A bedraggled looking fellow appears a the Lady Red's mansion. He knocks and when the door opens he falls flat on his face. A papyrus roll is locked in his hands.
A few hours later he awakes in a bright room with a very distinctive herbal smell. The Lady Red and her stewart are watching him. He frantically looks for his scroll and find it on the night stand. A sigh of relief and he hands it to the Lady.
MRed rips of the seal and scans the papyrus.
"What took you so long?" She asks the runner.
"I got caught in sandstorms, chased by bedouins and hyenas," he mumbles.
She looks at the papyrus again.
"Still stuck in Meidum. At least the pyramid is taking shape. Have made small trips to various outposts of the Land, but managed to get a touch of malaria.
Please send a small cask of herbals with Menreseth.
Hope you are well,
- Jayhawk"
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Homage to thee, Osiris, Lord of Eternity, King of the Gods, whose names are manifold, whose forms are holy, thou being of hidden form in the temples, whose Ka is holy."
-- Book of the Dead (1240 BC)