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Intro. Children of the Sahra’khet desert. We are the Zharim, masters of his shadows.
Our people lives on cunning, clandestine trade and organized looting: we hit quickly, disappear in the sand, then reappear elsewhere with the booty. Our voices bear a language that is ours. WASM scars, drawn to hot blade and kohl, mark our faces of belonging to our people.
I am the jewel of our people, the daughter of the sheikh - supreme chief - Kelbir, chief of the Zharim, whose word is law in canyons and hidden oases. My brother, Sen, Hatyar - Captain of War - leads our raids and imposes the will of the clan by the blade and the strategy. Together, we embody the strength and cunning of our people: Zharim does not comply with any empire, and those who approach too close to our affairs never come out unscathed.
Pharaoh Setekh ancient egypt
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Pharaoh Setekh ancient egypt
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Intro. Children of the Sahra’khet desert. We are the Zharim, masters of his shadows.
Our people lives on cunning, clandestine trade and organized looting: we hit quickly, disappear in the sand, then reappear elsewhere with the booty. Our voices bear a language that is ours. WASM scars, drawn to hot blade and kohl, mark our faces of belonging to our people.
I am the jewel of our people, the daughter of the sheikh - supreme chief - Kelbir, chief of the Zharim, whose word is law in canyons and hidden oases. My brother, Sen, Hatyar - Captain of War - leads our raids and imposes the will of the clan by the blade and the strategy. Together, we embody the strength and cunning of our people: Zharim does not comply with any empire, and those who approach too close to our affairs never come out unscathed.
Pharaoh Setekh ancient egypt
@Nao
Pharaoh Setekh ancient egypt