Lion Head Mesa bronze

Sayf passed by the main entrance to the catacombs every now and then while moving about the mesa. He had much to do today between the priestess and the pharaoh, and of course he would make time for Maegi, as well. He liked that he was able to help her escape from her pain.

busy as he was, he paused when he picked up the faint scent of Jawahir. Curious, the hebsut wandered into the darkness. He didn't particularly like this place; it gave him the creeps, but he could push that aside for now. 

As he moved deep within the subterranean tunnels, he was met with the scent of the healer and another familiar smell he could not place. 

My lady? he called out to the medic. He hoped she wasn't in some sort of trouble.