the four of the survivors. However, for some reason, and despite his size, none of them seemed to pay any mind to Peace.
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Even during all the racket and noise, Asher still remained asleep, and was still gyrating his hips. From his face, it appeared he was having a very good dream, though he had finally stopped talking in his sleep.