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Hourglass - Rashepses - November 01, 2024
The breath of battle filled the palatial blue halls. Silence pierced. The captain lay in death's clutches. The hebsut, nowhere to be found. Semer-wati had only grown more assured in these violent hours. Change must come to Muat-riya.
With his own embittered groan Rashepses staggered against the cool cenote walls, pooling water across a blood-smeared maw.
RE: Hourglass - Tanutamani - November 02, 2024
Thanks for starting! <3
Tension snapped through Akashingo; it wove beneath the assassin's fur as thick as the muggy heat before the lightning strike. How unlike the calm he had left. The palace hummed with the empty noise of nothing now, as if the pack waited with a breath caught in a collective throat.
This time, Amani did not slink around. Acknowledging the first guard he met, they exchanged hushed words, enough for the them to know Tanutamani had returned, and enough for Amani to know where he might find Rashepses to report.
He found him by the water, masked by blood. His nostrils flared.
Semer-wati,the assassin settled like a statue beyond Rashepses' grasp, his gaze searching the man,
your fellahin no longer sing from the baths, your guards eyes are glazed with death,narrowed eyes shifted from the stain on Rashepses' face to the man's gilded eyes,
I have seen this before.
RE: Hourglass - Rashepses - November 03, 2024
The mazoi slipped to his side like wine on water, the red of his eyes also seeped into the king.
“It is war, Amani,” he grimaced, paw dragging roughly across the snout. “Take note. This happens when a servant girl is left to do the work of a man.” His lips curled into a sneer.
“All will soon be remedied.” Another splash of water, more blood to trickle upon the gray stone.
His eyes flicked ahead. “I trust you had no troubles abroad. You are needed here, in the cenote.”