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I'm sorry y'all, but I'm in some deep rl shit right now, and I'm gonna have to step away from this game as well. Got too much on my plate, and I can't keep up with the posts.

Rashid chuckles at Aredin's words, saying, "You know, somehow I'm not surprised in the slightest. But, if forging an empire is your plan, then..." he places his hand in the center as well, "I suppose my talents would come in handy."

Rashiid shrugs, following Aredin, saying, "Typical, but you're the boss." walking along, he looks to the walls and their surroundings looking for traps.

Rashiid steps through the illusion with a fair amount of amazement, looking around and saying, "Now -this- is a great hideout."

Rashiid chuckles, looking out over the dunes, saying, "I would not worry overmuch. While to you it may look like endless dunes, the desert rarely leaves one truly lost." The man fixes his turban as he watches the sea of sand unfold before him, remembering the weeks he spent crossing it on foot...

Rashiid look over his shoulder to Viktor, "Get some rest. I'll need your eyes when things become to dark for me to see through. I still have enough light to keep an eye out for the moment."

Rashiid, arriving well behind everyone else, steps silently from the shadows. Upon hearing Aredin's words, he hides a smirk behind his hand with a cough, 'No freedom worth winning is won without bloodshed.' He lets his thoughts wander for a while after that, inspecting his bow with a careful eye...

Rashiid follows along at his own pace, watching the rear as he makes his way towards the exit. As he watches Aredin struggle to control the beast he is on, he chuckles under his breath, making a mental note that he should find a tutor for himself at some point so the he doesn't look quite so silly.

Rashiid chuckles, "My training included many things, but that was not among them. Still, I can get out of the city in my own way. What matters now is that the three of you make it out in one piece. I will do what I can to cause confusion, but you must get away." looking around, he finds a nearby...

Rashiid draws his bow, quickly nocking an arrow and leveling it at the guards to back up Aredin's threat, saying, "If I were you, I would just run. You will not survive this fight, I will ensure it."

Rashiid rolls his eyes, drawing his shiny new bow and sprinting after the crew, constantly looking over his shoulder and calculating the best time to lay into their pursuers. 'No, don't maintain cover, please. Not like we had a solid out or anything. Then again, better than taking that fight...

Rashiid nods, carefully closing the door before hurrying after the rest of the infiltration team, carefully watching behind him to make sure nobody spots them. As they round a corner, he begins leading the group to their extraction point, using Darian's superb hearing in order to get them around...

Quietly, Rashiid kneels down near the lock, carefully inserting his picks into the tumblers, manipulating them with all the skill of his craft. Feeling the give of each of the tumblers in succession, he halts when he hits a particularly rough spot, carefully taking off his turban and draping it...

For Rashiid, personally, he feels that he lacks a home, so building one is just a natural step for him. If he happens to be integral in founding a nation free of the tyranny of the realm, then all's the better in his book. As long as he can keep slavery for being a thing then he will be happy...

Rashiid grins as he picks up the Powerbow, "Now this...this is a weapon." donning one of the suits of lamellar and the hearthstone bracers as well, letting them attune before moving to the door and taking a quick peek before looking back, whispering, "We must move quickly. Holst still lies in...

Rashiid moves quietly to the door, listening to make sure no people are behind it as he produces a set of lockpicks from a hidden pocket. With his usual silent efficiency, he begins to work at the lock. His expert fingers deftly manipulate the tumblers, using the slight differences in pressure...

Previously Rashiid leads the infiltration crew through back alleys and down side streets, taking care to not reveal their position until they are a stone's throw away from the gates, at which point he backs around a corner, making sure they aren't being watched before quietly gesturing for the...

Rashiid catches the jug with practiced efficiency, setting it gently down onto the table with a sigh, saying, "Very well, then. It would seem to me that choices have been made, and the chips will fall where they may. Do hurry back, Darian, I don't wish to remain in this city for any longer than...

Huh, I thought that made it over. Still kinda new with the Bbcode thing. I have it on the sheet, though, so I can fix.

Rashiid allows a moment of pause, extending his right arm as Taj leaps off and practically drags Aredin back to the table if he has to, before clearing his throat and saying with implacable calmness, "If our only goal is to retrieve Holst. I now have everything I need to do so. Well, minus the...