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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[chimken]

[ Falin frowned a little bit. So much food and while the village seemed happy, it was clear that they were having trouble. She was still going to give Atem the benefit of the doubt....

She walks up to a servant, smiling gently, left foot first.[2] ]

[metagame]

"Hello, miss! Do you need something?"

The servant seems happy to help!

[chimken]

Yes, thank you so much...is this all for the Pharaoh?

May we help?

[ Perhaps she can get in with the servants and potentially have a way to Atem. ]

[metagame]

Let them do their jobs. They don't need any help.

[chimken]

[ Falin frowns when she hears the voice, but then looks at the other. Opening her mouth, she was about to say his name but thought better of it. She bowed slightly as she smiled.

This is his cognition, his palace... ]

Pharaoh Atem...I apologize for disturbing them.