Searching for concubines | MALIKS COMPANY

[Werew0lf 12227]

 

 

MALIKS COMPANY 

محاكمة الجن

 

 

Once more, the continent of Almaris was scattered with parchments; they all bore the mark of the Owl. These fliers were in search of low-to-high class women. All parchments were gilded in a lustrous gold, and the prospect of the application was listed underneath in cursive. You find a description of the man-in-question, and also the job-title and meaning. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

JOB TITLE المسمى الوظيفي   Concubine, as one of the many women in the cohort of Malik, you will be expected to work vigorously across your tenure. Of course, you will be allowed to take an oath of separation should this role not befit you. There are numerous skills that you will traipse across your journey – do not expect anything powerfully glamorous.          You must be: A woman. Over the age of twenty. Any race is applicable. Magic users are allowed. Cannot be an outstanding criminal. Cannot be a vixen. Cannot be too evil. Cannot be too good.

✮ ✮   “The desert tells a different story.” The Owl ✮

If you have any concurrent ailments, issues and / or otherwise genetic defects, please ensure you mention this on the bird. Of course, remedies can be made in order to cure this.   Please do not be too scary. I am afraid of scary people. However, I am willing to look past this if work is committed effectively in Maliks’ Company.   The skills you will learn as a Concubine is;   Tarot card reading. Tea reading. Sorcery. Dancing. Instrument. House-work. Pranking. Greatness. Being cool. How to be cool.

 

 

Please send a bird to a designated courier at the Palazzo Aggradé.

Werew0lf#0001

 

Please don’t message me with the prospect of anything weird. 

If you’re interested in magical shit, this is your game. 

[Milenkhov 4624]

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Nice format! 

 

[JoanOfArc 4586]

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Very nice Werewolf. Remarkable, even.

 

[wowj 2891]

"MI!" A Morbidly Obese Underlord/Fire Marshal/Lords Fool/Lord Protector of Du Loc/Ramsfield Drug Dealer/Ungri Clan Member/Son of Yarrow'Lur yells, getting read this by a British Goblin.

[MRCHENN 3670]

“Oooh.” Simoná Pruvia smiles.

[sciencepants2 328]

Vixen looks over the missive, 

“Ken what…. Glad I’m married already”

frowning over the ‘cannot be a vixen’ segment again

[Lhindir_ 3444]

A lich starts to scribe its name. 

[Hephaestus 1317]

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Desert sands gyrated out from the earth, cresting the Sultan in smog and ambiguity. Being that word of the grapevine had reached him, he navigated the realm from reaches east where the sun stands, to its reaches in the west, where the sun sleeps. Needless to say, men of esteem as the bannermen of Malik's Company had a place in his court. Men who dealt in all manner of thievery and skullduggery,

 

— and, concubines.

 

 

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[RandomRhunes 146]

[!] A male figure glances over the section of things that shall be taught enviously.

[Tigergiri 2869]

A songbird seed leader  looks over the missive someone behind her starts whispering that she might as well join she already looks like one. “Hmpf. Ee du no’ knoweh.”