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  1. Jaliah

    Private Tales Dice Are Rolling, the Knives Are Out

    Jaliah managed to catch her breath as she watched the exchange between the Captain and Noiraeve. The flamboyant man seemed to think himself very charming, but Jaliah was wary. Charming men were some of the most dangerous, and doubly so when they thought they were charming. She stepped forward...
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    Private Tales Dice Are Rolling, the Knives Are Out

    "These fucking people," Jaliah rattled, her voice even more breathless than usual as they hurried across down through the streets of the city. Her city. And these fucking people were trying to kill her. It wasn't enough to ruin her, to cut off her authority, to make her watch as the dynasty she...
  3. Jaliah

    Private Tales Dice Are Rolling, the Knives Are Out

    Jaliah didn't know whether to be impressed or horrified by the magical display in front of her. The answer, she supposed, hinged on whether the guards were alive or dead.. But still, if they were going to stop the two women from escaping the palace and the city, then the women would need to do...
  4. Jaliah

    Private Tales Dice Are Rolling, the Knives Are Out

    Jaliah did feel something. She felt -- a tingling, a warmth. She watched the stone, trying to empty her mind as Noiaraeve was suggesting. The Queen Dowager could sense this power, something electrifying just beyond her fingertips -- around her but not quite touching her. The amethyst glowed in...
  5. Jaliah

    Private Tales Dice Are Rolling, the Knives Are Out

    Jaliah's dark eyes were wide as she watched Noiraeve's display. When she was finished, Jaliah folded her arms. "So?" she echoed Noiraeve's question, her eyes narrowing a little. "So, what?" Apparently the High Sorceress thought her powers of persuasion so compelling that I was meant to just fall...
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    Private Tales Dice Are Rolling, the Knives Are Out

    Jaliah used every ounce of the patience she had left in her old bones -- and that wasn't a lot -- to stop her face contorting into a mask of fury. Not just fury at being spoken to so frankly by a stranger, but also fury that she was right. That didn't mean that the old battle-axe was going to...
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    Private Tales Dice Are Rolling, the Knives Are Out

    Jaliah regarded the woman curiously, her dark eyes tracing over her. Clearly she was not Tyrian or from the surrounding areas. Her accent was difficult to play, or perhaps it was the mythical non-accent. Whatever her voice sounded like, the words she was saying smelled an awful lot like bullshit...
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    Private Tales Dice Are Rolling, the Knives Are Out

    Xaviera I, first of her name, by the Grace of the Gods, of Tyria and its Dominions Queen, was dead. Whether this was an actual fact or just a political one was a matter hotly contested among the court in Tyria. After all, no body had ever been found. No rumor had ever reached them that the...
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    The Empire Upon the Banks of the Sleeping Sister

    Jaliah inclined her head in gracious thanks to the god-Emperor, sweeping towards the table in her Tyrian finery. She helped herself to a goblet of wine as she listened to his commentary. Naturally he asked after Xaviera; she suspected that he was not expecting to see the old bat of a woman...
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    The Empire Upon the Banks of the Sleeping Sister

    Jaliah leaned around the broad creature in front of her, allowing her curiosity to overtake her observation of the rules of decorum. The sight of three severed heads -- each somewhat shrunken and worse for wear but not, so far as she could tell, reflecting much decomposition. Her eyebrows...
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    The Empire Upon the Banks of the Sleeping Sister

    Two dozen ships of varying size dotted along the coves at the mouth of the river, slowly disappearing from view of the ship that was racing upriver as fast as the rowers and sails could make it so. On the stern of the ship, a man leaned over a looking glass, watching as a signal lantern flashed...
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    Private Tales And the Hunter Home From the Hill

    Jaliah nodded her approval as the young elven woman took a glass. She lifted her glass in a toast. "Your good health, Achates," the weathered queen said, smiling confidentially over the rim of her glass before she took a sip. I really must compliment Gerra on his taste in wine, Jaliah mentally...
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    Private Tales And the Hunter Home From the Hill

    Jaliah, onetime Queen of Tyria, tried very hard not to suck her teeth as she watched her granddaughter turn back to her conversational partner - an elf, no less - leaving her grandmother like so much garbage. Her dark eyes narrowed slightly, then she performed the barest of curtsies (one might...
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    Jaliah Biographical information Birthplace Annuakat Born Died Age 68 Home Tyria Physical description Race Hu...