Nak landed at his basw of opperation in Azir. Almost no one knew about it, even among his own forces. It was the only way to ensure safety.
Sahl, a tall femalen in nimbleform, with gorgeous white and red marbled skin came out to greet him.
"How did it go?"
"I'm not sure." Nak replied. "We got most of the plans, but I haven't looked at them yet. Hopefully they have found the metal used for creating repelling fabrials."
Sahl smiled and took the bag from him, with anyone else he would have protested, but his wife could do as she pleased. They spread the plans and began to look through them, carefully going over each one in turn. But to no avail, the mystery metal had illuded them.
"A shame." Sahl said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I can find a use for these, but we need repelling fabrials."
Nak sighed, he had hoped to avoid this. "So be it, tell Mraise I want to talk."