Washing the dogs adds a new level of Stink to cover her changing smell, which is just as well as Orsa, in a foul mood, returns with another 20 strong slaves, a few carts of supplies and an attitude that could peel paint. Anwen wisely gives her a very wide berth. 4 hours after that Ruttag comes in with 2 large wagons being pulled by the local variant of oxen, loaded down with enough supplies and food for an army of workers. He on the other hand is in good spirits. He got slave girls (for food and fun) though he made sure none had breast to much larger than Melidea. He did not need that sort of grief.

A laughing, dripping, wet dog smelling Anwen meets him, "Hola, Boy did you get the supplies."

"Boy ? Did you forget my name already ? I did not think I was gone That long." he gets close then stumbles back, "Did you wash the dogs or go swimming with them."

She grins and wrings out her hair, "Little of both. The boys love bath time it turns out. As surprisingly did Mew Mew Kit. Oh that’s the name of the gray kitten Bast gave me the other day."

"Oh yeah, what did she and the dwarf want ?"

Lightly smacking his blond head, "Some respect, that dwarf is Ptah and a powerful god. They came to summon me before Ra. He wanted to meet me in person. Actually seems like a nice guy, gave me a few spelled items for my collection. Nothing fancy mind you, just a selection of tea's and a pot to make them in." he nods, "Meeting the king of the local gods, nice. You sure do attract some interesting people." The slave girls behind him are all wide eyed listening to this.

"Well being one of the most powerful mages in the world has it's perks as well as its responsibilities." He nods in agreement. Even as Anwen calls out for some of the men to come unload and store the supplies.

She turns to the girls, "If anyone wants a bath I dug out a spot, lined it in leather and filled it with water Just for bathing. It's over that way past the stone table." they nod and some go look. There they see the two giant dogs and the little kitten, whom they seem to be trying to get to walk a certain way.

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One brave girl ask Anwen, "What are they doing ?"

Anwen smiles, "Trying to train her to be a guard animal. Those are my war dogs Romulus and Remus. The cat is called Mew Mew Kit. She is a brave sweet little girl. "

Another girl ask, "What kind of dogs are they. "

Anwen answers, "Mastiffs, Not sure if they are the English or Tibetan type though. I got them from an old soldier. Very well trained to."

Third girl not timid but suspicious, "You were just joking around about talking to actual gods right."

Turning to look at the girl, then turning her eyes red, "No. I Never joke about that stuff." The girl swallows hard and backs down. The light goes out and Anwen is back to her cheerful self. "We are clearing this old temple out and rededicating it to Bast. Behave yourselves and you might live to see it. Piss me and I will feed you to something."

She turns and leaves. That last one pissed her off and she could Feel her skin getting tight and hot. She sets the dogs to guard the girls and tells them to make sure none leave the camp.

They do that and work with teaching Mew Mew Kit how to watch and corral such things.

Walking back in to the tunnel she remarks to Brawn, "There is one girl out there I am tempted to hang by her feet, slit her throat and just watch her bleed out in to a tub."

Brawn grins, "If you do let me know so I can get some bottles for the good stuff." she nods and walks on to her room closing and locking the door behind her.

Orsa looks as she passes, "Yikes she may have some bite after all." she says in a joking condescending tone.

Althea walks in and puts a pot of water on the camp stove in the middle room, "Oh I know she does. She tortures people for fun." Orsa has to stop and think about that for a bit.