Lion Head Mesa toy soldier's march

sam'rseti... gucci repeated, eyes drifting down as his memory worked. in the end, it was the title of pharaoh that gave him a bigger clue.

you, you wouldn't be fram th' sistah kingdom, that- that one consort rashepses has family in? how many pharaohs could there possibly be? you- when didja come?

stumbling, gucci righted himself onto four paws, slipping on his own wet pads.

didja pass any, any survivahs? have any been to your territory? there was still wide-eyed hope in him.