<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dc/Arouj.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Arouj al-Qadir (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141932.msg6401727#msg6401727)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Dirty Secret - Galley<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> English, Arabic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lucius, Mary, Tatiana <br/></div><br/>Arouj let out a long, hissing sigh between his teeth. The dagger found its sheath again. "Peace be unto you, Spainard. I only wish to know what baggage you bring into my galley," he said, walking lazily to the far wall and leaning against the fire box with folded arms. The dark Magrebhian cast a sharp glance at Martin, judging quickly that the boy had not been harmed, and then turned his attentions back to the newcomers. "Marti is quite eager to offer another man's bed to strangers, I see."<br/><br/>He mentally added,<em>And Marti will be the one to boil the bedding afterwards.</em><br/><br/>The wench in the Spainard's arms looked vaguely familiar; he must have seen her plying her trade in town. The man had good taste. She still looked fresh and firm, not worn out like most of the whores. That damned boy in the captain's cabin was a fine choice  as well, with all his lewd manners. Arouj wondered if everyone on the ship was going to bring a piece on board this night.<br/><br/>His eyes narrowed in a sly smile. "I trust our hospitality will not go unrewarded, Spainard. When you've have your fill, won't you give young Mister Martin here a go at the whore? Boy's never laid with a woman before. Would do him some good to get his dick wet," he said with a wink.<br/>