The Party
Inayat Farhat
Inayat Farhat grew up in the vibrant trade city of Malayesh, where elaborate bazaars and towering guildhalls created a constant flow of merchants and travellers from every corner of Greater Qirus. From a young age, she learned to navigate the maze of market stalls and negotiation tables, developing both a discerning eye for valuable goods and an unflinching aptitude for bartering.
When the Masjid Ziarat recruited her as an envoy under Kronius Luque’s patronage, she embraced the role of a private contractor specializing in the acquisition of art and artifacts. Whenever rumours surfaced of a rare painting or hidden relic, Inayat would be dispatched to broker its purchase, verify its authenticity, and oversee safe passage to her benefactor
Bladdin was born into the bustling and diverse city of Afcadare, nestled in a verdant valley east of Qassala. The city was a melting pot of cultures, traders, and artisans, and this vibrant tapestry would come to shape Ladi’s formative years.
His father was a luthier, crafting exquisite instruments that drew traders and musicians from all over to their small shop. His mother, a captivating storyteller, would often entertain guests with tales of distant lands and valorous deeds. Ladi inherited his mother's gift of the gab and his father's love for music. By the age of twelve, he was already composing ballads of his own, strumming the lute with practiced ease.
However, the artful streets of Afcadare were also rife with temptations. The young and impulsive Ladi, with his roguish charm, was often found at the centre of mischief. From stealing smooches from the daughters of influential merchants to engaging in street brawls over a fleeting glance gone wrong.
Bladdin "Ladi" of Afcadare
Gelin Qadir
Gelin grew up on the unforgiving streets of Arritria, abandoned by his parents and forced to beg for scraps until an orc named Muk took him in. Under Muk’s guidance, he learned the art of urban survival, eventually falling in with a gang called the Skipjacks—petty crimes and risky deals became his day-to-day. When Muk fell gravely ill with a mysterious ailment, Gelin set off beyond Arritria’s docks and caravans, desperate for funds and a cure. His path led to a betrayal by an old friend, Takir, who left him wounded and alone in the desert after a botched heist. Guided to safety by a lone crow, Gelin pressed on, but a recent encounter with a bone naga changed everything. In the aftermath of their battle, some dark residue of its necrotic power latched onto Gelin’s spirit, awakening uncanny abilities tied to death itself. Now, haunted by half-heard whispers from beyond and unsure whether this gift is a curse, he strives to master his ghostly talents—determined to save Muk and unearth the deeper secrets buried beneath the shifting sands.
Bhaarl
Like the desert’s “mystery”
I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
Past your door
But you don't live there anymore
It's years since you've been there
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You've found some better place
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead of everyone
We'd walk behind while you would run
I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you shout down to me
Where I always used to be
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
Back on the train, I ask why did I come again?
Can I confess, I've been hanging round your old address?
The years have proved
To offer nothing since you've moved
You're long gone, but I can't move on
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain (yeah I miss you)
I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
Past your door
I guess you don't live there anymore
It's years since you've been there
And now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You've found some better place
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you, yeah
Like the deserts miss the rain (I miss you)
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you, yeah
Like the deserts miss the rain (like the deserts miss the rain)
like the desets miss the rain
(Like the deserts miss the rain) and I miss you, yeah
(Like the deserts miss the rain) oh, how I miss you
(Like the deserts miss the rain)