For the sake of Drama, Robert has her walk forward, like she is passing through an invisible door, and teleports her so she appears to walk in to the room, she watches her old friends reaction as he sits in court. Then Poof she is there and Everyone is at attention, she walks up to the proper distance, even as the guards suddenly run in to position, a moment later, in the same spot, a large wooden box on the shoulders of the tuff little Althea appears. She waves at Queen Neferatari, who was close to a heart attack before recognizing the small woman.

Kitten does the formal bow, then straightens and flips back her hood, "Hi Ramie, Thought we would come by for a visit."

Ramsey's the Second waves back his guards and smiles, "How many times have I told you not to call me that in public ?"

Kitten Shrugs, "To many to count most likely." Doing a spin, "Like my new cloak, it was a gift from my new Mage."

He sighs and grinning nods at her theatrics, "It's very nice Kitten."

She speaks of frivolous things as she waits (and hopes) for the mage to follow.

A few of minutes later a tall, hump backed raggedy man appears, with a smaller, darkly shrouded man just behind him. He walks forward with a cane in hand and exudes both power and untapped sexual presence and oddly poverty. He comes to stop next to Althea, whispering, "Sorry I took so long, the rain of bolders took a little longer than I thought it would."

Althea grins at him, and whispers back, "You are only a bit hehind us. No worries. Kitten was just mentioning you to the Pharaoh."

Neferatari looks at the regal but bedraggled figure with distain, "No offense Kitten, but you mage looks a bit, um, how to put this."

Robert, grinning, "Poor, unkept, dirty, I can go on if you like."

The Pharaoh clears his throat, "That is not how you speak to a queen."

Shrugging, "I know, I just don't care."

Kitten face palms.

Ramsey looks at him, "Are you a Royal ?"

Shrugs, "Not anymore. But you know how such things go I am sure."

Ramsey shakes his head, having had experiences with deposed royals before and how some just don't know their new place in the world. "Your obviously a destiture person now and ... "glancing at Kitten who is smirking, "Kitten why are you smiling ?"

"Appearances can be deceiving. He dresses like that so people will underestimate him. But he just destroyed the Assur-ans Secret Prison. By raining boulders on it from on high. After freeing all the Prisoners who were in it."

Neferatari, in a distainful tone, "I am sure their mage would put a stop to such a thing." Refering to the arch mage known to be stationed there.

Althea speaks up, "He was the first to die actually. Tried to sheild himself from magic, so he dropped a REeeally big rock on him. He was Crushed under it, as was a large section of wall and a few dozen guards." she is absolutely giddy about the destruction.

Ramsey nods, The destruction of that prison is good news to the rest of the world. Now if the rest of that cursed country could so easily be destroyed. Looking at the disguised mage, "Do you know who I am ?"

Robert nods, "Ramsey's the 2cd, greatest pharaoh of all time. Ruled Egypt for 66 years 2 months. Known after his death as the Great Ancestor. Became a legendary figure during and after his reign. Considered one of the best military leaders of his age. Married Neferatari, the Great Queen, whose beauty and diplomatic skills are remembered in the top 4 most beautiful and powerful women in the world for the next 3000 years."

Dead Silence.

Someone drops a plate somewhere and it pops everone out of their stunned state. Ramsey looks to Kitten, "He do that often ?"

She looks uncertain, "Actually yes. He remembers things than have yet to happen. He was looking for a city earlier, it has yet to be built, won't be built for another thousand years. Talks about people who don't exist, yet and other such things. You can see why I keep him around yes ?"

Ramsey slowly nods, "Are you sure about the length of my rule ?"

Shrugging, an Image of a book appears. The language is unknown (save to the court mages, who look ready to plotz) but the images of Kemet of a future time, well worn statues, and worn down pyramids, and other things that are now New, or still under construction are shown there, "Well the book I read it in will not be written for another couple thousand years. Your works lasted the test of time. It's one of the reasons you are so well remembered. And it does list you as the Greatest, most powerful Pharaoh of all time. The most well known to. Though the statue's you litter the place with helped with that. Your queen is still popular in name and likeness " Image changes to advanced drawings of her and others of this age, (anime) " as well. Mind you, time is a fluid thing. Nothing is written in stone, you may die tomorrow or 50 years from now. I can only see in to one time line." The image changes, showing dozens of different earths, all in a line, curving through a black void, "I have pictures if you want to see ?"

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Alric taps his shoulder, causing Robert to look over at the images. He looks surprised before sighing and tapping his cane against a silver bracelet. The images fade out.

The Pharaoh shakes his head, "No that is quite alright. What you have said is fine for now." having seen the images and that last one, well it fit with dreams he has had when trying to make a hard but important decsion. Still it's a disturbing feeling seeing that so clearly represented.

Neferatari slowly speaks, "Do you have any skills beyond magic ?"

"Sure, doesn't everyone ?" said in a calm tone, "But I am a scholar and a warrior as well as a mage and know quite a few things. "

She slowly nods, "What of crafting skills ?"

"Yes. I have training as a tailor and leather worker."

Smirking, "So you made that cloak then ?" she interrupts.

Shaking his head, "Oh no, no, no. The Cloak of Vag is Old Magic. Far beyond my skills. The cloak is thousands of years old, created by an Elder God. I am just the one chosen to wear it. Trust me, if it one is not chosen, it can be unpleasant." The cloak chooses that moment to move, making a threatening pose (cf the Vampire Cloak flair) "See it's alive."

The crowds eyes go wide.

Robert releases it's catch and it stays there as he steps forward. Showing the hump is actually a large bag on a black harness, he is wearing finally crafted black studded leather armor with it's own hood. Sword at his side and black leather gloves and boots. The feeling of of quiet danger and sexual presence got even stronger when he did that. Smirking at the queen, he lets her take him in.

Neferatari, parly stunned, nods as does the Pharaoh, his aura with the cloak was alluring, tempting even, without it he is almost over powering. There is just SOMETHING about him. Danger and power, he is a force to be recond with. There is No mistaking that now.

Ramsey glances at Kitten and see's the smile. He has know that immortal most of his life and knows she loves trouble. She is a great ally and a dangerous foe. She was the secret behind the negotiations with the Hittites all those years ago. It was her idea to use both languages and for each to claim that the other begged for peace. She also worked out a trade negotiation with the Dwarves of the Stone Hills, getting their stone masons to carve the reliefs of him and his wives. Not to mention the wines from the elven lands and the silkes from the dark wood. While his wife worked with the royals, it was Kitten, working behind the scenes, which helped his kingdom to become one of the greatest in the world. So he will not interfere with her new mage. He is sure that one will pull out all kind of trouble in to the open, where it can be dealt with properly. Also one Never knew with Oracles, they are the voices of the Gods after all. Though he knows a few such are a bit Touched to. Something about it tends to make them like that.

It is almost an after thought, but an adviser whispers to the pharaoh about the Other figure behind the mage.

Even as Kitten is pulling her mage in, the Pharaoh ask. "Who is this other person ?" Nodding at the black shrowded man.

Alric sighs, "No one special. I am just in Lord Robert's service." his voice is anything But human, as it echo's through the Mind instead of the ears.

Robert nods, "Actually he is under a curse, I am trying to help cure him of it. Trust me, you don't want to see what is under that hood. Fewer nightmares that way."

The Queen ask, "Who were you before you were cursed ?"

Robert shrugs, so Alric bowing, "I am Alric Twinblade."

The room goes quieter once more. But it is the captain of the Royal Guard who reacts though. "Alric !" He bows to the Pharaoh, "Pardon me sire, I know whom this person is. He is a known Persian hero who disappeared some 10 years ago."

"Was in that blasted Prison actually. Been there almost 10 years now. Nice to know someone remembers me though." he sighs "Master Robert freed me from where I was kept. Promised to help break the curse I am under to, or at least try. Magical device I had, something went wrong with it and well." Holds out one of his iron bound skeletal hands, "Lets just say it's not a pleasant existance."

The court recoils some from that. The Pharaoh nods "I see. Well I hope the mage can help you then."

After a quieter discussion, rooms are made ready for Kitten and her group. So they can freshen up before reporting on world events.