Tabriq al-Tajeeri's page

I am a river of interest, flowing to the internet!

Feh the only river I see is the one of urine the jackals sprayed on your mother to impregnate her with the likes of you, ibn kelb!

Until the bitter end

By the thousand names of Sarenrae!

Tabriq smiles at the fidgety halfling

"By all means young one, regale us with a song from the Age of Heroes. A tale of al-Magrabi or perhaps a rondo from the Sahrah al-Kebir cycle!"

Tabriq relines on his silken sitting pillow cutting strips of grilled lamb meat and eating them. He sucks in a lungfull of smoke from his nargeelah and releases a fragrant cloud over his head.

"Ah ... truly it is a fine thing to relax with friends and listen to the bards sing odes from the glorious past. Where did that bard go? She was a delight to listen to. "

Tabriq applauds

"Mumtaz! An excellent tale young Spark! You spin an excellent story."

Claps for his manservant

"Daoud! Some more Laham Meshri and a drop more of that Andoran wine to wash it down with."

Don't forget the spices noble Cheliaxan! I can make sure your next gathering is the talk of your faction! All for the cost of a few paltry coins, not even a big enough sum to even quibble about, O most noble of patrons!

I will partake of your baklowie noble Calladavar! This Chelaxian cake tastes of unclean fats and stolen souls.

Indeed once your currency conversion is complete I can provide you with the best spices in Golarion! Think of the slaves your profits will buy you O noble Chelaxian! Please, please, stop by my shop before leaving back to your lands and I swear on my honor as a Qadiran that you will find many excellent bargains among my spices!

His manly deeds of blood and gore
spread 'cross the seas to old Taldor
where our decadent foe would dread the blow
of his sandal'd step upon their shore

Something like that?

B'il Daubut!

That is it noble bard! I have always had a soft spot for the tales of al-Magrabi and his reavings of the ancient empires. Something their current masters should take heed. Although we of the Qadiran faction prefer haggling over hacking, we can acquit ourselves well in either.

I am unfamiliar with that song, but if you hum a few bars...

**AHEM** clears throat

In the days before the Star fell upon the Sea
there was a warrior named al-Magrabi
Five score his foes that lost their life
Six score the women he took to wife
His deeds rang out across the sands
From East to West across the lands

"Any familiairity my good bard?"

Tosses a silver coin to Zeugma

"Do you know the Golden Chalice of al-Magrabi by chance?"

Summoning Rune of protection from evil

Typical Chelaxian church choir