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The Servant and the Impostor

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• Basim: They say the Harem is home to hundreds, secluded and kept from sight of men. This place may be more secret than Alamut.

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• Basim: They say no man may enter the Harem unless he is a Eunuch ... or the Caliph himself. I am neither, so this could be interesting.

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• Farah: Her influence wanes, her followers dwindle by the day!
• Makira: Qabiha is a great woman, Farah.
• Farah: Hm, she was, while Al-Mutawakkil lived. But her son did not suceed him, and her time has come and gone.
• Nasrin: When her tide ebbs, will you be swept with it to the sea?
• Makira: I do not like to get involved in politics, Nasrin.
• Nasrin: Please. We know what you are.
• Farah: Enough. The new Eunuchs will be arriving any minute. Meet them at the gate, Makira, and try not to make a mess of it. Come, Nasrin.
• Basim: New servants mean new faces in the Harem... If I had a Eunuch's uniform, I could slip in among them.

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• Basim: That man seems happy to bask in the sun... Perhaps I should spare him the trouble of dressing for duty.

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• Eunuch: No, no, no! Give that back!
• Basim: We will all be naked on Judgement Day, brother!

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• Basim: A bit tight across the chest ... and gut.

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• Basim: Hopefully this will work.

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• Abbas: Tamahhal! (Slow down!) Do I know you?
• Basim: I doubt you would, this is my first day. I would hate to be late!

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• Basim: Makira! As-salamu 'alaikum!
• Abbas: You know him, Makira?
• Makira: Um. I...
• Basim: What? You have forgotten me already?
• Makira: No, no, I ... I'm sorry, it has been a long--
• Basim: That is all right, fair one. My face is quite forgettable. Unlike your own. Farah is expecting me. Between us, she terrifies me! Please do not make me late for her.
• Makira: Let him in, 'Abbas.

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• Basim: Baraka Allah feek (May God bless you), sayyidati.

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05:00 - 06:47

• Basim: Eye paint and magic potion ... seriously?

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• Basim: Bigger eyes might add to my disguise ... No, focus, Basim. You need the key.

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• Basim: So what is this magic potion? ... Ah. I see. Alcohol.

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• Basim: Here you are.
• Makira: Oh, thank you! The others say I'm too young for paints and potions, but I'm not too young to know why they use such things.
• Basim: Of course not. Now, the key.
• Makira: They only know more than me because they've all read this book, "The Garden and its Mysteries". It's all about biology, the body, its secrets. It is quite infamous. Have you read it?
• Basim: No.
• Makira: Farah keeps it in the Caliph's quarters, they're on the roof, and strictly forbidden.
• Basim: Makira, we had an agreement.
• Makira: Please! If you could just get the book and bring it to my room. It's in the east corner, on the left...
• Basim: Fine! But then, the key!

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• Basim: Paint, potion, now she has me fetching bawdy books. I meant to play a servant, not be one.

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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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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 whar we care. to, no man's vassal or vessel. No longer any man's to own, our bodies, our choices, our fates our own.

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• Farah: Abu 'Abdallah's ambition knows no bounds.
• Civilian: But Farah, he cannot still believe he will take the throne?
• Nasrin: Have you met his mother?

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A Word from the Fallen

Young one,

My rivals will soon oust me. I had urged ambition, caught them to climb. I cannor 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

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• Farah: You. Qabiha might have been lax about lateness, but I am not so lenient as she.
• Basim: I am sorry Farah, it will not happen again.
• Nasrin: Farah? To you she is sayyidati, or Umm Al-Walad. Go about your duties.

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• Child: Why do I need to learn algebra? I am never going to need it!

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• Elder: You! Tell me you have read Al-Kindi.
• Basim: I am sorry, sayyidati.
• Elder: Does no one read anymore?

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• Basim: Quarters fit for a Caliph.

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• Basim: "The garden and its Mysteries." Not much spice to the title. I guess that was the idea.

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• Basim: There you are. Enjoy. Let us hope she does not come up with any more tasks. I think I have created a monster...

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• Basim: The book is in your room. Now--
• Makira: So? Are my eyes bigger?
• Basim: Huge. Makira, I need the key!
• Makira: This potion it ... it gives you confidence! I feel like I could take on the world!
• Basim: Yes, I am ... familiar with this potion. We had a bargain, Makira. The key, now.
• Makira: Wait, you have to return the potion to Nasrin! If Farah finds out it's gone, she'll be furious! Then the key is yours, I swear!
• Basim: Fine. Drink some water while I am gone, will you please...
• Basim: This is the last time, Basim. Put your foot down.

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• Basim: Back where you belong. The potion is put back, all is right in the world. Now I will get that key from Makira if I have to pry it from her hands.

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• Poet Concubine: Perfect timing! I need an honest opinion on my poem. I'm having trouble with the twenty-third stanza...
• Basim: What is a stanza?
• Poet Concubine: Never mind. Philistine.

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• Basim: It is done! I am done!
• Makira: Thank you! Funny, I have a bit of a headache. What happens now?
• Basim: You give me the key.
• Makira: Oh, right! Erm...
• Basim: You do not have it? You are afraid of Qabiha? What?
• Makira: No, no. Her star is fallen, they all say it. It's just ... I was having fun! Here it is.

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• Basim: Finally! Now, to find my answers.

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• Basim: I remember this perfume... I smelled it in the Bazaar. And perhaps in the Harem ... but on who?

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• Basim: A hairpin .. Ning's. When did Qabiha get it?

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"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.

• Basim: A signed book of Arib's poems: The Ocean, the Desert, the Cobra and the Dove.

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• Basim: A map of the Caliphate ... and Alamut.

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• Basim: Yet for its grandeus, the room is all but empty. Things look to be missing ... including Qabiha herself.

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15:38 - 17:00

• Makira: One dead, the other disgraced. No one will hear them now.
• Basim: Ya si'la' (treacherous hag), what are you?
• Makira: Loyal. In Qabiha's absence I defend her throne from those who would supplant her.
• Basim: Her office is empty. She has abandoned you, Makira. You serve a faithless mistress.
• Makira: She will return from the Palace when the danger has passed.
• Basim: You really should not have told me that.
• Makira: It makes no difference. You will never find her. Now, play nice, those are children present.

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• Makira: Nice uniform, by the way. Suits you.

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• Basim: I can do nothing for Farah ... but if Qabiha is the Head of the Order, I could still spare those who have yet to suffer at her hands.

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In Pursuit of Truth

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• Basim: Yah ! Imshi (Go)!

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• Basim: Yah Yah ! Yalla (Let's go)!

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• Basim: NEHAL?!

Basim was kicked in the chest by a soldier.

• Basim: (pained gasp)

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• Basim: R-Roshan...?

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02:04 - 03:53 [109]

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• Basim: Steady ... steady, girl. All is well. All is well. Your master left you in my care. Our temple... Whatever lies beneath, I must see it for myself ... no matter the cost. All this blood ... and death ... is this what Qabiha meant by "preparing the way"? Nehal, please be safe, wherever you are.

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• Basim: Some of my clan still live. Mentor Rayhan among them.

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• Kabeer al-Jund: For all your reputation, I must say, I expected a far stronger response to our presence here. "Mentor", they call you. Is that so? And what exactly is it you teach here, eh? All I see are dead men and women. Men and women who thought you had something to offer them. To teach them.

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07:47 - 09:25 [98]

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• Hidden One: Shukran, Basim.

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• Basim: The Temple... Let us finish this. Nothing and no one shall get in my way. Not now. Not when I am this close.

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• Basim: It will take more than you to stop me.

He continued on.

• Basim: More of them ahead. Suffice to say I am on the right track.

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• Soldier: We should not be here. Our orders were to secure the temple, not to--
• Soldier: Not to enter it, I know! Damn the orders! You saw what we've fought through to get here. The men we've lost!

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• Basim: Now, to see if I can achieve what those intruders could not.

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• Basim: What magic is this? Wait ... I know this symbol.
  (deep breath)

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• Roshan: I warned you what would happen.
• Basim: (deep breath)
• Roshan: Last chance.

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• Roshan: Very well.

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• Basim: So it has come to this? Killing each other? Is this your idea of a brotherhood?
• Roshan: The brotherhood is unified. There is no place for those who would set themselves above it.
• Basim: Is that what you think I am doing?

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• Basim: Last chance.

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• Basim: I trusted you! I gave you everything I had and you lied to me. You knew. Since the night we fled Anbar, you knew my truth.

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• Basim: Yield!

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• Basim: Yield.
• Nehal: Basim! Leave her. Come.
• Basim: I never wanted this. But I need to know.
• Roshan: I do not want to lose you to what you may find in there. You do not have to look to the past, to know who you are. Who you can be. You can choose, Basim! Put your faith in me.
• Basim: I tried. And in the end, you thought it best to control me. No different than our enemies.
• Nehal: Basim. Over here.

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• Nehal: I ... I know what this is.

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• Basim: The key...

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A Dance with Thieves

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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

• Basim: A request for help from Murjana, the daugther of Ali Baba. A trader, rich beyond measure. What could the daughter of a famed merchant want? It says to meet her outside the gates of Baghdad.

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• Murjana: Do you take me for a dog's ass? These appleas were selling at half the price yesterday!
• Civilian: Yesterday is yesterday, no? Do you think coin rains freely from the skies? I have people to feed!
• Murjana: There needs to be balance in the market, any respectable merchant knows that. If my father sees this...
• Basim: Murjana, daughter of Ali Baba?
• Murjana: Who asks?
• Basim: Call me Basim. We received your letter back the Bureau.
• Murjana: Ah, the Hidden Ones, yes! Well if I waited any longer, camels would have sprouted wings on their humps. We can skip the prattle. Come, time is running and so shall we.
• Basim: Wait. Where are we going?
• Murjana: To find my father.

(Accept - I'm ready.)

• Basim: Lead the way.
• Murjana: I prepared the horses.

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• Basim: How did you find us?
• Murjana: One hears many things in Baghdad, especially when your father knows every trader in the city.
• Basim: Ali Baba. In your letter you mentioned he was in danger.
• Murjana: Without a doubt. Have you heard of the Forty Thieves?
• Basim: The notorious bandits, led by the King of Thieves. Legend says he wields a flaming sword. The boys I grew up with would not stop talking about him. I thought it a legend, a tale told to children.
• Murjana: My father has been involved with them. For thieves, they are surprisingly skilled at trading.
• Basim: Your father was meeting them on their territory?
• Murjana: A terrible idea. I have told him a thousand times not to deal with the likes of thieves, but my words are the wind. Now look where we are. Me, working with Hidden Ones to make sure he is safe.
• Basim: You must love your father if you hired a Hidden One to play guard.
• Murjana: We travel together, and I am the protector of his caravans. I have responsability for his well-being ... and a daughter worries. These thieves are not to be taken lightly. You are my reserve should I need aid. The plan is simple. We keep watch from afar, and should anything happen ... follow my lead.

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• Murjana: We're near.

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Secrets, Spoken and Unspoken

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• Basim: One here.

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• Basim: Two.

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• Basim: One more mark. I should hurry. The thieves could appear at any moment.

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• Basim: Last one. This should confuse them. Now to wait somewhere above.

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Meet the King

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A Dance with Thieves

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