Lion Head Mesa i don't want to wake it up.

Liri didn’t have to wait long before her call was answered by a thin man in red. She studied him briefly, assessing him as she would an opponent in the pits. There was no threat in his regard of her, but that didn’t mean he was a friend.

He spoke of the pharaoh, a title Liri knew was significant. And yet. ”That depends,” she answered, her tone imperious, ”Can your pharaoh tell me what happened to Mereo? If not, they are of no use to me. I am Valiria Redsand, daughter of the imperator, and I seek only those who know where my family has gone.”