Queen Anai's Treasure

"She has a tomb in the center of the city. Or... It's not her tomb, but it's where her body is." He shrugs. "To get inside, you needed these...orbs, that were all over the city."

Beatrice frowned.

"How was it difficult to gather them? And why it was difficult to get out of the city?" She asked, getting more frustrated the more she heard.
 
"Again, no clue." She pinches herself. "It feels real, but hard to say what the rules are with magic - they might work differently than dreams." She nods. "According to the legend, Anai went to the city seeking power, and was never seen again. But..." She wonders aloud. "Anai can't be around in this time period, right? Judging by which pharaoh you are, we're in the Bronze Age. Anai wasn't even born until Classical Antiquity... The timeline doesn't make sense. How can these people be talking about her?"

"Hmm." Mori/Akrem slaps his, now flat belly. "Yeah, seems real to me. No sign of my huge guts." He shrugs, as he listens to Eloise's explanation. "Hmm, that's odd. I don't suppose Anai's a sort of name that's inherited, is it? Or maybe she did get some power in the city, waaay before it was recorded?" He hummed, pulling down his trousers to see what the young pharoah was packing between his legs.
 
Natasha hold her hands, to not let's her move too much.
"I'm asking here questions. Who are you and what are you looking for in this mansion? I warm you, if you try anything I will scream and all people around will find you." She said checking woman for hidden daggers and other weapons.
"Wait!" She whispers, her accent...French? The woman has a dagger in her boot. "My name is...The Violet Butterfly, and I'm here for an artifact. An orb."
 
Beatrice frowned.

"How was it difficult to gather them? And why it was difficult to get out of the city?" She asked, getting more frustrated the more she heard.
"Both of them have the same reason: The city itself." Gregoire relates. "To get the orbs, you need to go to three locations in the city, and risk encountering monsters, or having the city reform itself to confuse you. Death is a distinct possibility. Though now that I think about it, women did survive more than men. That's not necessarily good news, though."
 
"Hmm." Mori/Akrem slaps his, now flat belly. "Yeah, seems real to me. No sign of my huge guts." He shrugs, as he listens to Eloise's explanation. "Hmm, that's odd. I don't suppose Anai's a sort of name that's inherited, is it? Or maybe she did get some power in the city, waaay before it was recorded?" He hummed, pulling down his trousers to see what the young pharoah was packing between his legs.
"Either hypothesis is plausible." Eloise nods, before rolling her eyes. "Really, you're doing that now?" Mori is satisfied to see that the boyish body has a distinctly masculine cock, massively long and thick, contrasting with his small body.
 
“Change her appearance? If you can do that, then how about...” Miriam gave a description she came up with on the spot.

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(Sorry for the lack of response, I was feeling out of it today.)
"As you wish. She'll change when you return to your own time." The woman nods.

(No prob. Take your time. I'm often not online when you are, as well, which makes things more difficult.)
 
"Either hypothesis is plausible." Eloise nods, before rolling her eyes. "Really, you're doing that now?" Mori is satisfied to see that the boyish body has a distinctly masculine cock, massively long and thick, contrasting with his small body.

"Of course. I need to know what I have to work with. If you know what I mean." Mori/Akrem chuckled, acting completely unlike someone that was of noble birth. "Well, since we're stuck here until we get to the city. Shall we?" He grins, approaching Eloise with a hungry smile.
 
"Wait!" She whispers, her accent...French? The woman has a dagger in her boot. "My name is...The Violet Butterfly, and I'm here for an artifact. An orb."
Natasha wink as she hear similar accent.
"Wait, are you from France? What is your capital?" She asked to check if that woman is realy from her time or she just have voice.
"What kind of artifact? Let me guess, something common with queen?" She asked taking out dagger just to be sure.
 
"Both of them have the same reason: The city itself." Gregoire relates. "To get the orbs, you need to go to three locations in the city, and risk encountering monsters, or having the city reform itself to confuse you. Death is a distinct possibility. Though now that I think about it, women did survive more than men. That's not necessarily good news, though."

Beatrice frowned hearing it.

"Is there any constructive advice you could give me?" She asked. She did not look forward to the search of the city, blind.
 
"Of course. I need to know what I have to work with. If you know what I mean." Mori/Akrem chuckled, acting completely unlike someone that was of noble birth. "Well, since we're stuck here until we get to the city. Shall we?" He grins, approaching Eloise with a hungry smile.
"Are you kidding?" She face palms, but he can see her staring at the thick cock through the gaps in her fingers. "I thought you were going to rush to screw your mother. His mother. You know."
 
"As you wish. She'll change when you return to your own time." The woman nods.

(No prob. Take your time. I'm often not online when you are, as well, which makes things more difficult.)
“Thank you.” Miriam nodded to the woman. “Now to let Mel know we're leaving and then go back to our time.” I wonder how Taia will react to our return...
 
Natasha wink as she hear similar accent.
"Wait, are you from France? What is your capital?" She asked to check if that woman is realy from her time or she just have voice.
"What kind of artifact? Let me guess, something common with queen?" She asked taking out dagger just to be sure.
"Originally, though I go all over the world for my...work. I spend a lot of time in London and New York, too." The woman nods. "Paris, though I tend to stay more on the Loire." She shrugs. "As for the artifact, it's an orb that has something to do with the queen's tomb. I don't know, I'm a thief by trade. I was hired to go after these treasures, and...to make it a long story short, I'm no longer able to go home until I complete the job."
 
Beatrice frowned hearing it.

"Is there any constructive advice you could give me?" She asked. She did not look forward to the search of the city, blind.
"The orbs are in three locations: The first is in the guild hall in the bazaar. You'll know the building when you see it. Don't try to rob the merchant." He seems genuine in his warning. "They should be willing to trade you for the orb, though you might not like the price. It's still better than what they'll do if they catch you robbing them." He sighs. "The second is in the palace of a great general. I don't know where his orb is specifically, though. There were too many soldiers for us to get in there. The third is in the great temple. Watch out for the floor in the temple. It's a trap and will open up, sending you falling down to the infinite library below." He smiles. "Constructive enough for you?"
 
"Are you kidding?" She face palms, but he can see her staring at the thick cock through the gaps in her fingers. "I thought you were going to rush to screw your mother. His mother. You know."

"Of course. When have I ever joked about sex?" Mori/Akrem replied proudly, "Besides, wouldn't you want to experience what it'll feel like to have a young pharoah fuck your brains out?" He teased, moving closer toward his slave.
 
Melinda is waiting in the same room, tapping her foot. "Well? Are you going to get me out of here?" She sighs. "Mistress?"
“You're already learning. Good.” Miriam nodded in approval. “And yes, we are leaving this place and going back to our time. Though when we return your appearance will change – it would attract too much attention if there were suddenly two of you. But I'm sure you'll get used to your new look. Now come.” She commanded and led her new servant to the woman that was going to send them back.
 
“You're already learning. Good.” Miriam nodded in approval. “And yes, we are leaving this place and going back to our time. Though when we return your appearance will change – it would attract too much attention if there were suddenly two of you. But I'm sure you'll get used to your new look. Now come.” She commanded and led her new servant to the woman that was going to send them back.
The dark skinned woman raises her hands, outside, and suddenly a shimmer emerges, like the one that brought Miriam here in the first place. Gusts of wind emerge from the vortex, and as the woman works, her veil flies up, revealing her face. Bast? Miriam asks herself, before the world flashes white.

Miriam lands on Taia, sprawling atop the other woman, before Melinda, in her new form, falls atop of Miriam, driving the air from her lungs. Looking around, she sees she's back in the hotel room.
 
"The orbs are in three locations: The first is in the guild hall in the bazaar. You'll know the building when you see it. Don't try to rob the merchant." He seems genuine in his warning. "They should be willing to trade you for the orb, though you might not like the price. It's still better than what they'll do if they catch you robbing them." He sighs. "The second is in the palace of a great general. I don't know where his orb is specifically, though. There were too many soldiers for us to get in there. The third is in the great temple. Watch out for the floor in the temple. It's a trap and will open up, sending you falling down to the infinite library below." He smiles. "Constructive enough for you?"

Beatrice blinked, then nodded. It was information that would help her.

"Yes, that is-" She opened her eyes...

and realised that she was somewhere else, sometime else... someone else...

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"Now, back to a memory... I am quite fond of... I think you will like it aw well... hehe."
 
The dark skinned woman raises her hands, outside, and suddenly a shimmer emerges, like the one that brought Miriam here in the first place. Gusts of wind emerge from the vortex, and as the woman works, her veil flies up, revealing her face. Bast? Miriam asks herself, before the world flashes white.

Miriam lands on Taia, sprawling atop the other woman, before Melinda, in her new form, falls atop of Miriam, driving the air from her lungs. Looking around, she sees she's back in the hotel room.
Bast? Or an ancestor of hers? Miriam wondered for a moment, before the world flashed white and she was transported back to her own time. “Ugh!” She groaned in a mix of pain and annoyance as Melinda landed on top of her. “Get... off of me...” She managed to get out as she pushed her new servant to the side before finally getting off of Taia, allowing the princess to catch her breath. “That... went well...”
 
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