Rosewater Oasis By the power of Ra,

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there, lakshmi had been, one second. then, the next, gone. samir gives a vicious shake of his black crown, gold nose twitching with indignation. she had never been there to begin with. brows furrow above gilded eyes.

he had been rattled by the events of akashingo. now, he was seeing things. thankfully, he's quickly distracted by the approach of a wolf—real, this time. but unfortunately, unknown. or perhaps... fortunately?

there is a shift in his demeanor, from shaken to suave within moments. trading one mask for another with the vague flick of a scarred wrist. greetings, wanderer. a voice of melted gold and honey comes, brassy in its timbre. drink, quench your thirst. then we will converse: repayment for my hospitality.

an unnerving smile.