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Karmeen bint Al Asil

Noble Daughter of Purity

Alogosida Archila (Chief Equestrienne)

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Vanyarli Archila (Livestock Chief)

Karmeen bint Al Asil (Noble daughter of purity) was first-born child of the chieftain of the most prominent tribe of a Nabataean desert nomad clan. Karmeen is a 5'8", willowy, slender brunette with hazel eyes. She was raised among her tribe in the deserts of Arabia. Having the ability to sense what animals think had made her childhood difficult. Many of the other children had always scorned her for the way animals took to her calm nature.

Karmeen's father insisted that his first-born be taught how to fight with many weapons at a young age. This always was a sore subject with her brothers, who believed a girl should not learn how to brandish a sword, or even a dagger for that matter. Until she turned twenty, she lived a quiet life riding her Arabian horses across the desert from one oasis to the next, alone.

One afternoon, after a week of solitary wandering, she returned to the wrath of her younger brother. He banished her so he could become the next inline for their father's position. Never one for flourished departures, Karmeen left on the night of a new moon. She took three prized pure bred Arabian brood mares, the favorite herd stallion, and two of the tribes best war mares. 

She also gathered as much of her weaponry she could carry. Karmeen loaded her long staff, two daggers, a long bow with a quiver full of arrows, and her crescent moon Persian sword on her horses. Saying goodbye only to her mother Al Asil, Karmeen slipped through the night not knowing where she would end up.

Looking to the stars to help her decide which direction to go. To the north she could see a very bright star, in the back of her mind she felt a tug, her decision was made. North it would be. 

She had only traveled across the An Nafud desert once before when she was a child on a trek with her family. Remembering that her family had had some camels with them to carry water, she decided that would be her first priority. Two nights into her journey she stopped at a small oasis, shivering she grabbed for her fur lined cape. Confused and scared she knelt to pray to the Gods for help in her journey. Closing her eyes she asked what she has done wrong to deserve such a punishment.

Not knowing how long she knelt, a shuffling sound off to her left broke her trance. Grasping her dagger she searched the darkness for the culprit of the noise. Camels! Coming to water at the small spring! Ah, luck was with her.

Grabbing her pack that held her precious amounts of dates and nuts for the horses, she slowly walked towards the first camel. Cooing softly, she caught its attention.

Hmm, it has a nose ring. Must be another tribes herd. She thought. 

The lead camel reached for her outstretched hand, which she had filled with the dates. Reaching towards him with her other hand, she gently rubbed under his jaw then down to his neck.

Trusting Karmeen instinctively, the camel let her tie a rope around its neck. Knowing the other camels would follow the lead one, she tethered him to her horse and left the others free.

Sighing, she looked to the stars. "Thank you," she whispered to the vast array of twinkling lights.

One full turn of the moon later, Karmeen and her small brood of horses and camels finally reached the Euphrates River. She had traveled at night so she could follow her star, Karmeen rejoiced at having reached this far north. 

She decided to camp for a few days at the base of the river for two reasons. One, so the animals could regain their strength from the journey and two, so she could figure out how to cross. A week after camping under some trees close to the river Karmeen had decided the best route across was to travel up-river, almost a day's walk from her camp. 

Gathering her belongings, along with the fish she had dried and the fruits she had gathered, Karmeen was once again ready to continue her journey north. Holding a long stick in front of her, she pressed it into the river testing the ground, gingerly walking in front of the string of animals. The current wasn't as swift at this curve in the river, but the water was getting deeper. Many minutes later she emerged on the other side impressed with herself and the animals.

After a second turn of the moon and some encounters with some travelers, Karmeen came to a town bustling with people. She decided to sell the camels. She felt bad that she would prosper from the theft of the beasts, but realized she had little choice. She needed money to stay in the city and stable her prized horses.

She found a happy tradesman and asked if he would be heading south. He was and she gave back all but a little of the money he had paid her and described the area the camels had come from, asking if he would return them. Surprised by the request, the man gave her his word that he would try to do as Karmeen asked. 

Desperately in need of a good bath and a hot meal, she looked for an Inn. Once clean and with a full belly, she relaxed in the atmosphere of the main room. Karmeen couldn't help but overhear some strangely dressed woman talking of a community of Amazons.

Not sure of the word, but very curious, she walked over to their table and introduced herself. "I am Karmeen bint Al Asil, formerly of the Ben Ishak tribe of the far southern deserts of Arabi." Bowing her head, "I have no home, and I would like to find out more of this tribe of Amazons. Can you help me?"

They looked her over a minute, then spoke with each other in a tongue she wasn't familiar with. Catching pieces of words here and there, she guessed they had decided to help her. A tall, dark-haired woman turned to her and said that in the morning before dawn Karmeen should meet them at the northern edge of the town. The woman told Karmeen to be ready for hard travel. 

Karmeen thanked her and went to the stable to sleep with her horses to insure their safety. In a misty gray dawn, Karmeen, atop her favorite war mare Ironlady, rode  towards the fur and leather-clad woman. 

The dark haired woman greeted her and asked to be introduced to Karmeen's companions. Smiling warmly at the term used, Karmeen happily introduced her "family": Ironlady, a chestnut war mare; Maaza, a black war mare; Galana'Zi, a bay broodmare; Cobah, a chestnut broodmare; Marhaba Safina, a gray broodmare; and Ibn Tsatyr, her blood bay stallion.

The woman seemed very impressed with the quality of the small but proud horses. Mounting her horse the woman told Karmeen to not lag behind.

Half a turn of the moon later, the small band of women came to a ridge overlooking a large, busy village. Looking down, Karmeen knew she was home.

Hopefully Karmeen's young life will have many more eventful travels.

Karmeen's totems are the wolf and lynx. Karmeen's favored weapons are the shamshir, the dagger, and the bow. Karmeen shares a hut with Rhiannon. Karmeen speaks Latin and Persian.

Tae'Nah athelfi arche: 17 March 2003

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