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Date Posted: 18:00:15 05/15/01 Tue
Author:
Shahra Bint Ali Rummand
Johar
Sahara
Subject: �Soundless�

^A beautiful, young bedioun woman riding a white mare and followed by a bay mare seems to suddenly materialize before you. The young woman's dark hair flows in the wind behind her, her sharp, striking dark eyes flick from place to place, not from nervousness, but to make sure that none sneak upon her. The small white mare she sits quitely upon and the equally small bay are both beautiful Arabians of the purest strain. Two of the few true Arabians stand before you, protected by a woman, even if she is bedioun of equally pure strains. Your bedioun instincts tell you this is a perfect 'raid' opportunity. Seeming to read your thoughts, she pulls a dager out of it's sheath and flings it at the wall next to your head, sinking it in the wall only centimeters from your head. You freeze. No woman but a sheikhs daughter could or would do such a thing. She jumps lightly from her horse, dark eyes flashing, and steps up next to you, easily yanking the embedded dager out of the wall before mounting again. She turn and walks to the gate, speaking in rapid Arabic to the guard.^ "I am Shahra Bint Ali Rummand. I have traveled from my father's home to seek a new life and a mate." ^She cuts of, seeming not able to decide to smile or frown....^

Name- Shahra Bint Ali Rummand
Nick Name- Shah
Species- Human
Race- Bedioun
Gender- Female
Age- 17
Appearance- Dark, mysterious, and stunning describes her well. With her dark, liquid flashing eyes and her long flowing dark hair to her dark, "tanned" skin, she is a true desert beauty.
Personality- She is quick to anger and very alert. She seems almost able to read minds, though knows becuase of people body movements and their eyes what they are thinking or planning to do. She can be kind once you break through her hard surface, which is no small feat. She is a hardened warrior, even though she is a woman, and was taught well by her father, the sheikh...

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