Lion Head Mesa you gotta be

after this ill post w ram, and sen can be skipped <3

down beneath the mesa, through the halls that moved with bodies and scents and voices, akhtar singing.

to the throne room where lately ramesses kept to himself.

"i have diantha here for you, divine one." senmut bowed low to the floor, the arching of redstone walls high above his head and the pharaoh seated upon his throne.

the woman must follow suit.