My name is Haroun. I was born in Alhambra, raised in Fez and have lived my life in Maghreb, Black Africa, Arabia, and Constantinopel. For most of my life I have been travelling; either as an ambassador of diplomacy, as a merchant trader or as a man of war. I have seen what is to see, and lived what is to live. This is my story...
As a young man I came to the court of the great Oba of Benin, Chipo. This story is about my adventures in the service of the great Oba, the Golden Lion of Benin.
I was on a trading expedition through the mountains and deserts to the great city of Timbuktu. I had recieved a sum of money from my late father, and decided to try my fortune as a merchant. I got a great price on a large consignment of sabres and daggers, and was told there was a marked for this in Africa. After two months trave i arrived in Timbuktu, only to discover that the marked was not there. The king of Songhai, Sembene, welcomed me to his court in Gao, and accepted my gifts with delight. My merchandice were of no interest, however - he had no intention of buying my goods.
In despair I wandered the streets of Timbuktu - I had spent all my money on this deal, and when the rich king of Songhai refused, how could I find possible buyers? Walking in the markets I met a merchant from Genoa, in town with a caravan. He listened to my despair, and looked at me. -You should travel furter south. The king of Benin is powerful, and rumours have it he have a great envy towards the kingdom of Songhai for its gold. Maybe there you can find a market?
Having no other possibilities I collected the men in my caravan and headed south. Could I manage to salvage my fortune in the trading city of Ivoria?
As a young man I came to the court of the great Oba of Benin, Chipo. This story is about my adventures in the service of the great Oba, the Golden Lion of Benin.
I was on a trading expedition through the mountains and deserts to the great city of Timbuktu. I had recieved a sum of money from my late father, and decided to try my fortune as a merchant. I got a great price on a large consignment of sabres and daggers, and was told there was a marked for this in Africa. After two months trave i arrived in Timbuktu, only to discover that the marked was not there. The king of Songhai, Sembene, welcomed me to his court in Gao, and accepted my gifts with delight. My merchandice were of no interest, however - he had no intention of buying my goods.
In despair I wandered the streets of Timbuktu - I had spent all my money on this deal, and when the rich king of Songhai refused, how could I find possible buyers? Walking in the markets I met a merchant from Genoa, in town with a caravan. He listened to my despair, and looked at me. -You should travel furter south. The king of Benin is powerful, and rumours have it he have a great envy towards the kingdom of Songhai for its gold. Maybe there you can find a market?
Having no other possibilities I collected the men in my caravan and headed south. Could I manage to salvage my fortune in the trading city of Ivoria?