...it looked very much like a group of Daughters talking.

Wait, one was Rif'a.

Inaaya shook her head and went back to get her work done.

Inaaya quickly gathered her supplies.

Inaaya headed to where the ships were kept to meet up with the guards.

She arrived; two guards, a young man and a young woman carrying swords and shields, were there waiting for her.
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"Hello, I am Inaaya," she said, introducing herself to the guards.

"I'm Eisa," said the woman.  "This is Isra.  We're here to help you however we can, and to keep you safe."

"It is a pleasure to meet you," Inaaya said.

"Likewise," said Eisa.  "What are we to be on guard for, Sister?"

"The wasps mostly,, though there is always the chance of bandits or slavers," Inaaya said.

"The wasps are clearly the greatest threat, then," said Eisa.  "We can deal with the other scum easily enough."

"Yes, shouldn't be too bad besides them," Inaaya said.

"Anything we need to know about what the Wasps are after?" Eisa asked.  It appeared that she did all the talking for the pair.

"I'll tell you, but you need to swear to secrecy," Inaaya said.

"Of course.  We so swear," said Eisa.

"The wasps believe that the chosen ones from another world have arrived and are searching for them," Inaaya explained.

"Are we also looking for this chosen one?" Eisa asked.

"That's right. We have to find them before the wasps," Inaaya said.

"And where shall we start?" Eisa asked.

Make some kind of useful roll.

(Best I can do is a religion roll - Inaaya el-Ansari rolled 10 using 1d20+7)

There was something about a desert, and destroying slavers...

"Hmm. It's probably a place near a desert that has a problem with slavers," Inaaya said.

"...the Southern Desert, then," said Eisa.  "At least, it's a starting point."

Inaaya nodded.

"Right, let's head there."

They soon were underway...