The Desert Runs in our Veins
Brian Boru
Well worn.
- Joined
- Aug 22, 2014
- Messages
- 5,700
- Likes received
- 78,661
Alright Lemme See what I can Fart out right quick.
Basil bin Baqir bin Saif Al-Riyah did not like Beacon, the food was awful, the climate made one feel like they were drowning with all the humidity, and the people he was forced to interact with were absolute degenerate heathens.
If he could, he would have returned to the desert where his father and brothers were working with the Schnee Dust Company to expand their tribe's holdings and return to the calling all men of the desert should answer, war.
But Baqir bin Saif al-Riyah did not see things his way. The Sheikh of the Riyah tribe had commanded him that he go forth and learn the ways of the four kingdoms, and there was no better place for this than Beacon Academy, even the representatives of the Schnee Dust company could not gainsay Beacon's talent in producing the finest Huntsmen and Huntresses in the world. So off to Beacon he was sent, along with three other of the most promising members of the tribe, Ali, the son of his father's brother, Uthman, a cousin on his mother's side, and Kasim, not a close relative, but a warrior of the tribe and proven in battle despite being the same age as himself.
He'd been horrified at the initiation and it was only the will of Heaven that the four of them managed to form a team with himself as the leader.
But during the team formation ceremony, he heard that name. That accursed name. Blake Belladonna. All four sons of the desert had snapped their heads in the direction of the most recent group to start cheering at their team formation. All of them girls. All of them dressed like common gutter trash to his eyes.
But all of that paled compared to that woman with black hair, gold eyes, and pale skin, and that bow did nothing to hide from his keen eye. He knew cat ears hid underneath that simple ribbon.
Kasim looked ready to launch himself across the room at the blood of Rudyard the Accursed, Rudyard the Invader, Rudyard the Slayer of the Sword of the Desert, Basil's grandfather and uniter of the tribes when they had attempted to drive out the invaders from their land decades ago.
With a gesture, he managed to prevent Kasim from causing an international incident but the following glance he gave him was enough to tell the spirited young man that it was only a delay of the inevitable.
The law of the desert was cruel, but it was balanced, blood called for blood. This child of Rudyard's line WOULD pay for what her grandfather had done. They just needed a moment of opportunity.
A/N: As far as I understand that's a fairly typical naming system for the Arabic world. Basil bin Baqir bin Saif al-Riyah (Brave son of "To Rip Apart" son of "Sword" of the Wind (Tribe/Family name))
Like I mentioned above Basil and all of the al-Riyah tribe hold a GRUDGE against Rudyard Belladonna and thus Ghira, Kali, and Blake for what Rudyard did to Saif who had united the desert tribes to drive the Faunus from the most fertile part of their island.
Last edited:
