Rosewater Oasis Brittle bones

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Nokht had followed Hemet-nesut, @Racharra through the winding halls of their oasis paradise. He tried to keep his posture straight, his complexion clean and wiped of the usual dark scowl that often painted it. She was to introduce him to their alay-basi, @Arkane.

He might've even been excited— not that he'd show it much. Already he stirred with an impatience that burned beneath the skin.

He had for a long time now, contemplated the feeling of powerlessness, and when the scales might shift in his favour.