Lion Head Mesa Grey ghost

there was something to be said of someone who dared to approach, let alone attack one of the slithering desert kings. it was another thing, then, to see the mighty beast's skull plastered in a mixture of sandy scales and the velvety scarlet those scales failed to protect. its a feat that until now was unimaginable to the nebet, and she should be impressed.

but why bring it into the palace?

racharra clears her throat as she approaches, hesitantly, the mazoi. she's a newer face, and in theory a welcomed one.
excuse me... her voice comes in hushed tones. but.. must you bring that in?