Notes from Basim's travels

Throughout his travels in and around the Abbasid Caliphate's capital city of Baghdad, the Hidden One Basim Ibn Ishaq came across inscriptions and notes that contained information on people, businesses, and events. These included messages written on paper and walls. Most of these texts were found in military camps and other places of interest.Assassin's Creed: Mirage
==Alamut==
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|-|A Gift of Gratitude=
O Shadows of Alamut,I was desperate, scrabbling under the foot of one so powerful that I'd despaired of help. And then, like a miracle, the weight was lifted, and I could breathe, for my enemy had been struck from the shadows. I pray that this token of my gratitude finds you. I have faith that it will. It was you that restored my faith, after all.–A grateful stranger
|-|A Moment of Reflection=
I looked out upon the mountain at dusk, thinking of how far I've come. I am humble and grateful to be among these people.Initiation fast approaches, and I am more eager than ever to do my part. But it is not lost on me that I am fillinf the shoes of our dead. It is a the risk we take, and a worthwhile one in this fight for freedom. I only pray that I can honor them.
|-|A New Home for the Hidden Ones=
Brother,I hear rumor that Jerusalem may be host to an artifact of great power, one of those sought so fiercely by our enemies. The Hidden Ones lack a firm foothold nearby. We have found it to our benefit to anchor ourselves beyond the city while spreading our Bureaus within its gates. Perhaps we could establish a stronghold to the north. Your thoughts?–Mentor Rayhan
|-|A Warning from Baghdad=
Our friend in Baghdad reports that the chaos has abated somewhat. Yet new perils announce themselves daily. Al-Mutawakkil's son, passed over in the succession, threatens to press his claim. Our friend frets that he cannot fight a war on two fronts. On either field he expects our cooperation. I urge you to reconsider your alliance with the rebels, Rayhan.–T
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|-|Don't Forget the Feathers=
FuladhBe sure to remind the Bureaus in Baghdad to return every bloodied feather and mission report to Alamut. Every feather is a victory; they must be collected and chronicled, not consigned to the heap of history. This is not mere ceremony. Future generations of Hidden Ones will look to our records for guidance. Our past must instruct our future; it cannot be erased.–Mentor Rayhan
|-|The First Blade=
Dear Roshan,I have enclosed with my letter a rare find: an ancient sketch of a Hidden Blade, the very first. You see its title: Xerxes's Bane. This was the weapon of Darius. I know not if our famed ancestor ever returned to his beloved Persia after his betrayal, but I thought I would return this etching of his blade to his native shores, and to you.Itamos of Greece
|-|Let Me Go=
Azadeh,They tell me you are still searching. Still chasing rumor and calling my name. The woman you pursue is dead and that name is buried with her. I am Roshan. Daughter of none. Sister of many. I drown my pain in brotherhood. You can have no part in this fellowship, for the cause is cruel to our kin and I will not see you hurt.Turn back, old friend. Seek me no more.
|-|Letter from Ali=
Rayhan,When my men at the harbor learned of a certain cargo delivery to the Caliph, we shared the information with you freely. Yet we have heard nothing of it since.Keep secrets if you must, but I need assurance that there is nothing amiss that might interfere with the rebel cause.Allah has brought me as a light unto your path of shadows.Remember that.–Ali, Lion of the Zanj
|-|Tidings from the West=
The is lifted! The attack of the Rus came like a thunderbolt from heaven, the Patriarch put it. The northerners raided the villages just beyond the city and left great damage in their wake. Our aerie will soon need to sent more eagles to the city of Byzas; new perils dawn, and I doubt that the Norsemen are done with us yet.–Your brother in shadow
|-|Wrong Path=
I learned the hard way that we should not break the rules or take paths that are not meant for us. I wanted to climb up here to prove that I was capable – and brag about it. Now I must come down, and it will be perilous. It's been a valuable life lesson, assuming mine doesn't end here. To whomever finds this: return to the camp if you can and contemplate your ability to follow the rules!
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|-|Training Report - Basim Ibn Is'haq=
He is arrogant, but that is not the source of his trouble. There is something extraordinary within him, yet he guards it as closely as he guards his heart. A Hidden One must cleave to the shadows but Basim dreads what the darkness may yield. He fears the plunge...HE does not trust that we will catch him. I would tell him that our arm are open, but I cannot find the words.
|-|Weapons Inventory=
Here is the current inventory of the armory along with what is owed to the rebels.Swords – 33 (12 outgoing)Arrows – 247 (50 outgoing)Throwing knives – 58 (20 outgoing)Smoke bombs – 22Note: rope needed for wicks.Blowdarts – 51Note: wild herbs needed for sleep concoction (ask any Banu Musa for the recipe)
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==Anbar==
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|-|Cruel Sport=
Son,Put aside the life you lead. Cockfighting is haram and cruel sport for bird and man. The bird for his loss of life, the man for his loss of time and his delight in the bloody end of a dumb animal. No coin is worth such cruelty. The birds have no choice but to enter the ring, you have a choice to walk away from it. Leave the dockside slums and come home to us.- Father
|-|Danger: Keep out=
This area is undergoing repairs and may suffer from collapse at any moment. The scaffolding is a temporary measure and should not be mistaken as an indicator of structural integrity. Please take this under advisement as we will not be liable for any injuries suffered by trespassers.
|-|My Apologies=
I took your catch for the day and beg your forgiveness, unknown friend! My family is hungry, and I had to act quickly when I saw that you left your quffa unattended. I promise that someday, in better times, Allah will connect out paths so that I may repay my debt to you.I thank you and my family thanks you!
|-|No Children=
A group of children are disturbing our operations and must be refused entry to the harbor henceforth. Last week a crate was caught in their fighing nets and dragged into the water. Today, I have learned the missing produce over the last three days was not by error of calculations, but due to theft. These children are to blame. If they return, simply alert one of the guards.
|-|One Collector to Another=
Friend Dervis,O, how the greatest beauty can be concealed by a meek facade! Priceless gems hide behind the plainest rock, or the humblest shopfront. You see, I am a collector of the exquisite, and I hear you stock previous stones from , emeralds from Khrosan, pearls from the of Sindh. I would cherish such jewels forever.Name your price and I will meet it.
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===Anbar Hideout===
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|-|Nehal's Note=
That night at the palace. It left me with a nagging feeling of discomfort, like after waking up from a nightmare.Yesterday I remembered wandering the desert again, north of the 'Aqarquf Dunes, reaching the oasis... There was something there. Something ancient that called to me.Did this really happen? I always had trouble distinguishing dreams from reality...
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===Winter Palace===
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|-|Palace Orders=
The Caliph has been summoned for an important meeting. I have been made aware of no details, but I must ensure the palace is adequately staffed and that patrols are increased. Double the presence on the roof and station two guards for every room he and the visiting party will pass through. Secure all entrances. No one is allowed in or out until after the meeting ends.
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==Baghdad==
===Abbasiyah===
====Haylanah====
=====Hammam=====
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|-|Page from Hammam Guest's Journal=
I really can't stand these rooftop celebrations! They happen far too frequently and are far too loud... No, no, I very much prefer the solitude of this room.
|-|Supplies Shipment Note=
Here are the new jars of oil for fueling the steam rooms.Handle them with care! Last thing we need are any accidental detonations. Oh, and when you store them, make sure they do not block any doors!
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=====Pharmacy of Haylanah=====
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|-|Letter of Admonishment=
We are seeing an unusual number of patients suffering from extreme opium delirium. Whatever new concoction is available is potent enough to cause serious damage, straining the resources of our already overburdened physicians.Suspend production of the red poppy, or I will be forced to inform the Caliph's religious police about this matter.- Chief Physician of the Bimaristan
|-|Letter To Guards' Superior Officer=
Tell me, Captain, who are these imbeciles under your command? Just how many times must I list which jars contain the panacea and which are best avoided?And for those of your guards who cannot read, which seems to be the majority, I have marked the medicine jars with some white symbols that not even a blind man could miss!
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=====The Great Bimaristan=====
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|-|Doctor Hassan's Office=
No admittance without proper authorization. Please look for the head nurse if you need any help.
|-|Enlightenment=
It was the barest glimpse of the brightest realm. Its glare stripped me of my shadows and I knew myself a selfish man. For who am I to hoard what lies beyond the door? The ignorant shall tremble at Alruh, but I, Fazil, shall take them by the hand and slowly, as children torn from sleep, shall they rub their eyes, blink at the light, and totter trembling into the new morning.
|-|Help Needed on Male Ward=
The ward is packed with victims from the fire at the House of Wisdom. Additional help is required to move any patient overflow to available rooms.
|-|The Efficacy of Our Discovery=
My dear Al-Rabisu,Work on the device progresses wonderfully. The engineer will unwittingly provide us the key to unlock its infinite potential.The new parts I mentioned last time are en route to the House of Wisdom. The Hour of our Order is at hand.–Al-Azhdaha
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|-|Window Repairs=
I demand immediate attention to the broken window above my laboratory! There are adequate material in the storeroom to effect the repair immediately.If I catch a fatal chill due to your negligence, you shall answer to the Caliph. Personally.–Doctor Hassan
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====Suburb of Kahtabah====
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|-|Suspicious Note=
This man often stalks the alleyways between the Scholar's Estate and the Gates of Karkh. He is commonplace in appearance, but is easy to approach. Simply request to see his wares...- Doctors of the Bimaristan
|-|The Physician's Ledger=
11 Dhu I-Qa'da 247Sales of my special opium blends have exceeded my wildest dreams! I've paid off all my debts and stashed away the excess profits in a secret place.Yet those pesky doctors at the Bimaristan grow ever more suspicious. I shall have to relocate my operation soon, beginning with the samples in the secret lab.
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=====The Four Markets=====
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|-|Book Delivery Notice=
Your order of books has arrived. Do drop by soon to collect them.
|-|Dubious Flyer=
If you love this amazing batch of exquisite products, I have plenty more to sell.Meet me near the gates of Karkh.
|-|Shipment Notice=
A new shipment of oil jars has arrived and been placed in the storage room next to the door.I'm heading out for tea in the Silk Quarter.
|-|Shopping Memo=
Off to purchase carpets. I'll be in the Silk Quarter if you need me.
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=====Scholar's Estate=====
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|-|A Humble Request=
Zahra,I hear that the priceless artifact you hold is nearly ready to reveal its secrets. You know of my searches for the traces of Those Who Came Before and the care with which they are effected. Once your academic interest is sated, I should like to have the manuscript in my keeping. It would be treated with supreme reverence and safeguarded against all peril.–Al-Ghul
|-|Books to Check=
Scholar Zahra,We have confiscated the controversial books and scrolls from your list. Please come and inspect them at your leisure before disposal.
|-|Incriminating Letter=
Al-Zarik,The Order is pleased with our accomplishments within the House of Wisdom. The future will sing tales of our glorious deeds and the prospect of our rule.I trust you are on your way back to the city to await further instructions.–Al-Rabisu
|-|Key Warning=
Return the key to the storage room once you're done with it. Do not leave it lying around!
|-|Translation progress=
Al-Rabisu,Thanks to your masterful deception with the fire at the House of Wisdom, the prisoner is translating the nameless book as we speak.He shall not set foot outside the Scriptorium until his work is done.Once we have the proper insight to the artifact's inner workings, we shall get our "Great Work", Alruh, functioning.–Zahra
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====Yasiriyah====
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|-|Shady Flyer=
O weary travelers and footsore merchants! Seek out the Physician for the remedy to what ails you. Just a pinch of my special blend of opium will send you to the Paradise!Inquire at the alley near the gates of Karkh, right beside the--(The note cuts off)
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=====Abbasiyah bureau=====
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|-|Death of a Spy=
To the Council in Alamut,Grim news: the spy known as "the Gray One" has fallen in the line of duty. He had disguised himself as a wine merchant in the Round City in order to gauge the strength of its defenses. Unfortunately, he was discovered and perished during his escape. The rope provided proved inadequate and he plummeted to his death. Most regrettable.- Tabid
|-|Letter From a Spy=
Rafiq,I am discovered! It was my mistake. I disguised myself as a wine merchant but knew little of wine. Another steward asked to sample my wares and spat out my "finest vintage". He said it was fit only for cooking.A guard grew suspicious. I must flee the Round City tonight. Let us hope the rope you provided is supple enough to get me over the walls.- The Gray One
|-|Request for Spies=
Tabid,As-salam 'alaikum. I will be brief, brother. I require more spies in Karkh. I foresee the situation here to grow dire, and I need the help. We should also meet soon to exchange information on the ground about our two districts. Let me know as soon as you are able to see me.–Rebekah
|-|Spy Report=
Rafiq,Disguised as a wine merchant, I have entered the Round City as directed. My report on the military forces here is below:The Round City teems with mercenaries from the steppes and the desert. Many of these soldiers come from the ranks of the Warlord Wasif. There are also fanatical bodyguards, loyal to the Caliph.A revolt now would likely be crushed.- The Gray One
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=====House of Wisdom=====
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|-|A Commendation=
In recognition for his many achievements in the field of astronomy, the Great Scholar Fazil will be doing a private reading from his latest astronomical text.We are proud to sponsor light refreshments for this charming event.
|-|A Stern Reprimand=
Staff,Someone has left the garden hatch to the basement wide open again. How many time must you be told that the basements are off-limits to visitors and the hatch must be kept concealed?Failure to comply will result in further beatings.- Kahraman
|-|Caretaker Instructions=
Caretaker,I have new instructions regarding the library's book collection. Books authored by the Great Scholar Fazil must be held in a special collection for security reasons.Specifically, the title of his book on astronomy is being used as a coded phrase.Burn this note upon receipt.- Guard Captain,House of Wisdom
|-|Dearest Mentor=
Ya ustadhi,I know you are wary of the new numerals, but I beg you to reconsider! Al-Khwarizmi has refined them, and even foreign scholars at the House of Wisdom are impressed! Some have invited me to return with them to to present the numerals there. I know that in a few years you and I will laugh and wonder how we ever managed without them.- Your faithful student
|-|Doctor's Note=
Ali,Please deliver my diagnosis swiftly to the Harem. Farida is much concerned over her son's affliction. His symptoms suggest , since he lacks the back pain that seems habitual in cases. Give his mother a copy of my publication "On Smallpox and Measles", it will explain the diagnosis and suggest a treatment plan. Wish her boy a swift recovery.- 
|-|Fazil's Diary=
l am so close I can taste it. I just need more time, better research subjects - and a translation of that damned, nameless book!But once I get the Great Work functioning, I will be able to probe the depths of the human mind. This will unlock the secrets of the universe. It must!Power beyond all comprehension. Miracles undreamed of. All the secrets of the alchemists, at my command.
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|-|Forbidden Area=
Do not enter without permission.
|-|Library Etiquette=
Remain silent in the library.Return books to their proper shelves.Do not take volumes without authorization.
|-|Library Lockdown=
Staff,By order of the Great Scholar, the second-floor library is off-limits. Guards have been stationed to prevent unauthorized entry while our investigation into recent thefts and other crimes continues. The following rules now apply:* Only the Caretaker of Books may enter* All others will be treated as trespassers* Trespassers will be detained or slain if they resist- Guard Captain,House of Wisdom
|-|Lost Key Notice=
The House of Wisdom requests that whomever borrowed the key to the Astronomical Library on the second floor return it to any librarian on duty at their earliest convenience.In the future, the Great Astronomer asks all students to refrain from borrowing keys without his permission.
|-|Many Thanks=
My friend,Many thanks for granting me access to the privace reading balcony in the northwest. I find it ideal for my discreet astronomical observations.I may have left Fazil's astronomy text there. Did anyone find it?–Shabir the Star-wise
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|-|Missing Books=
Please locate the following books and return them to the Southwest Wing as soon as feasible:Kitab al-HiyalKalila wa-DimnaKitab al-AzifYou must also return the ancient manuscript written in an unknown tongue.
|-|Ode to Al-Bahamut=
We are borne upon the backOf below.All that bars us from the blackIs Bahamut below.All should fall to chaos butFor Bahamut below.Our weakness would betray us butFor Bahamut below.Far too great for mortal eyesIs Bahamut below.And so the ignorant despiseAl Bahamut below.Yet those wise enough to loveAl Bahamut below Shall ever shepherd those aboveAl Bahamut below.
|-|Restoration Work=
Staff,We are unable to continue the restoration project for the House of Wisdom because we're lacking a complete building plan for the main foyer, particularly the Great Scholar's Room on the first floor.If anyone finds these plans, inform me at once.- Kahraman
|-|Robing is Mandatory=
No subjects shall enter if they are not wearing their robes. You may find the appropriate garb in the room adjoining the recuperation cells.
|-|Staff Entry Only=
Entry restricted to House of Wisdom staff only.
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|-|The Folly of Poetry=
"...Furthermore, poetry distracts young scholars from their proper and primary duty of soaking up the wisdom dripping from their superiors. Students must behave like sponges, absorbing knowledge, not like foolish barnyard animals, their passions aroused by useless verses..."This is an excerpt of a short work questioning the value of poetry, written by the Great Scholar, Fazil Fahim.
|-|The Great Scholar Commands=
Staff,Yes, it is true our scholars need a clean work space. But do not disturb me with trivia about cleaning, dusting, and lost books. Show some initiative!I am busy with my Great Work in the basement. Further interruptions shall result in a flogging.–Fazil FahimGreat Scholar of the House of Wisdom
|-|The History of the Great Scholar=
"...After Fazil Fahim al-Kemsa was appointed as the Head of the House of Wisdom, conditions improved immediately. Rare books from around the world were gathered. False scholars were dismissed and a virtuous new circle of educated and enlightened leaders led the House of Wisdom into a brave new era..."This is an excerpt of a long work extolling the scholarship and virtues of the Great Scholar, Fazil Fahim.
|-|The Lovers' Rendezvous=
Dearly beloved,Fazil's work, despite its flaws, has inspired me to bravery. Meet me on the stairway down the hall. I'll be waiting with our favorite piece of literature.–Aisha
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|-|The Path Ahead=
Brethren,With the Caliph's death we have been deprived of a valuable pawn.Rest easy. The board is reset, but new pieces are in play.From the ashes of all that we'd built shall new fires be kindled. Fan the flames of dissent, sow suspicion and reap reward. Anarchy is our ally. Order shall rise from Chaos. The snare has been laid.Al-Bahamut,Ra's Al-Af'a
|-|The Return of Al-Jabr=
Dear colleague,I entrust you with a work that was once entrusted to me: Al-Khwarizmi's Al-Jabr. Its author, concerned that the House of Wisdom might succumb to an ignorance that would imperil his work, sought to seed his ideas in Constantinople. As I near my end, it seems proper that his great work returns to Baghdad, a mere canal's crossing from the House of Wisdom. - 
|-|Those Who Came Before are Those Who Shall Return=
"...The many stars in the sky offer a riddle, a puzzle, but one that should only be considered by great scholars gathered in a luxurious House of Wisdom, protected by guards, well-funded with the latest instruments. Only in such lofty conditions can these heavenly mysteries be fully contemplated, free from the superstition and dogma of the ignorant masses..."This is an excerpt from a work of astronomy written by the Great Scholar, Fazil Fahim.
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|-|Threatening Letter=
Al-Rabisu,You consider yourself the great scholar, do you not? And as you will tell anything with ears, Alruh is your great work? Why then, with such an abundance of greatness, is there such lack of progress?You gave assurances. I expect you to honor them.–Al-Mardikhwar
|-|To Taste the Infinite=
Al-Rabisu,I hope your progress this month on Alruh has been superior to your previous performance. The device is essential to our goals. I myself yearn to try it again, to taste the infinite, to experience that unworldly rush of incipient paradise once more. It is... exquisite.I urge you to redouble your efforts to complete your Great Work.Yours in the Order,Al-Ghul
|-|To the Head of the Order=
Al-Bahamut,Greetings from the House of Wisdom. As I pen this letter, it is with great pride that I present you with a progress report.The fire we set provided the perfect cover for the theft of rare and valuable books to aid in the translation of the mysterious volume. Meanwhile the fresh batch of research subjects have proven quite fruitful in our quest to unlock the secrets of the human brain.However, such work is labor intensive and expensive. Have you reconsidered my request for additional funding?Yours in the Order,–Al-Rabisu
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=====Observatory=====
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|-|Doctor's Letter=
Dear Al-Mahani,The palpitations in your chest continue to worry me. For this reason, I have drawn up a list of foods to help with the condition:SpinachChickpeasDatesCitron (both the sweet and the bitter varieties)Olive oil (in place of sesame oil)Only small quantities of meat, and with the fat carved offBread made from sorghum flour (but not wheat, barley or rice flour)Follow this list and you will surely live to become a grandfather.Your friend,Hunayn ibn Nasir al-Tusi
|-|Note to Self=
Perhaps I am going mad, but an idea has just come to me, and I must write it down before it is lost...Established theory places our planet at the center of the universe, and around it revolves the Sun, the moon, and all the other planets… But what if the theory is wrong! What if it is we, trapped on our rock, who revolve around the Sun? There! Mad or not, I have written it down! I fear the world is not yet ready for this idea. And so, I must keep it out of my official studies. But once I am done, I will explore it more fully. That is my pledge.
|-|Unsent Letter from Father to Son=
My dearest son,Some things are best written rather than said. Perhaps if I had taken this approach earlier today, we could have avoided our argument.I want to make something clear to you. My studies are indeed my life's work. But they are not my life's joy... No, it is you who are my true joy. Please believe me.After the passing of my beloved wife and your most cherished mother... Well, life has not been easy for either of us. Each has sought his own escape from the grief. Two lost and isolated souls.Yet as your father, it was my duty to be there for you... I was not in the past, but I am now. Let mine be the shoulder that you rest your head upon, and upon which you find solace.Whenever you are ready, come to me and together we shall heal ourselves.Your ever-loving father
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=====Scriptorium=====
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|-|An Orderly Poem=
To my Al-Zarik,Demoness green and yellow too,My dragon's kiss I leave upon you.As the wise Poet Arib once wrote,You are my law, you are my Order.–Al-Azhdaha
|-|Book Deliveries=
Zahra wants the additional books taken from the House of Wisdom to be delivered directly to her personal residence at the Scholar's Estate. Do not bring them here.
|-|Hunayn's Note=
Zahra,I have tried every language I know, every trick in my translator's bag of tricks. But this ominous book resists all efforts to translate it. What else can I do?–Hunayn the Translator
|-|Inventor's Notes=
These translated excerpts from the Myth of Icarus are fascinating. The concept of humanity overcoming natural limits through tools excites me. Perhaps too, someday, I could take flight as the man in the myth.There is a tall, isolated rock in the desert, far to the south, which would be a perfect launching point...
|-|Translated Greek Excerpt=
(Translated from the Greek)"Icarus beat his wings in joy, thrilling to the cold wind on his face, with nothing but air above and below. He rose higher and higher into the blue sky until he vanished into the clouds..."
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===Harbiyah===
====Khuld====
=====Khurasan Gate Guardhouse=====
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|-|A Glorious Memory=
I am a soldier and a plain-spoken man. Still, I must try to describe the ambassador's visit. The whole palace shone in splendor. Stunning carpets smoothed the paths, our mounts bore saddles of silver and gold... All the city came to gaze. When my spear grows heavy and sweat soaks my armor, I will read these words and remember how I glowed to stand so close to greatness.
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=====Upper Harbor=====
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|-|New Orders=
A complication has arisen in my acquisition of laborers from the West, and I expect to be short on men until the matter is resolved. For the time being, any rebels you intercept are to be spared and imprisoned. I will orchestrate their removal, use the able-bodied and dispose of them shortly thereafter. Rest assured your compensation will increase.Al-Ghul
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====Quadrangle of the Persians====
=====Damascus Gate=====
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|-|Note from Guard=
Captain!We are still getting threats from the merchants over the rising "fees" we charge. The ones not participating freely in our little scheme are beginning to suspect something. We fear they might complain to the authorities!What do we do? Do we move the confiscated goods somewhere else? Or do we cut our losses, split what we already have, and abandon the whole scheme?
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=====Damascus Gate Prison=====
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|-|A Word on Restraint=
Jailers,Be judicious. While enemies of the state must not bear their knowledge to the grave, every tortured martyr's wail is a clarion call. We must detect their skulking sympathizers, not summon more from the shadows through wanton brutality. Cozen where you can. Be as the Uyun, the Eyes of the Caliphate. Do not let bloodlust blind the body you serve.—Muhammad ibn Tahir
|-|Doubling Efforts=
To all,The masked man is displeased by the rate at which the dig is progressing. Six prisoners have died and the others become more frail with each passing day. We will need to rouse more men and begin alternating their shifts. This should provide a consistent workflow and speed the operation along. Lastly, I remind you that any discovery must remain secret. No witnesses.
|-|Guard Correspondence=
Sayyidi,I have searched through our records. We've received no transfer of prisoners from the Damascus Gate for several months now I can only think that, despite what you were told, the prisoners you saw leaving your premises were destined for another location, not ours. That or, strangely, they never arrived. A veritable problem indeed. You should inform your superiors
|-|High Profile Prisoner=
Men,The traitor Ali ibn Muhammad has been captured and is expected to arrive just before nightfall. Our orders are to isolate and prepare him for interrogation.Clear a space in the catacombs and inform the jailer that Ali holds high-value information about the identity of his allies. He may extract it by any means he deems fit, so long as the prisoner does not expire.
|-|New Measures: Prisoner Transfers=
At the express request of the Caliph, each prison in Baghdad is hereby ordered to increase the frequency by which its population is cycled. The Caliphate has had remarkable success in thwarting the rebellion, but with that reality comes another: their numbers within the prisons swell. This measure is a prudent one aimed at stopping any attempt at an organized uprising.
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=====Soap Boiler's District=====
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|-|Soap Shipment=
My brothers in Massilia,We are pleased to share with you our finest selection of soaps. Please note: we have clearly labeled the al-rakki samples "for external use only: do not ingest". Hopefully this will dissuade your clients from mistaking our product for date-palm paste and prevent further incident. If not, we may have to find a way to make the soap edible.- Mas'ood
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====Shari'====
=====Dyeing Factory=====
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|-|An Offer of Justice=
Dervis,I had heard of the tragedy you described in your letter. I regret to learn how close you were to those who were slain.But to idle and to mourn is to do nothing. Those in power thrive on the stagnation of the weak. We are the strong who march forward. Can I count you among us?–Ali ibn Muhammad
|-|Unfinished Letter=
Sister,An unthinkable tragedy has broken me beyond repair, I fear.I spend each day wading through the deaths of the youths I sought to protect. Was it foolish of me to think I could? Am I a fool still for believing there can be justice in this world?Perhaps I need to believe it. Embroil myself in seeing it served, even. It is why I have chosen to bear the red sash—(The letter cuts off)
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=====Harbiyah bureau=====
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|-|A Fantastic Acquisition=
Brother Fuladh,While prowling the book markets, I found a copy of the ! It includes the very poem Ka'b ibn Zuhayr recited in front of the Prophet himself. So moved was the Prophet that he wrapped Zuhayr in his mantle. Never has a poet been so honored!You must come over and I shall recite the verses for you and our friends.Yours in the Shadows,Tabid
|-|The Ballad of Basim=
With his hood pulled down low So his face does not show,Basim stalks through this cityActing without mercy or pityFor the wrongdoers within,Even as they perpetuate many a sin.He protects the meek and the righteousWithout turning their plights into a crisis,For he is a great and noble hero,Who is able to tiptoeUp behind even the most terrible enemy,And defeat them monumentally.I came to realize his greatnessWhen he came to me with precipitateness,And led me to my salvationWhile aiding my dear relation,For which I am most grateful to him,This one they call Basim.
|-|Grief=
Friends,Beshi's body has been recovered and honored in the manner of his people. We must turn our grief to purpose now, for a heavy heart makes for a weak arm, a weak man.When one's ears are full of the cry of thousands, it is selfish to be stricken by the silencing of a single voice.Thank you for all you have done, and all that you have yet to do.Ali, Lion of the Zanj
|-|Murjana's Request for Help=
Hidden One,My name is Murjana. An old friend by the name of Beshi pointed me towards you. He told me that you shadowy figures are trustworthy and so I hope you can help me with a delicate and possibly perilous matter regarding my father, Ali Baba. You have no doubt heard his name. Meet me outside the gates south of Baghdad with haste.–Murjana
|-|Trouble at the Court=
Abu 'Abdallah is furious that he did not succeed his father Al-Mutawakkil as Caliph. The boy had already picked his regnal name and claims that his cousin usurped his seat. Governor Ibn Tahir fears he has a mind to stir the population into an uprising, that there will be such as there was after the death of Harun al-Rashid, and that all will fall to ruin.
|-|Rayhan's Letter=
Basim,Congratulations, for it is no small feat to slay an Order Member. Alas, centuries of skirmish with our enemy have taught us that only by cutting off its head can we win this war. I hear whispers that the leader of the Order in Baghdad is called Ra's Al-Af'a. Find this Head of the Snake, slay its allies, strip it of its mask, and strike it down.Mentor Rayhan
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=====Metal Factory=====
<tabber>
|-|Letter to Abbas=
Abbas, you two-faced pig! We will endure this heartless toil no longer. You say we are not slaves and try to fool us with pitiful pay. The food you give us is worse than what we were given in prison. The only things that grow fat here are the cockroaches. They will soon be big enough to hunt us.We will rise against you if things do not change! This is your last chance!
|-|Note on Weapons=
Omair, my friend,It seems the new blades are not meeting the required standard. I do not think they are suitable for the Caliph's elite guards. We must rectify this failing as quickly as possible, for both our sakes.Yours,Fadi
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====Zubaydiyah====
=====Ditch Sluice of the Fief=====
<tabber>
|-|Urgent Delivery!=
Deliver these olives promptly to the Soap Boiler's District. Advise them that these samples are newly reaped from the Monastery's trees and have been specially selected for soap making. DO NOT DELAY: the new Umm Walad has placed a large order of soap for the Harem in which olive oil is the critical ingredient. Expect standard payment upon delivery.
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=====Nestorian Monastery=====
<tabber>
|-|A Word on Heresy=
My dear Brother in Constantinople,Still you insist on calling us heretics, just as your Patriarch condemned centuries ago. It is you who cleave to heresy. How can two natures, human and divine, be united in one being? Christ is God-inspired, but he is man, not God. His mother cannot therefore be called , God-Bearer. Again I urge you to look to the wisdom of the Church of the East!
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===Karkh===
====Fief of Rayasanah====
<tabber>
|-|Betting Slip=
Prince's Track, Khalid's Storm, 20 dinar. Adeem, go pick up Jamil's wager outside the mosque, the one by that rich man's house. He should be waiting by the markets.
|-|A Spice Merchant's Journal=
Ya ilahi! Never have I seen such fervor for spice in all my days! Servants and customers were trampling over one another just to get a bottle! The footprints, the fighting! Such fire, such desire. It is my good fortune to receive such profit! I must speak with my supplier from the Outer Markets again. Whilst he toils to create this addictive blend, I shall reap the profits!
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=====Karkh bureau=====
<tabber>
|-|A Mysterious Note=
Hidden One, if you have the time there is a... commodity on the streets you should know of. It is called "Secret Spice", and rumor has it that people are almost out to kill just for a sample. No one really knows it's [sic] origin, but I have a feeling you'll be able to find out. Perhaps the spice stall at the Great Bazaar can provide some answers.
|-|Bureau Guidance=
Rebekah,Here are notes that might aid you. Discretion is key.Spies are to be used to our advantage. Information is golden. Secure it safely.Always be prepared to leave in the case of infiltration.Always be on your guard.Please read the list of texts I suggested to you when we last met, they will help in sharpening the mind and keeping boredom at bay.- Fuladh
|-|Dual-Wielding=
Rebekah, my dear Sister-in-smithy,A comrade in Constantinople had the novel idea of using two Hidden Blades, one for each arm. He was so excited by the prospect, he didn't seem to mind losing a second finger. He says the dual blades have worked wonders for him. Perhaps something to consider at the Alamut branch?May your forge forever sing,Your Byzantine Brother-in-arms
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=====Officers' Club=====
<tabber>
|-|General's Orders=
Security for the officer's room has been increased, and new locks put on the doors. As a precaution, you have been issued a key.Guard this key at all times. Do not use it unless asked by an officer. Do not stray from your post on the eastern balcony.–General Jasoor ibn Basil
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=====Tax Collector's Mansion=====
<tabber>
|-|Approved Blockade Funding=
The agreed upon amount was taken from the tax fund for Karkh and allocated to supplement the Harbor's Blockade as instructed.
|-|Orders to Increase Taxes=
Suhail,Here are the proposed tax increases. Please act accordingly.Grains: One twentiethFoodstuffs: One tenthTextiles: One tenthCeramics: One fifthAnd according to the laws, the shall pay extra, so charge each non-believer another tenth on top of the given tax.N
|-|My Second and Final Letter=
Al-Anqa,Coin is becoming scarce. Have you increased the taxes like I asked? I hear that you might be experiencing a few... obstacles. The shipment of perfume is also late.I thought perhaps since you are a local you might fare better than I would, but I have been wrong before.I do not usually send more than one letter about something I want done. I never send a third.N
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====Sharqiyah====
<tabber>
|-|An Appeal for Genius=
Sayyidi,I understand that you possess a copy of the Kitab al-Hiyal. I would humbly request that you deliver this great work to the harbor. My fellow dockworkers and I believe that the Banu Musa's compendium of devices and automata may help us unlock new tools for dredging canals and waterways. Give us this book that the entire city may profit from the Banu Musa's genius!
|-|Angry Journal Entry=
My father built that house. It belonged to my family, and they stole it like common thieves! They think because they are soldiers they can do what they will, and no one will resist them. Well, not this time.It was Captain el-Jafari who gave the order. It's the last thing he will ever do. I'm going run him through with his own sword.
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=====Harbor Camp=====
<tabber>
|-|Shipment Notice=
Shipments bearing the Warlord's insignia are to be sent directly to the camp south of River Tigris. No exceptions.–Admiral Nadir
|-|The Grand Auction Advertisement=
THE DA'IRAT AL-MAL, NOT TO BE MISSED!Ever dreamt of owning the world? Well, now you can have a taste of what it might be like! The Da'irat Al-mal is here once again—prepare to be awed, dazzled and amazed by the selection we have for you! Rare porcelain, precious stones from around the world... we have it all! Join us and revel in the splendor!
|-|Unsigned Diary=
“Fucking useless dogs.” is his favorite phrase. Everyone fears him, but not me. All he does is shout and threaten us. Sure, he can kill me with just his wrist, but that does not make him any better than us. He calls us dogs, but he is the biggest one of all. He only worships and follows one. If that is not dog-like behavior, then I do not know what is.
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=====Qasr Salih=====
<tabber>
|-|Folded Letter=
Al-Rukh,My friend, you are a worrier. No jinni has come to haunt you.I have something to take your mind off your trouble. The latest design is almost completed. It is my best work. It is perfection. It would be immodest of me not to say so.Come to my camp so I can witness your reaction. Even a determined land camel like you cannot fail to be impressed.–Al-A'Eshma
|-|Patrol Orders=
The General's balcony will remain open until further notice. Adjust your rounds to double the number of passes by the western side of the villa.–Captain Abu
|-|Short Letter=
Al-Rukh,I've heard troubling rumor that your celebrated past accomplishments were somewhat exaggerated. It seems you have been telling lies.I expect you at the Great Garrison when I return. We have much to discuss.–Al-Mardikhwar
|-|Unsent Orders=
Captain,Any instructions you received from the Warlord were given before the current situation. As his General, command falls to me in his absence. Disobeying me by claiming obedience to him will not save you from answering for your insolence when he returns.I want your men in Qasr Salih by the end of the day. That is an order.–General Jasoor ibn Basil
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=====Sharqiyah bureau=====
<tabber>
|-|A Note on our Arrangement=
My brothers in the shadows,The whispers have slowed to a silence, but like the patient fisherman, we cast our nets and wait. Rest assured we remain committed to our end of the agreement.Now, about yours.We require a new shipment without delay. Our lives and the success of our mission depend on it.In solidarity,The Lion of Freedom
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=====The Great Garrison=====
<tabber>
|-|A Final Warning=
Al-Mardikhwar,Did your early years slaving at the forge coarsen your hand? Surely a smithy demands finesse as well as force. You were given orders to secure the slaves, not slaughter them by the score. You leave a trail of bloodshed that could well be traced to the rest of us, and to me.A firm hand, but a light touch. I will not tell you again.Al-Bahamut,Ra's Al-A'fa
|-|Dusty Memoir=
I was a boy when they took me, and sent me to the blacksmith. That bastard beat me, but I made myself strong just like you taught me.As soon as I was big enough, I broke his neck with my hands. I squeezed until I felt it snap. There was no anger in his eyes then. The only thing I saw before they filled up with blood was fear.You would have been proud of me, Mama.
|-|I Work Alone=
There is no need for that brute. I have been doing my job in Karkh and then some, and for certain I am able to take the reins in Sharqiyah as well. He intrudes on my authority and poses as an insult to my abilities. I formally request to—(this letter is incomplete)
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====Tabik====
<tabber>
|-|Crumpled Betting Slip=
Prince's Track, Akil Alrumaan, 6 dinar. You better be right about this bird, Adeem. And take care going back to that pile of dung and dust you call a home. I don't want any more excuses that you cannot pay because those lazy guards east of the House of Poulterers caught you and locked you up again.
|-|Scrap of Paper=
Sadir is in deep trouble. Guards are skulking about the Cookmen's Quarter looking for him and his potent spice blend. All the uproar about the spice has attracted much undue attention. He should stop production if he wants to keep his life.
|-|Storage Key=
That old hag! Must've tripped me inside this flower pile on purpose! Now I can't find my key for the storage room... and I'll look a fool if I dive in to look for it. I must find another way....
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=====Ali Baba's Estate=====
<tabber>
|-|A Page from Ali Baba's Journal=
Murjana has spoken to me of her hopes. She talked of visiting India, and even China! Where did this child get her dreams from? But the coffers run thin, and if I am to support her... I know she loathes it, but I must work with the Forty. They are abhorrent but I have little choice. Only they can give what I require.What is a father's love for if not for his daughter?
|-|The Broken Deal=
This agreement is hereby signed between the merchant Ali Baba and his protectors, the Forty Good Fellows.All expenses shall be paid by Ali Baba as well as a lump sum of forty talents of silver.All protection is to be provided by the Forty Good Fellows.All profits of this journey shall be split in half between Ali Baba the Merchant and his Forty Good Fellows.
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=====Cookmen's Quarter=====
<tabber>
|-|Sadir's Journal=
No more! I knew my special blend of herbs and spices would be exquisite. When I tasted it my tongue quivered, my knees went weak! My mistake was sharing it with the servants. The chaos that came once their masters tasted my creation earned me a beating by the Caliph's guard!Should you desire to taste my masterful blend, come to my stall at the Cookmen's Quarter for chicken.
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=====Confiscation Warehouse=====
<tabber>
|-|Goods in Holding=
THESE GOODS ARE NOT TO BE RELEASED UNTIL THOROUGH CHECKS HAVE BEEN MADE.Silks from Santo's Smooth SilksThree-headed Dog statue from Kinako PorcelainWhite Peach Oolong from Kong's Tea ParadeThese goods can be released once this note is shown to the respective guard
|-|Instructions from the Harbormaster=
To All:The blockade is to be erected at the harbor. Seize any foreign exotic artifacts and keep eyes out for a Chinese hairpin. There can be no room for error. I know where all of you live. I know your families. Do as you are told. No questions asked.Javed
|-|Sweetly-Scented Letter=
Al-Kullulu,I loath mistakes. I only had one request, and somehow you managed to deny me what I seek. You know how much I wanted that hairpin—did I not make it clear when we last spoke? We might need to have another meeting for you to understand.For now, it seems I must take things into my own hands at the auction.N
|-|The Grand Auction Advertisement=
THE DA'IRAT AL-MAL, NOT TO BE MISSED!Ever dreamt of owning the world? Well, now you can have a taste of what it might be like! The Da'irat Al-mal is here once again—prepare to be awed, dazzled and amazed by the selection we have for you! Rare porcelain, precious stones from around the world... we have it all! Join us and revel in the splendor!
</tabber>
=====House of Poulterers=====
<tabber>
|-|Angry Notice=
STOP LOSING THE WAREHOUSE KEYPatch your damn pockets. Find the key or our heads will roll.
</tabber>
=====Monastery of the Virgins=====
<tabber>
|-|Deacon's Ledger=
May 5 - 1 barrel of Norse ale sold to Musa ibn 'Umar for 5 DinarsMay 9 - 2 jars of fortified wine sold to the Philosophers' Tea House for 3 Dinars apieceMay 11 - 3 casks of fine mead sold to Hasan the Moor for 10 Dirhams apieceMay 21 - 1 barrel of Saxon beer sold to Harun al-Mun'im ibn Idris for 3 DinarsTotal income for the month - 14 dinars, 30 dirhams
|-|Ingredients For Alcoholic Beverages=
Mucky Monk Mead - honey, , , s, conesNuns' Delight - , , , , saffron, , , , peel, honey, nutmegThe Abbot's Tipple - cinnamon, balm, dried hyssop flowers, , thyme, flowers, angelica roots, seedsThe Last Sip - arsenic, hemlock, wolfsbane, , mandrake, , , . Fungi may also be added. I recommend , , , and . Sweeten with honey. LOTS of honey!
|-|Letter to the Abbot=
Dear Abbot,For your service to the Caliphate you were gifted a piece of land at the heart of our city on which to build your House of God. Yet I hear that your monks urge the consumption of alcohol in the street, leading to unseemly behavior.I am sure this is a misunderstanding. Still, I would appreciate your assistance as I investigate these rumors.—Muhammad ibn Abdallah ibn Tahir
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=====Oil Maker's District=====
<tabber>
|-|A Poem=
The three are as one; now separate, and yet bound by the they once shared.Nobody can see them, but they shift among us in plain sight.They all look the same, these three, though beware—they are not!
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=====The Bazaar=====
<tabber>
|-|An Apologetic Draft=
I just need a few more days, please. I will get the coin and pay my debt. The perfume that I stock is important and cannot be touched... I implore you to understand. The recent spike in tax has—(the rest of the letter is incomplete)
|-|A Word of Caution=
Al-Pairika,I have never been one to extol the virtue of modesty. Yet there is something to be said for subtlety when it is critical to one's survival. Our brother's recent demise makes it clear that we have drawn attention from unwelcome quarters. Temper your shows of wealth and stop bidding publicly before more blades spring from the shadows.Al-Bahamut,Ra's Al-A'fa
|-|Call to Arms=
Brothers! The yoke of a false caliph will not be endured. Abu 'Abdallah is his father's rightful heir. Are you dogs to bay without biting? The time draws near to cast down the pretender and help Al-Mutawakkil's son reclaim his stolen throne!
|-|Invitation to meet The Treasurer=
Kiev of Greece, Proprietor of Santo Statues and Sand.You are invited to visit The Treasurer in her quarters, at the Chamber of Antiquities. It will be open after the auction has concluded. Bring the Black Sanded Ornament as discussed.
|-|Kong's Last Word=
If anyone reads this note while I am out, know this: Luca is a no-good lying thieving Greek, and everything is his fault! He is likely the reason I am not here. He is the reason why Karkh will have no more quality tea!We stall rats who procure goods by... personal means... need to stick together! But not according to that cheese-smelling little shite! He must be jealous of me.
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<tabber>
|-|Letter to My Brother=
Brother,Business goes well enough here in Karkh, but my rival, a Chinese man, is determined to keep me out of business. Not only are his tea leaves delicious (I have sampled some whilst he naps), but he reports me every chance he gets.Do not worry, I will not let our cheese business go stale. The new samples you sent smell wonderful. They will surely be popular.–Luca
|-|Our Time to Shine=
Get yourself ready boys, the Grand Auction is finally here! The guards will be busy so this will be our time to finally reward ourselves with their gold. Join me on the roof and we commence... unless you decide to run with your tails between your legs. Chicken.
|-|The Path Ahead=
Brethren,With the Caliph's death we have been deprived of a valuable pawn.Rest easy. The board is reset, but new pieces are in play.From the ashes of all that we'd built shall new fires be kindled. Fan the flames of dissent, sow suspicion and reap reward. Anarchy is our ally. Order shall rise from Chaos. The snare has been laid.Al-Bahamut,Ra's Al-Af'a
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===Round City===
====Administrative District====
=====Mazalim Courts=====
<tabber>
|-|Denunciation=
Revered Judges of the Mazalim Court,You recently visited my village to investigate the work of a certain who had been accused of egregious corruptions. You should know that on the day of your visit, he disguised himself as a merchant and loudly sang his own praises in the marketplace for your benefit. Do not be taken in by his trickery. Do not let him bribe you.
|-|Evidence of Corruption=
My friend,Your situation is troubling. You seem to me to be the victim of a petty vendetta. That such persecution should couch itself in the robes of law is shameful. The course of justice never did run smooth, but generosity can ease its path. Should you look into your heart and find such largesse, I will do all I can to ensure that justice is served.–Majid Al-Kadhab
|-|Judgement in Progress=
Edict:The accused Qadi has committed a brazen miscarriage of justice for the sake of personal gain, egregious etc. etc. It is therefore the opinion of this court that they should be stripped of the rank of Qadi to ensure that the course of justice is no longer perverted etc. etc. (Asif add in detail, dates).- 'Adil ibn Munsif
|-|Surrendering Evidence=
Be it advised that all officers of the Court are strictly prohibited from keeping evidence of corruption on their persons or in private bureaus. All evidence must be kept in the storage space atop the courts for safekeeping. Ill-gotten gains in particular must be surrendered lest they fall into the wrong hands again. This court must punish corruption, not fall prey to it.
</tabber>
=====Postal Bureau=====
<tabber>
|-|Admirer's Letter=
Dearest Arib, your poetry has touched me deeply. You are my oasis, lush and plentiful, your words soothe my weathered soul. Tell me you feel the same.
|-|Payment Overdue Letter=
Please note that your payment of fifteen dinars is overdue and must be remitted no later than 20 Safar or you will be subject to an additional fine.
|-|Strange Letter=
After the honey drips from her lips, Al-Tha'lab leaves the garden and follows the mouse.
|-|Threatening Letter=
You jape and jig for the base pleasure of your betters and pave their path to ruin. Silence your song of sin or I will do it for you.
|-|Treasonous Letter=
Abu 'Abdallah is the true Caliph and will soon reclaim his stolen throne. The time is near at hand. Wait for my signal.
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====Commanders' District====
<tabber>
|-|Outraged Citizen=
Enough is enough! What was once an aberration has become an all too familiar sight in our fair city: haystacks are clogging our streets, blocking foot traffic, and causing widespread confusion and distress. This bizarre infestation is grotesquely wasteful given the shortage of straw in Samarra. Sign here to call upon the Governor to remove this menace from our streets!
</tabber>
=====Shurta Headquarters=====
<tabber>
|-|A Warning=
For the eyes of Muhammad ibn Tahir:I have it on good authority that the madman Ali ibn Muhammad intends to storm the palace itself. He thinks me an ally, but his cause is lost and ever will be, for it is in the nature of those who serve to remain subservient. He is determined to lead his rabble to ruin and the rest to disaster.
|-|A Word of Warning=
Comrade, are you an imbecile? Stop leaving your post! We are surrounded by bandits and criminals who would love nothing more than to infiltrate the Shurta. Leave the back balcony unsupervised again and I will report you to our superiors. I will not have you drag us all down!
|-|Criminal Sought=
For repeated acts of public disorder, thievery, and suspicion of murder and rebellion.The suspect is of slightly above average height, with dark eyes and hair. He is missing part of his fourth finger on his left hand. Be warned that he is armed and dangerous. If you should see him, alert the nearest member of the Shurta and proceed with extreme caution.
|-|For the Governor's Eyes Only=
Some still clamor for the claim of Abu ‘Abdallah. They are not many, but they are loud and determined to drown out any voice of reason. It seems that every time the outcry ebbs and the dust threatens to settle, an unseen hand rakes itself through the dirt, clouding our sight and prompting fresh outrage. Whose hand I cannot guess, but I would stay it and staunch this chaos.
|-|Letter from the Tahirids=
Cousin, per your request all terms with Alamut are hereby voided; our pledge of protection revoked; our offer of asylum rescinded.Abdallah ibn Tahir
</tabber>
<tabber>
|-|Memorandum to the Shurta=
To all Shurta Staff:Whenever possible in the course of your duties, avoid the third floor. Governor ibn Tahir is engaged in delicate matters of state and should not be disturbed unless in case of utmost extremity.
|-|"Ocean, Desert, Cobra, Dove"=
Rage as the Ocean,I'll sweeten your storms;Scorch as the desert,I'll bathe in your heat;Strike as the cobra,but plunge in my breast;Soar as the dove,but alight in my nest;Where you go, there I'll go;Where you rest, there I'll rest.
|-|Resignation of Abu 'Abdallah=
With a heavy heart, I, Abu 'Abdallah, swear allegiance to our Caliph regnant and avow that I will not seek the throne while he is living.Signed 11 Shawwal
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====Gardens====
<tabber>
|-|Extraordinary Beasts from Near and Far=
Marvel at the Caliph's menagerie! We here at the Court cherish our furred and feathered companions: Princess Zubaydah had a pet monkey that she dressed as a general and required all visitors, no matter their rank, to salute. Admire the splendor of these animals, but do not get too close. Not all the zoo's inhabitants are as gracious courtiers as the Princess's monkey!
|-|Guard's Resignation=
Sir,I regret that I must ask to be assigned to another post, one far from the menagerie. I have urged you time and time again to secure the leopard pit. These beasts are unruly and chafe at any attempt to restrain them. For the sake of my successor I hope you heed this counsel. I'd sooner fend off the rebels than turn my back to the beasts.Yours, Asif
|-|Memoirs of a Concubine=
I thought it an honor to be singled out. Now I know to be set apart is to struggle alone.Yet I find comfort in the Caliph's bedroom, not in the man, but in his books. My favorite is by . It was plucked from the library as I was plucked from the Harem and brought to grace the Caliph's chamber. So the tome and I, missing our fellows, soothe our solitude with words.
|-|Some Other Time=
Love,I've searched the seas, scoured the desert, wandered every land there is.All for you, and all for nothing.For it is not a matter of where, but when. Our love existed in another time.But I'll journey on. Someday I may catch up to you, or you at last keep pace with me. Maybe somehow I'll slip through time and space and fall into your arms once more.—Kakolookiyam
</tabber>
<tabber>
|-|Stable Master's Note=
Rafi,While I recover, I trust you to care for the Prince's favorite horse, the one they call "Shadow". The animal has been dear to our master since childhood. I have seen him whisper cherished thoughts into its ear. The horse is his best friend. Guard it with your life, for if anything unfortunate befalls the beast, you and I will face the most terrible consequences!–Ubadah
</tabber>
=====Palace of the Green Dome=====
<tabber>
|-|A Calling=
Do you dream of a world where rulers lead not by accident of blood or birth but by wisdom and by strength? Do you question trifling truths? Do petty mores drudge your days? Do you serve when you should master? Do you tire of forcing your knees to bend?Then come and seek us among the booksRise a shepherd to an errant flockA shining beacon of order and light.
|-|A Cause Worth the Cost=
Sayyidi,I bring condoling news. The measures I spoke of have been taken. I hope that for a small price we may yet stave off the anarchy that seems destined to descend. We will survive this yet.–Ever your servant, and the Caliphate's.
|-|A Martial Gift=
Sayyidi,An eminent citizen has made a generous display of his loyalty to your reign. His gift awaits your perusal upstairs. Perhaps it is coincidence, perhaps prescience, that this gift would be of greatest use to your soldiers. I pray we may yet stave off the anarchy that many are predicting, and that this generous boon may be left to gather dust. I fear I hope in vain.
|-|Call for Verses=
Calling All Artists!We are entertaining foreign guests tonight and are eager to show them the poetical prowess of our city. A competition will be held in our garden and prizes awarded. Enroll yourselves on the sheet below if you would like to present a piece. For the sake of variety, please, please no extracts from Arib's collection "Ocean Desert Cobra Dove". Be original.
|-|The Traitor's Journal=
Sayyidi,Your rival Abu 'Abdallah was slow to conceal his journal from me yesterday and I discerned the following words within: "The stranger touched the object, light bloomed and strange figures appeared, crying in foreign tongues... I told my mother. I have never seen her so excited, so pleased, not for any deed or word of mine..."Does this mean anything to you, Sayyidi?
</tabber>
====Residential District====
=====Arib's House=====
<tabber>
|-|A Cry for Wisdom=
Why should we submit to the rule of thoseSo fearful to question, to disturb the universeThat they'd tie my tongueAnd shut my eyesAnd sew my mouthWhen I would stand and beg for wisdomFor answers to why and who and howHow can I hear the windWith shut earsHow shall I ask the skiesWith sewn lips?I must speakOr I will scream.Perhaps the heavens are screaming too.
|-|Al-Tha'lab's Lament=
Oh, to stop running!To put up my paws and retreat to my denFar from net and thrusting spear.But what are we when we are tamedNot a fox but something smallerOur tail a lesser red to better blend with staid surroundings.What are we, forsaking shadowDo we embrace the light or hide within it?And what will we be to each other, you and I,When the chase has ended?
|-|Burned Fragments=
Let the hunter set his snares, Al-Tha'lab will not be bound.
|-|So Bold!=
Sayyidati,Such a daring performance last night. I fear what was brazen in me is beaten to sweetness, any sharpness of wit long softened. You must teach me the merry dance you do to avoid rebuke. I would learn its steps. Unless there is no such dance, perhaps your power is such that if you but plant your feet, they must dip and bob to skirt you.–Qabiha
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=====Harem=====
<tabber>
|-|A Word from the Fallen=
Young one,My rivals will soon oust me. I had urged ambition, taught them to climb. I cannot complain at being outstripped.You can only rise or fall: there is no clinging to the wall. If the wind does not knock you from your perch then others will on their ascent. Do not lose your footing: the maw of chaos gapes below. I suffered its jaws. I'd spare you the same.–Qabiha
|-|About Me=
Greetings,My name is Amir. I live in the Harem. My favorite color is blue. I like to play the .I have two brothers and one sister. They are kind.I have a toy cheetah but I want a real cheetah. They are very fast. When I grow older I want to be an explorer and see the lands of the Rus where there is snow.
|-|Desperate Measures=
Sayyidi,I am sorry to disturb you in your refuge. I too have begun to long for the mountains of home, but it's fools who flee when there is nowhere to run. Should this threat endure, there will be no sanctuary for either of us. I have measures in mind. I ask only for your trust that the cost is worth the reward.Ever your servant, and the Caliphate's.
|-|"Ocean, Desert, Cobra, Dove"=
Rage as the Ocean,I'll sweeten your storms;Scorch as the desert,I'll bathe in your heat;Strike as the cobra,but plunge in my breast;Soar as the dove,but alight in my nest;Where you go, there I'll go;Where you rest, there I'll rest.
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<tabber>
|-|On the World to Come=
Sisters,Farah the Umm Walad forbade us to speak of the rebels, but can you not conceive of the future they promise? We could walk in the world beyond these walls. No man here would dare to hold us. We could dance unbidden, sing when we're moved to, read what we care. to, no man's vassal or vessel. No longer any man's to own, our bodies, our choices, our fates our own.
|-|Serpents in the Sanctuary=
When they took me from my mother's arms, the only consolation was the promise of sisters. Of a world of women who would be my sanctuary and strength. And so they were, for a time. But a sickness has spread. The cruelty and ambition that dominate the world beyond root within our walls. My sisters have become serpents. I would not turn predator, bur neither will I be prey.
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==Wilderness==
===Wilderness North===
====Abandoned Village====
<tabber>
|-|Letter to Brother=
Dear Little Brother,I must ask for your help once more. The children are so hungry that they cry all night. I can bear it no longer.The village has sold nothing to the caravanserai for months. Some are boiling their sandals to eat the leather. Others have turned to thievery. I am tempted to join them.Please help me find work in Baghdad. I will do anything!–Your loving brother
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====Caravanserai====
<tabber>
|-|Revelations=
Alruh...With each devotion of my mind and body to the Great Work, I sense it further. What once lay dormant floods through me, longing to carve out its own space. Whether it is in coalescence with the rest of me, I am not certain. I see, hear, and feel aspects of a life that is not my own, yet I sense a deep connection to it. My curiosity remains unsated. I must know more.
|-|Lest I be Silenced=
Rahim,A convoy of guards game to the caravanserai last night, all noiseless secrecy. They collected a large chest, half-crusted with dirt, loaded it into a card, and bore it away. I know not where, but I heard talk of the harbor. I watched from a distance, but fear I was seen. If something should happen to me, you will know that I have paid the price for bearing witness.
|-|Keep Away from Caravanserai's Canal=
Be wary of washing wares or bathing in the canal that runs beneath the wall and into the Caravanserai. It is a private waterway and any interference on our part could result in contamination of the water designated for the Caravanserai's use.
|-|Worker's Deed=
Sold for 160 dinarQuantity: 8 menQuality: Strong, healthyOrigin: PersiaSold to:x Mas'ood Al-Ya'qoob
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====Northern Oasis====
<tabber>
|-|Al Ghul's Letter=
We need more workers at the southern site. Stop your excavations and bring them to me as fast as you can. Until you find a way to reach the chamber under the oasis, the shards should not be left unguarded. The Tha'abeen will carry them at all times.Yours in the Order,–Al-Ghul
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====Water Mill====
<tabber>
|-|A New Day=
I give praise to God. Through his will, Ali has returned to us.It is a sign. The mark of a new beginning. And God is behind us. Word will spread of our resurgence. Our band will swell, and as it does, we will consume the rot that is so deeply woven into the fabric of this city. A free world awaits.
|-|Lost Key=
I lost a key near this watermill and it must be recovered! Please keep a look out, and should you find it, return it to me at once.And whatever you do, do not speak a word of it to Ali. He entrusted me with this key and if he finds out I've lost it he will come down on me with the wrath of a thousand lions!
|-|Mourning Ukbara=
The water soaks my feet... soon it will soak these pages. So quickly the river rose to devour all I had treasured. All I had to leave to my children. Why? Why deny me a father's peace of mind in my final days? Why my village? Why my home?There is no answer from the river. Still it rises, consuming the last of my memories till all that I was, all that I am, is drowned.
|-|Watermills on the Tigris=
Every day at dusk, I sit and watch the water wheel go round and round and round. I marvel at the world that Allah has created and how He gifted creativity to Man.Who could believe that such a simple contraption could add so much to our lives? They say the brothers Musa have created similar inventions, ingenious devices.I hope I will live to see those wonders!
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===Wilderness West===
====Abandoned Caravanserai====
<tabber>
|-|Evacuation Order=
That's it, I'm done. Ever since those bandits invaded the Badaraya Sands Camp, it's been one attack after another. We'll take what we can carry and lock up the rest. Hopefully the lock will keep them busy and we'll have a chance to get away.
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====Badaraya Sands Camp====
<tabber>
|-|Request to Ahmaq=
Ahmaq,Your cooking is very bad. We cannot stomach the boiled beens any more and so we have hunted and bringed home some fat chickens to be cooked by you.If you do not cook the fat chickens then there will be great pain for you as we cut off your idiot head.From your most good friends, who call themselfs Ali Bubab, Red Yaqub, Demetrius the Greek, and all the others of us you know.
|-|Treasure Note=
Zahir,So where this great treasure you tell us about? We digging up for weeks and find nothing but mud and water and stones!I starting think we has been lied to, told children stories of things that are not here.You need find wise man, big brains in his head. If treasure here, he can use the big brain to point to it. Then we cut off his head and take all treasure for us.- Zaki
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====Excavation Site====
<tabber>
|-|Captain's Orders=
Keep an eye out for these wretched miners! Some of them are hiding valuable objects or artifacts in the nooks and crannies of this place. They will hide them, come back for it at the end of the day, then take off when the day ends.
|-|Doctor's Note=
Brother Ahmad,Exciting news! The artifact you helped us uncover at the ruins hums with remarkable power!I have conceived of a device to repair it, but I am no engineer and require your assistance.Find me at the Bimaristan. Hurry, history awaits!–Doctor Hassan
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====Oasis====
<tabber>
|-|Inventor's Note=
This has to work. I've been jumping off this rock repeatedly to get my machine airborne.Perhaps it's too heavy, but no! My calculations are so precise, so perfect.What could go wrong?
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===Wilderness South===
<tabber>
|-|Ali Baba's Final Testament=
If you find this letter, presume I have passed on. I have uncovered many of the secrets of the Forty Thieves, but not all. What knowledge I have gathered I have recorded in my diary, secure in my study.Use the knowledge I have gathered to defeat this plague of Thieves. And may Allah bless you.
|-|Sweet Revenge=
That damned Ruha broke my back door trying to steal his stupid chest back! I bet there is nothing of use in there. But, just in case, I have hidden it out in the cotton fields by the willow tree. Even if he stumbles upon my shed and finds the key under the haybale, he will never guess where I put his chest! Take that, Ruha! This is for beating me to the last bottle of Qina'.
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====Dogan's Farm====
<tabber>
|-|Dogan's Orders=
Dogan,I want a full report of your progress this week. Al-A'eshma in particular has questions about the stranger nosing around Jarjaraya recently. I suggest you make extra effort to provide answers—for your own sake. Al-A'eshma, more so than me, does not like to be disappointed.We will expect you at the Officers' Club in Sharqiyah, as usual.–Al-Rukh
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====Forty Thieves Hideout====
<tabber>
|-|King of Thieves' Commands=
Ali Baba is dead. Clean up the loose ends and make sure the hideout's secrets stay hidden.
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====Jarjaraya====
<tabber>
|-|Son's Letter=
I have seen mercenaries go in and out of that farm. They must be the ones who took Father and the others. I am going tonight, and will see what I see.I leave this note here, in case I am taken as well. I am sorry to disobey you, Mother, but Beshi is right. We must fight.
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====Palm Grove====
<tabber>
|-|Letter of Execution=
The merchants must be found. One knows where I am, and for my safety he must be silenced. Kill the rest too, they are of no consequence. From what I gathered they should be enroute to the west of Baghdad. Find them before they arrive and report back—a prize of coin awaits the ones who succeed and return.Al-Anqa
|-|Guard Instructions=
ATTN: GuardsCoin Collection from:Anka's PerfumeryWei's Exotic MearsBubble Pop SoapNOTE: Must I do your jobs for you? Stop their supplies if you must, but do what you need to do to secure coin. Do not forget the extra taxes for the dhimmiyun—if they want to bask in the richness of Baghdad, they must pay the right price. Do whatever you must.Al-Anqa
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====Seleucia-on-the-Tigris====
<tabber>
|-|An Astronomer's Journal=
Working from , I compared the difference between the equinoctial hours recorded over the different seasons with my own observations of the turning sky. The calculations match!Searching for a new vantage point, I stumbled upon ancient ruins and found a strange volume bound with leather and metal clasps. It seems to be a study of the sky. Yet as I read, a darkness descended.
|-|A Growing Dread=
I made camp at the ruins. The view is good, but my nights are now filled with unease. Voices gibber on the wind. The earth itself mutters. I see awful words in my mind's eye. I fear I have opened the door to something terrible.Despite a growing dread, I read more from the dark tome. I fear it has become a compulsion. What I thought to be about the stars is much more, and so much worse.
|-|They Are Coming=
 ruled once. They shall soon rule again. They wait only for the season. They walk unseen, in the dark between the lights. They are coming.The voices! They scratch behind my eyes, tearing, twisting and breaking my thoughts. I can see nothing but their dark words.They walk unseen... unseen... Yog... Sotho... othoth... othothothothotho... Yog... Yog-Sothoth!Allah, save me!
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====Southern Camp====
<tabber>
|-|Angry Missive=
Al-A'eshma,Yet another shipment of military supplies has gone missing. That is the second time in as many months. I do not need to tell you what the consequences would be if the Caliph were to discover the contents of those shipments.The harbor and everything in it is under your control. I hold you personally responsible for what passes through it. I expect a full accounting of everything that has gone in and out of Sharqiyah in the past year on my desk when I return.Do not test me on this.–Al-Mardikhwar
|-|Guard Orders=
No torches are to be taken near the prototype. Any man found doing so will not only lose a month's wages, he will spend a week in the Great Garrison at the pleasure of the Warlord.–Admiral Nadir
|-|Neatly Folded Letter=
Al-A'eshma,The rumors questioning my past persist. I have not yet found those responsible. Despite your goading, I'm sure you understand my concern. I suppose you are right that I am fortunate this arose during his absence from Sharqiyah, but to be honest that is of little comfort to me. The rumors are sure to reach his ears eventually. I would welcome more counsel.–Al-Rukh
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====Spymaster's Camp====
<tabber>
|-|Spy's Log=
Day 12 - One caravan, twelve camels. Carrying dates from Syria.Day 13 - Many oxen, laden with grain. Harvest rich this year!Heard wild animals in the distance. Should probably get a spear for protection.Day 14 - Some of the Caliph's troops passed through the valley. Close to a hundred men, moving fast.Day 15 - Too hot. Spent most of the day napping.
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==Contracts==
===Rebel Contracts===
<tabber>
|-|The Concubine=
To any available Hidden One!The Caliph's favorite concubine, a talented young woman, has been acting as a spy on our behalf. We believe she has gathered crucial information about our enemy's plans. Unfortunately, the Caliph has now uncovered where her true loyalties lie and has ordered one of his captains to interrogate her and then kill her.Time is of the essence! We must eliminate this captain. After his death, while the guards are in disarray, our secret palace contacts will help the poor girl to safety.May Allah guide you!–Beshi
|-|The State Official=
To all Hidden Ones,The Caliph's former Concubine, that same girl we liberated not so long ago, informs me that a corrupt State Official plans to visit the Damascus Gate Prison.What do I require? Well, I require the idiot dead so we can place our own man in his stead. This will help our cause. Now, feel free to take a direct hand in the killing. Alternatively, if the prisoners were to be freed, I am sure they would make short work of the Official (and take great pleasure in the bargain).You will find the Official near the courtyard area, overseeing the prisoners on the first floor.I wish you success,–Ali
|-|The Weapons Dealer=
Hidden Ones, hear me!A Weapons Dealer is wanted by the city guards for plotting against the Caliphate. He is one of our most valuable allies, and has pledged to support our cause by providing much-needed weapons. For now, however, he must escape Baghdad or face certain death.Though proud and suspicious by nature, this Weapons Dealer is in desperate need of our help. You will find him hiding in his shop close to the Basra Gate. Escort him to safety before it is too late!May Allah grant you success!–Beshi
|-|The Slave Merchant=
Hear me, you Hidden Ones...Do you recall the Weapons Dealer that we saved? Well, our actions now bear fruit... He informs me that a notorious Slave Merchant is arranging a shipment of human cargo at the Upper Harbor.This slaver is a wicked fiend, who must suffer horribly for the atrocities he has committed. Burn him alive.Good luck,–Ali
|-|The Informant=
Basim! I call upon you, and only you:The Caliphate's guards have uncovered one of our informants, a brave and crafty lad. It would be a disaster to our cause if he should fall into their clutches.He requires urgent rescuing from the Caravanserai near Baghdad's outskirts. Get him to safety... but without drawing any attention to yourself or to us.–Ali
|-|The Slave Trapper=
Basim,Our informant, the same boy you rescued previously, has revealed that a Slave Trapper, a man famed for his devilish cruelty, is present in Baghdad with a delivery of human cargo... Find this wretch and kill him. Without mercy. The good air of this world is not for the likes of him!In order to locate the Trapper, you should tail a local Slave Merchant, who will lead you straight to the target. This merchant can be found in the shades around the public square north-east of the Sharqiyah Bureau.Happy hunting, friend!–Ali
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===Scholar Contracts===
<tabber>
|-|The Satiric Poet=
Comrades!One of Baghdad's most esteemed Satiric Poets has antagonized a powerful courtier, somewhat unwisely it must be said, with his sharp words. In response, the courtier hired a team of fearsome Turk mercenaries to snuff out the poor man’s life.This Poet was extremely fortunate to survive his intended slaughter at the first attempt. Now, fearing the cut-throats will return to finish the job, he desperately requests our help in fleeing the city. Whoever among you is available, please ensure he makes it to safety.–Abu Jafar
|-|The Kidnapped Scholar=
To all my fellow Hidden Ones,One of Baghdad's most respected Scholars, an expert in local history, has been kidnapped by greedy bandits. He is rumored to be held in the Badaraya Sands Camp.It is imperative we liberate this academic before he comes to a most unhappy end. Nonetheless, as typical intellectuals, his fellow scholars abhor violence (a noble sentiment, albeit a naïve one). As a result, they have requested that no harm should come to the bandits... if at all possible.–Abu Jafar
|-|The Botanist=
My children of the shadows!An eminent Botanist has been placed under arrest by the Caliphate. Normally he specializes in poisons, but he is now rumored to have discovered a panacea of some kind in the Pharmacy of Haylanah. Unfortunately, the authorities have monopolized this elixir, meaning the city's poor do not have access to it.No doubt the Botanist has information on where his samples are stored. If possible, steal this information. But either way, you must locate several samples and drop them off at the bridge near the Botanist’s house.–Abu Jafar
|-|The Dancer=
To whoever finds themselves at a loose end:One of the city’s most distinguished Philosophers fears that his beloved daughter, Yasmeen, a dancer at the Caliphal palace, is being exploited by perverse and nefarious men.He now requests that we help Yasmeen escape before it is too late. To the best of his knowledge, she is Located in one of the halls on the first or second floor of the palace. Some of the other dancers within the palace may be able to provide more specific information... though the Caliph's guards will be watching them all very closely.Someone, please rescue the poor girl!–Abu Jafar
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===Merchant Contracts===
<tabber>
|-|The Marked Coins=
To the Hidden Ones:As you know, we merchants have been suffering attacks by local bandits. They strike with such impunity that I suspect there is a traitor providing inside knowledge. To secure proof of this, I have arranged for the Hidden Ones to provide me with a sum of marked coins. I will use these coins to track down the deceiver.The coins arrive today. You will meet your colleague in the vicinity of the plaza south of the Great Mosque, where he will hand over the coins. You will then deliver them to me with the UTMOST URGENCY. You can find me in the Administrative Quarter close to the small mosque near the Damascus Gate.–The Trade Delegate
|-|The Perfume Trader=
To the Hidden Ones:Well, well, well... My ploy has borne fruit! The flow of the marked coins suggests that a Perfume Trader is the snake working with the bandits. I require one of you to infiltrate his quarters in the Oil Maker's District and search for evidence of his involvement. After all, we merchants will not resort to violence until certain of our target.Now, I demand a bit more haste this time. The boy who delivered the marked coins was quite the dawdler. Was he even a fully-licensed Hidden One? I expect better this time. MUCH BETTER.–The Trade Delegate
|-|The Traitor=
First, congratulations to "the dawdler". It seems my sharp words struck a nerve, resulting in a much-improved service.Now, to business: the evidence retrieved proves irrefutably that the Perfume Trader is working with the bandits. I suspect he may even be their ringleader!As a result, we no longer have any moral qualms when it comes to demanding his elimination. Do what you do best, Hidden Ones! You will find the lying wretch somewhere in the Soap Boiler's District.–The Trade Delegate
|-|The Trade Delegate=
My fellow Hidden Ones!The Trade Delegate has gone missing! The last anyone heard, he was travelling near a watering well in the Wilderness south of the city. His friends fear something most unfortunate has beset him. It may even be the bandits retaliating in response to the killing of the Perfume Trader... whom I suspect was not the ringleader we assumed him to be.We must find the Delegate, and if he is alive, bring him back to safety. After all, his death could damage our commercial arrangements with the merchants. Their contracts bring in a steady income, which we can ill afford to lose!–Abu Jafar
|-|The Fake Message=
For Basim's eyes and his alone:You will be relieved to hear that I am making a full recovery thanks to your decisive (though belated) intervention.I have now devised a shrewd plan to reveal the bandits' ringleader, whoever he may be. To achieve this, you must tail a certain messenger who loiters in a small square located between the Prince's Palace and Qasr Salih.I require you to find out where he drops off his message, and then substitute it with a fake one.–The Trade Delegate
|-|Orion's Belt=
My dear Basim, you continue to surprise and impress!Now then, I believe the bandits' ringleader will be making an appearance at Qasr Salih. Your mission is simple: stake out the Qasr Salih gate, identify the target, and eliminate him.–The Trade Delegate
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===Dervis' Contracts===
<tabber>
|-|The Boat Heist=
To my hooded friends, I have a job for whoever reads this first!There is a boat moored in the Ditch Sluice of the Fief, controlled by a water master. Hidden among its cargo is something I would very much like to own. But rather than rummaging about, I suggest you steal the whole boat, which my contacts have conveniently marked.Afterwards, you are to hide the vessel at the nearby port. My people will then come and take charge of the situation.Your humble friend,–Dervis
|-|The Bronze Mirror Heist=
Greetings, Hidden Ones! Another day, another job.There is a bronze mirror I would very much like to have. It is currently located inside the Hammam.An outdoor party has been scheduled there. I understand the chief guard will keep the baths under lock. I suggest you steal his key while he is distracted.You will then have access to the baths where the mirror is stored. Seize it and escape. Afterwards, drop the mirror off at the nearby stash point.Your ever-grateful companion,–Dervis
|-|The Carolingian Coin Heist=
Hello my cowled companions! I have another undertaking that needs to be... undertaken.I require one of you to poach a very special coin on my behalf. This coin has come to be in the possession of some delinquent monks residing in the Monastery of the Virgins.Rumor has it that the monks have hidden the coin in some secret nook or cranny. But I am sure this will be of scant defense against the eagle-eyed methods of the Hooded Ones!Your loyal ally,–Dervis
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==Appearances==
*Assassin's Creed: Mirage 
**The Forty Thieves
==References==
zh:巴辛姆旅行笔记
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