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

Comments

[privatedomicile]

I'm from Albuquerque.

Is there like, a mayor here?

[metagame]

"Alpukurke?"

The merchant isn't going to press further. Foreigners and their strange cities... And walking from the Red Lands no less! This man is clearly crazy.

"No, there's no mayor."

What even is that?

"Perhaps you speak of the Pharaoh?"

[privatedomicile]

Yeah! That's the guy! We in Egypt?

[Wait, who does he know from Egypt? ...oh shit, Atem.]

Where's the Pharaoh live? The bigass palace?

[metagame]

What's an Egypt...

"The Great House? Yes; of course, where else would he live?"

[privatedomicile]

You never know, maybe that's just where he works and he goes to a smaller house to kick back and chill.

Thanks, keep it real, man.

[With a wave goodbye to the merchant, Jesse is gonna start heading towards that Great House.]