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conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Kasanip: The slow journey has taken many long days. It is arduous travel to the next oasis. The oppressive sun is like such a stifling blanket. Riding the fluffy and comfortable desert sheep, it is difficult to stay awake. Only the desert wind's cry pleads to stay awake.
  
   "It's hot."  Passiflora of Rubia muttered to the uncaring sheep. Leading in front, the Sphynks guide Yfa of Bastet turns to regard the Steward of the United Free Cities. In a sly Sphynks smile, she reveals such a cool expression it can make a cold sweat.
  
   "Are you talking to the wind?" 
   "Maybe to the sheep."  Passiflora muttered.
   "He won't listen. Such a word [hot] doesn't have a meaning for a desert sheep." 
   "You seem cheerful, too."  
   "Is that so? It is hot. However sullen expression will not help. You can't hear the wind, can you?" 
   "Yes, it sounds cool."  Passiflora replied.
   "Don't misunderstand it."  Yfa warned. Her left ear flicked and the Sphynks priestess and guide looked into the desert.
   "What do you mean?"  Passiflora dubiously asked.
   "We Sphynks can hear the desert's winds words. They are voices of the sand deities, who are messengers for the goddess of the sun. She is very angry here."  Yfa showed a toothy grin.
   "Well the sun seems angry anyway. A messenger isn't needed"  Passiflora sighed. Yfa shook her head and laughed.
   "You won't abandon your plan. Even if I told you what the winds say?" 
  Passiflora made a determined face.  "I won't give up. Is that your meaning?" 
   "It is a warning. To turn away or die." 
   "That isn't very hospitable. Even though we made the offerings properly."  Passiflora sighed.  "No, I cannot turn away. The goddess of chivalry will protect my earnest oath."  She said. Yfa nodded politely.
   "I do not expect a Free Knight to give up. Or I would not have come here."  She stopped and pointed through the mirage.
   "Although I will not blasphemy, it seems we have arrived." 
  
  The walls of Kemuliaan appeared out of the desert. Somehow it seemed dangerous like the sun.
   "This place is very old."  Yfa muttered softly. She had a mysterious smile.
   "I am looking forward to a bath."  Passiflora cheerfully said.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: QuintonBeck: The city of Kemuliaan, its strong walls standing in stark contrast against the rolling dunes and hills of the burning sands around it loomed over the Free Knight and her Sphynks guide as they approached. As they drew near they found a road beat down by foot traffic and filled with stone that led them to a gate set within the wall guarded on the outside by two straight-backed and disciplined guardsmen who despite the heat seemed unaffected. The approaching strangers were stopped at the closed gate by the guardsmen on the right who withdrew from his hip a canteen.
  
  "Surely you must thirst having traveled the burning sands outside our walls," as he spoke he extended the canteen in offering to the travelers from the south.
  
  Behind him the Free Knight and the Sphynks saw the second guard lean into the gate and whisper to someone beyond their sight before straightening back up from his bent communication and after catching the attention of the guard addressing them directly, giving him a nod.
  
  "Welcome to Kemuliaan travelers, may you be relieved from the sun within our walls," the one near them stated and the gates behind him began to open, a cool gust of air rolling out of the city's interior enticing the travelers inward.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Kasanip: "Oh, it's cool inside..."  Passiflora sighed in relief.
   "Thank you."  She politely greeted, to receive the water.
   "I am Steward Passiflora of the Chivalric Republic of the United Free Cities."  Her introduction.
   "I am Yfa of Al-Hazar."  The sphynks guide calmly said. She politely refused the offered canteen. While Passiflora talked, Yfa lazily regarded the city's streets.
   "We were invited by Philocrat Seti, Representative of your Red Pharaoh to come for diplomatic conference."  Passiflora explained.
   "I hope the arrangement has been properly made." 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: QuintonBeck: "Ah my ladies such a pleasure, such a pleasure,"  a voice sounded beside the two women and a man approached them with a ream of papers clutched in his hands.
  
  The man was dressed in a fine robe of white cinched at his waist with a golden cord. His keffiyeh upon his head was white and aside from the belt the only spot of color was a pin upon his breast made up of gold shaped into the image of an open palmed hand and inset with rubies within the palm and fingertips. The man himself was darkly skinned and sported a thin beard and mustache that connected around his mouth. His eyes were dark and though his hair was hidden his beard and brows were as black as the night.
  
   "I am Philocrat Seti, my apologies for my tardiness, Steward. Please, join me. Let us walk and speak of what troubles you while we enjoy this beautiful day in our fair city. Your last letter spoke of banditry you believed to be of Kemuliaan origin, no? Have you had any luck in apprehending these thieves?" 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Kasanip: Passiflora and Yfa exchanged glances.
  
   "Oh my. It's nice to meet you."  Passiflora greeted, to dismount from desert sheep. Yfa gracefully dismounted and received the reigns.
  Walking through the city, Yfa silently observed while following Steward Commelina and Philocrat Seti. Passiflora seemed relaxed with an easy smile. Of course, compared to desert, the city is very beautiful.
   "Your city is very beautiful, even though it is difficult to travel."  Passiflora complimented.
   "The incidents of banditry are troubling. It was reported the stealing of Textiles and Glass from the Sphynks nomads of Bastet."  Passiflora explained.
   "The bandits began to combat with local Sphynks executors, and often escaped into the desert to the north."  Passiflora gestured to the silent cool expression of Yfa.
   "We have apprehended some of the thieves."  Yfa replied calmly.  "That is why we know they are from Kemuliaan." 
  Passiflora nodded.
   "There is some concern about such banditry. For example, Justice and Law are very important to our Chivalric Republic. It is very unusual for foreigners to come and break laws. Of course the usual method would be to refuse the visa and return to their country. However, if it is a serious crime like murder, we must pursue justice properly."
  "It is only reasonable. However, these bandits continue to come from Kemuliaan, even if deported. Of course, it is unlikely bandits live in the hot desert. Therefore, a letter was sent to determine the intentions of Kemuliaan."  Passiflora explained.
   "Although we received the reply, I wonder if an investigation occurred?"  She asked politely.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: QuintonBeck: "Of course Steward Pasiflora, we investigated your claims thoroughly. Unfortunately it appears your realm was subject to the actions of a group of dissidents and rebels. Those responsible have been severely reprimanded. How this escaped our notice I could not say but let me again assure you that the Pharaoh and we his humble servants hold only the kindest regards for your nation and your people,"  Philocrat Seti's voice was honey-sweet in its tone and his eyes filled with apology but something seemed off to the Free Knight about his sincerity.
  
   "We have heard so little of your rising nation Steward Pasiflora. In ancient times we once had much contact with the land you call Bastet. There is a believed history there you know? No doubt the rebels simply mistook Bastet's sands for Kemuliaan's own and Bastet's resources as belonging to our fair city and, believing it would weaken Kemuliaan, absconded with your trade goods. As I said however, the perpetrators have been severely reprimanded." 