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the bear, the bear, the bear.
ramesses was intrigued and annoyed by this handsome young barbarian.
"i do not know your god. but i will accept your thanks, aventus."
after a time he summoned jawahir with a chuff of his nostrils. the fellahin stood close at hand, though their eyes lingered with open interest on the ursine wolf.
"the jewel of akashingo." ramesses smiled, seeking the younger man's gaze. "perhaps you might be toured while you are here. to the wellspring." a pause. "to our honeycombing of caves. there might be sweeter fare to be had in that place."
pharaoh was amused, anticipatory as he awaited aventus' dawning awareness, which he felt might surely come now.