Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-28358106-20170807024224

(S9/Tir) Her back to the group, Tirush's ears perk up at the voice. Her head slowly turns, her crest rising as it does so. Her pupils are dilated, knife-blade slits.

She turns, her eyes on the Pharaoh. She slowly brings herself to her full height. The nearby Anubis hear a very distinct sound as she does so. 

"Wait here, nhee," she says to Kioshi in a perfectly normal voice. The fact that her face and body language are completely different from her tone makes it that much more unsettling.

She steps forward, and two of the Anubis move to block her path. As they do so, she puts a taloned hand on the shoulders of one, and bends down, looking her in the eye.

"Your fear is slathered on your face like a whore's paint," she says evenly. Her breath is as hot as an oven.

She shifts her eyes up to the Pharaoh, and straightens.

"I claimed these skies when the blood of men still ran red on its hills, some of it by my hand. You will know my name when I deem you worthy, and never before."