The Cursed Mummy |
Asaneth was the youngest daughter born to The Great Ramasses and Nefertari and died at the tender age of 15. She was mummified and spells were placed upon her deceased body, one of which reached the ancient gods who granted another life...One of the undead. |
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Anonymous asked: thoughts on the people on your crushlist, pick three to discuss
…My crushlist…doesn’t have anyone I recognize on it…
Apart from Lir. <3
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Anonymous asked: Dat Moses
…He…upset father.
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Anonymous asked: You're really really pretty
Thank you~
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Anonymous asked: Who is your favorite god/goddess?
I can not choose just one, they are all my favourite as they all have their place in my culture.
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Anonymous asked: What's your favorite color?
I like black.
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Anonymous asked: ravmies bbies
….Babies?
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Anonymous asked: You and Lir are adorable
Thank you! <3
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Anonymous asked: I'm not sure but he's a not awesome guy
I see.
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Anonymous asked: So I know a guy. He may have been an advisor in your dad's court
Oh? Really.
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Anonymous asked: I have to do these quick
Hm?
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princessasenath-tar asked: Lir was perfect as he was, everything, she wouldn't change a thing. She smiled softly to herself as she allowed her fingers to gently press against his skin, her eyes only looking back to him as he spoke. Worry, she always would worry when it came to those going after what belonged to her. She had already lost so much, no more. But that last statement caused surprise. "Why would he take me from you Lir?"
His heartbeat quickened at the warm touch of her fingers against his bare skin. Reaching a hand to meet hers, he held it close to him, caressing the...
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Lirenath gives me all the warm fuzzies
But I have to go to bed now Usa. We continue tomorrow? OvO
/ooc
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princessasenath-tar asked: Her eyes slowly trailed over his body, taking in every inch of him and his fine physique. She could feel heat on her cheeks, her eyes quickly tearing away as she gathered some of the ointment and moved to focus more upon the shallow cuts before anything else. “Be more careful,” She said softly. “I no want dead boyfriend.”
He caught the blush on her cheeks just before she turned away, and that made him blush in slightly in return. Self-consciously, he wondered what she...
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princessasenath-tar asked: Never was a sibling to strike another, whether it be in training or not. That was what she was taught, how she was raised. Everyone had their place, and family should be raised and be one unit. To support each other, help each other. Not that her family was big on showing that. Asenath returned, seating herself beside him again. “Where does it hurt?”
The family was second to the clan in Lir’s case. They may have been one unit, but that unit was also a battalion, and needed to be conditioned for...
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princessasenath-tar asked: She already didn't like the sound of his brother, to treat one of his own kin in such a way! She pursed her lips slightly, contemplating the words she should use before she spoke. "You should be more careful." She tapped his nose, raising to a stand as she moved pick up some things in hope to mend her beloved's battered body.
Lir had probably been right about thinking Elof and Asenath wouldn’t get along. The injuries were a result of training, though, and valravn training...
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princessasenath-tar asked: "No, told me naught about brother." She responded. Had his brother done this to him? The inner rage seethed, she did have her father's temperament after all, but she never openly showed it. She rested her hands in her lap, looking upon Lir with a cool and studied gaze. "Did he do this?" She interacted to his body, his condition.
“Well,” he grimaced, “my older brother, Elof, came to the university a few months ago. He’s a great warrior, and I’m, well … not great.” That was...
