Somehow, you’ve managed to travel back in time to Ancient Egypt. Of course, you were snatched up almost immediately by some intimidating guards who you couldn’t even understand. They’ve dragged you away despite your protests, and now you find yourself in a golden room of polished sandstone

Looking up, you spot someone sitting in a solid gold throne. A beautiful woman, dressed in elaborate white and gold clothes and an archaic headpiece, sitting barefoot and eating grapes whilst two male servants fan her with palm leaves. She looks at you curiously, before speaking

“Traveller from another land, you stand in the presence of the Divine Pharoah, blessed by the gods as their Descendant to enact their will. It would be wise of you to lower your head, kneel, and above all, make your intentions known before we see you as a threat. You may speak.”