Recent content by Keket

Piercing amber eyes slid across the gathered band. They were an unusual collection, individuals plucked from the growing resources of the great Medja, among which Keket herself was counted. She knew many of the faces, others by reputation. It was her place to know them, as a member of the...

Trading. Nallia did not come across as a trader, but that didn't mean it wasn't so. She certainly didn't fear crossing the sands alone, nor did she seem the shy sort. Dancer, now, that Keket could believe, beautiful and lithe, the woman had the figure and grace of one well acquainted with...

The pair entered what served as a small cantina. It was sparsely occupied, with only a few patrons that looked more like local Abtati tribesman than travelers. Keket chose a table against the wall, taking a seat at a rough-hewn table. An elderly woman with worn, desert-weathered skin...

Keket offered a smile at Nialla's lighthearted response. The woman was friendly enough, and while Keket too would welcome the company, her natural and professional curiosity would compel her to learn more about the lone desert woman. They arrived at the oasis. While the small tribe milled...

"Hmmm." Keket hummed in curiosity, nodded as the woman introduced herself. Keket was based in Ragash, but the woman, by that name, was not familiar. But the woman did not say she was from Ragash, only that she was traveling from there. Still, there was that sense that Keket had seen Nialla...

The woman returned Keket's greeting politely, and the Hand drew her mount up next to the strangers. Once Keket was able to get a good look at the woman, Keket found her to be rather beautiful. She did not stare, though she wanted to, for there was something vaguely familiar about some of the...

While the landscape ahead appeared to be flat, the play of light and heat on the sand surface had indeed hidden some contours to the dunes. Appearing out of a depression in the sand appeared another camel and rider. Keket's keen eyes discerned that the rider too was a female, heading for the...

The sway of the camel's gait was a familiar, comforting rhythm to the woman astride the desert beast. Most of her body was hidden, wrapped in the garb of the sand elves to protect her from the harsh Amol-Kalit sun. Small, youthful hands grasped the animal's reins, and dark ringlets escaped the...

I will DM you at her account.

I also have a new character in Amol-Kalit. Perhaps Cyra and Kekit could find some adventure together!