3/24/2026, 7:11 AM
Nakhtmin stepped forward, bowing and making obeisance as he had been taught. He glanced from the corner of an eye to the Jodai, as if to say, told you so!
Then rose,
A beat.
Then rose,
I served as mazoi, Pharaoh. I am a warrior by birthright. But I did scout and guard and train hotblooded young fools into men through the glorious spar, for none can match the swiftness of Nakthmin! Or the strength of Nakhtmin! Or the keenness of his ears!The oryx grinned,
Except, of course, the Horus.
A beat.
I also grow flowers. This pleased my Young Goddess.
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.
