Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190506221605/@comment-2600:1702:4310:22F0:3554:D5C:3F15:5D6B-20190514235550

(Hey emerik would you like Thutameph to come and try to get Nym better? I mean I don’t know a whole lot about ancient Egyptian medication but I can look it up. R you fine with that?

Merenith walked out in horror at the tapping and recognizing it as blood. She widened her eyes walking out into the hallway seeing the dying body of Bennanefru as she heaved in and out. Her hair was completely cut off giving her a boyish hair cut more in the shape of a pixie. She had knives stuck inside of the palms pinning her to the pillar. She widened her eyes and said, “W-What...?” She tried going over to her lifting up her chin seeing the slit mark on her neck, “She’s still breathing. She’s fine.” Merenith put her hand up and first tried to find a pulse. When she reached for a knife the first thing that she did was pull it out of Bennanefru’s palms and then use it to cut the rope that held her to the pillar. When she went back inside of her skin was a note that read in ink, “Whoever doesn’t love the king is a nobleman’s whore.” She had trouble getting the second knife out and tried to pull it from Bennanefru’s second hand. The queen screamed at Khafre, “Help me get her down!” She panicked, “She’s like a sister to you! Don’t you care?”

And sekhmet was left alone to do sekhmet things. So sekhmet decided to climb out of her cradle and proceed to do what was worse for the kitchen. She ate the bread in her mouth.