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She questioned him, whispered something in a tongue that Akhre had no knowledge of, before she approached. Moving aside so she may sit next to him, his voice was full of pride for his Pharaoh and their kingdom. "It lives up to its name, doesn't it? Oasis of the Gods." May she find much comfort here, for as long as she was permitted.

There was something admirable about this woman though, in the way she wore her emotions so readily upon her sleeves. The spirit wished he could do the same, but really, he was only just beginning to know himself. "They speak to those that listen. The fact that you want to learn is a good thing," he smiled then, patting the sand besides. "What do you already know about our Gods?"