The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

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[cleansewithfire]

[ Wow, this is almost like home. It's weirdly relieving? Sunrise takes her shawl and wraps it around her head like a headscarf.

...She will try and overhear what some of those ladies are gossiping about. Did Mr. Day say something about how it pays to listen to what people are talking about? ]

[metagame]

"My oldest daughter hasn't left the palace in weeks... The Pharaoh's wages are fair for her hard work, but I wish more than anything to see her face again," says a distraught mother to her friend.

[moodwrecker]

[Aubrey overheard it too, so she'll walk over to Sunrise.]

I guess we have to find the ruler around here who's keeping servants way too long.

[They sound like so much fun already.]

[cleansewithfire]

That is somewhat worrying...