His dark eyes are soft, his posture welcoming, and a smile traces his dark lips. Petal He does not know much about the pale woman that stands before him, except that Shamwari had sealed their alliance with her. He did not ask questions but accepted, it is a time of turmoil and upheaval on the Islands. It is best to keep strong allies, and know your enemies.

"Please let me take you inland," he muses aloud. The safety of the Dunes is inland, where anyone who is not accustomed to the searing heat, will be unable to reach. The constant rising sand dunes tires even the most seasoned of residents. His slides his dark eyes over her lithe body, but she will do just fine. It is the chisel of her fine head and the elegant arch of her neck that speaks of her arabic heritage.

"The Dunes, may not look like much... but it is the beauty on the inside that will speak to your soul," the desert has its hidden jewels. The sparkling oasis where the water is fresh and cool to the tongue, the shade beneath the date trees, and sweet grass that grows along the oasis offers abundant food to her inhabitants. A smile traces his dark lips, he hopes that she will come to enjoy the Dunes.

"Tell me about yourself," he says aloud as he turns to guide her deeper into the Dunes, hoping to make light conversation... and to find out more about the pale woman. She intrigues him with her soft spoken polite words, and the turmoil that wages behind the brilliant blue eyes.