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Nylah.
Nylah is homeless and has no family and therefore no name. She is from Egypt; she secured passage on ship bound for Israel and then bartered passage with a Caravan, to Damascus. There she remained homeless, stealing food locally and working where she could for money. She slept in a different place every night, avoiding violence from the disgruntled locals. Damascus was a big place and Nylah managed to blend into the shadows.
Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed, subsequent machines used or any of the Assassins Creed characters mentions. I do however own Nylah so any attempt to rob will be severely punished! MWAHAHA.
On a lighter note, here's the story…
A/N: Hello! Well, you saw the Disclaimer, all bases covered. Onto the good stuff. Enjoy my Lovelies.
Chapter 1 :: Nylah 1119
The sun was hot on Nylah's olive skin as she sat, proud and tall on her camel - part of a Caravan travelling East to the main port of Egypt, trekking across the barren Desert was taking its toll on the occupants. The Caravan had taken her from Al Quahira to a secluded city called Al Kunayyisah, across the Nile and miles of hot sand dunes that glistened gold in the hot midday sun. The view grew dull after a couple of hours of watching the gold granules pass beneath the feet of her trusty steed.
The Caravan was now less than ten minutes outside the port of Giza - Nylah's final destination before Israel.
Nylah had decided to leave the gold sand dunes of Egypt behind in her quest for a fresh start. She had bartered passage with the Caravan that took her from Al Quahira to Al Kunayyisah, and from there she had met a man - also travelling with the Caravan - who could ensure her safe passage on a ship. It just so happened that this ship was bound for Israel. It had not been Nylah's first choice of locations for a new start but it was the best she could get.
As the Caravan travelled through the gates of the city - after the customary checks for weapons and noting of names - Nylah looked around, amazed. The bright colours of scarves and rugs hanging in the market that took up most of the entrance, the scent of dried herbs and fresh fruits combined into a heady scent that made Nylah gasp as a wave of heat hit her, amplifying the scent. Nylah was in awe; never had she seen a city as magnificent as this, not even Al Quahira itself.
Giza was so beautiful due to the many races that passed through here, brining with them knowledge and goods in equal measures, and as Nylah looked around she began to notice the sheer volume and variety of people who haggled and bartered around her as she rode past on her camel. Many turned to look at Nylah and her companion - the Caravan had left her and the an who was to ensure her passage and gone to offload goods at their reserved stall. Nylah was accustomed to the staring; she looked nothing like your average Egyptian. Her skin was both Olive and Fair, where as most of Egypt had sun darkened skin. Her eyes were an unnatural green, where most of the populace of Egypt had average brown eyes. And her clothes… Her clothes were like nothing any person in Giza had seen.
Nobody in the Caravan had ever seen clothes like this before either, and so did not make the connection. She wore white trousers made of a thin material, wrapped tight around the bottoms of her legs with bandages and tucked into knee high boots. She had a red sash tied around her waist with a thick leather belt. Her top was a light wrap around, white as the rest of her outfit. She had leather bracers on both of her wrists and her shirt sleeves were ripped short at the shoulder. She finished her outfit with a plain white cloak with a pointed hood that remained up for most of the time.
Due to her Olive skin and her unusual eyes she preferred to keep herself hidden. However, riding through Giza she let her hood fall to her shoulders, exposing her sharp features. Her face was small and friendly, and yet bore a frown. Her eyes showed wisdom beyond her eighteen years, if you looked closely you could see that the girl had witnessed death; she had what many would call 'the thousand yard stare'. Her eyes, however beautiful and unnatural they were, had an air of someone haunted.
As Nylah arrived at the Dock in Giza she spotted the 'boat' she would be travelling on. It was a long vessel that came to a raised point at both ends. Nylah could clearly see openings for oars; to compensate when the wind wasn't on their side. She doubted that they would get to Israel within the week, as promised, though. The time did not matter to Nylah, only the distance from her home town.
"Malik" a voice called from ahead.
"Ahri" Malik, the man who had assured me passage called and waved to a man wearing white robes, similar to Nylah's.
"I take it this is Nylah?" The man called Ahri stood before me as I swung down from the camel, he inclined his head and I smiled before repeating his gesture; realising that he couldn't see my face, as I had intended.
"It is good to see you my brother" Malik said, stepping forward and embracing Ahri, slapping his back affectionately.
"And you my brother. Come, we must get you settled in before we set off" Ahri lead us onto the vessel, indicating that she was called the Nautilus, and down into the sleeping quarters.
Every person aboard the vessel slept in the same area below deck, even the captain. It was the biggest vessel Nylah had ever seen, having never been out of her home city.
"How do you like her?" Ahri asked the stunned girl as she found her hammock and settled in for a couple of hours after her long journey.
"She is quite magnificent" Nylah said, smiling at the man clad in white.
"She is, she may not be clad in jewels and gold but she is surely the fastest vessel in these waters" Nylah smiled at the proud look on the mans face as he bid her farewell and good rest before returning above deck to make last minute preparations for the voyage to Israel.
A/N: Right, hope you're enjoying it. Just to let you know, I never studied Geography so I'm getting all of this from Multimap. Hope you like it and there should be another chapter immensely soon.
Bye my lovelies.