Recent content by Sinuhe

The beast, as Sinuhe had been so quick to name it, had a brother. Sinuhe shifted uneasily in the sand as the young orcish boy bolted past them. His resolve was thrown off balance by the revelation. The bright reds and purples of the Zu'dagh tribe marked the boy's robes. They fluttered in the...

Sinuhe put one hand over his nose, and scrunched up his face. "Ugh, there it is," he said. "That smell again." Like wet dog, mixed with something else. Blood, maybe. He stepped round, boots scuffing in the sand of the open beach, looking first at the silhouette of the beast in front of them...

More rocks fell and more people reprimanded the young boy, and Sinuhe could not help but feel that the matter was quickly getting out of hand. Oddly enough though, things resolved themselves with little fuss soon after. Perhaps it was the appearance of the grimy-looking stranger that broke the...

Apparently they were stalking down an alleyway, now. Sinuhe nod his understanding as the Prowler urged silence while they followed the trail. He would have much preferred going back out to the main street, where they were less likely to be mistaken as trouble-makers. A stone clattered down...

"I'm right here," Sinuhe said with a huff as he rounded the corner of the alleyway. He had just come back from speaking to the innkeeper. It was a small town with a narrow main street, so it hadn't been hard to find the two women again. "Something just happened that I can't help but be...

Sinuhe bid the cheerful painter goodbye, and thanked him for the information about the sunset. The man was odd for sure, but it was the polite thing to do, and one gained nothing from being rude on a first encounter. It was a lesson that his other two companions seemed to have not learned. They...

It seemed they were all in agreement, which was a good start. Sinuhe still wasn't clear on what they were trying to start, but there wasn't another village within walking distance, and he would rather go into this one with two armed hunters than go alone. Just in case the rumor about the...

Finding that his glasses were in his hands again, Sinuhe fidgeted as silence fell over them. He tried to do so as quietly as possible, so as not to disturb the Sultan's contemplation. He stopped fidgeting when the Sultan spoke, a look of confusion crossing his face. Sinuhe wasn't sure if he was...

Sinuhe smiles blankly back at the two women, not feeling very acquainted at all. One who would not say her name or show her face, and one who clearly had a deeper undercurrent of magic to her. Then again, he hadn't said much about himself to these two strangers, either. A huff of air blows out...

You've not heard then? Of what ails this place?" Sinuhe looked to the newcomer, with her long spear and her stern face. "No," he responded truthfully. "Just a traveler passing through. My guide said this was a welcoming place to stay and rest." Both the orcish woman that approached them and...

Lontana was a nice little town, with good views and even an inn to stay at. At least Sinuhe thought so, because he was blissfully unaware of the rumors that had plagued the town recently. He'd been walking all morning, on his way to a place further East, and was just happy to have somewhere to...

His proposed plan was denied, but Sinuhe still found his head on his shoulders, so he would count his blessings and merely nod at the Sultan's words. His brow cast a shadow over his eyes as he looked down, thinking about the Sultan's next question to him. "No, I don't believe that they will...

The Sultan did not speak right away, and the ruler's face seemed a wash of wrath. The silence dragged on, and Sinuhe thought mournfully the imported cheese tart sitting in his larder that he wasn't going to be able to finish after he was tossed in prison. But, the anger was not for him. Instead...

The woman's question did not surprise him. His garb was more muted in pattern and color than the average Sereti denizen, and he didn't look like he belonged to any of the orcish tribes from the mountains. Even a stranger to the courts could notice such inconsistencies. Sinuhe had grown...

A smile flashed between Sinuhe's tusks, genuine. He seemed to have picked out the right stranger from the crowd. "Ah, Azlat, I am glad you could make it. I trust the journey treated you well?" He followed her as she wove between members of the crowd, until they landed next to a windowed...