3/7/2026, 5:47 AM
Nakhtmin considered the jab. Jodai was skeptical of their number. Perhaps Nakhtmin most especially, for he did not hunt as the others, and his kind (lesser warriors, indeed!) were the subject of sacrifice and feastdays.
He was eager for the day they might spar, and prove to the grizzled old commander that an oryx could be every bit as fearsome. It was a matter of pride!
As was the question of obeisance. Certainly they knew how to bow! All of them attendants to Neferseba, it would be unthinkable to serve her without knowing!
He was eager for the day they might spar, and prove to the grizzled old commander that an oryx could be every bit as fearsome. It was a matter of pride!
As was the question of obeisance. Certainly they knew how to bow! All of them attendants to Neferseba, it would be unthinkable to serve her without knowing!
Well enough.Nakhtmin answered,
Hmm, but I worry about your old bones, grey-muzzle! Will they not creak overloud in the motion, and disturb the ears of Pharaoh?He grinned with the jest.
3-3-3 || IC ≠ OOC || Fiction ≠ Reality
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.
