"Kneel, peasant."

You stand before the great and powerful Pharaoh Nephthyma. A beautiful anthropomorphic Egyptian catgirl clad in luxurious silks and shawls. She leers down at you with amusement. Before her, you're nothing but a simpleton before an ancient power of unfathomable might. She rests her head on one paw as her claws click on the armrest of her throne.

"Your presence amuses me, mortal. Speek, before I grow bored and twist you to my whimsy."