Ancient Egypt: On the Nile

Yuma kicked and screamed until she was out of his hands and in the palace right next to the pharoah. "There's babyolonians outside! They have a raid attack ready!" said Yuma gasping.

"Yes...I'm fine. And thank you...I don't know or understand what started all of this...I need time to think but I have none...."

(Why is the Brink RP on standstill?)

Zafira was shocked. "We have to get you to a safe place, your highness. You are injured." she looked at Yuma.

(BOO...We typed them together...Put mine infront of yours...I'll make a reply to yours later, I'm busy now...)

(Kuul, I don't know why brink is like that)

"Alert the army! We must meet these fools now. Send the message to attack Babylon! Send it now! I must lead..."

Naqadar passes out as he jumps up to put on his battle armor.

Zafira catches his collapsed body. "Yuma go tell them what he said." With that Zafira laid him back on the bed. She shut the door after Yuma returned and then bolted it. "Okay, we have to try to revive him" Zafira mixed up some homemade smelling salts and tried them.

"Come on Pharoah. You have to wake up." she begged.

"Here this might work," said Yuma as she took out a tiny vial. It had a sharp smell which got the pharoah awake.

Zafira breathed mor easily. She smiled at Yuma.

"You learn different things as a priestess. They want you trained for anything," said Yuma putting the vial in a pouch that was slung on her dress.

Zafira tried to help the pharoah sit up. "Are you alright, mi'lord?" she asked.

"The pharoah was over heated with all that was going on. Or something like that," said Yuma as the pharoah's eyes slowly focused on the room arounf him.

"Or it could just be the fact that I had the hell kicked out of me..."

Naqadar got up and put on his battle armor.

Zafira sighed. "Mi'lord, I don't think it would be good for you to go out there in your current state."

"The priests who taught me said you should rest first and running out into battle won't help you," said Yuma sighing as the pharoah put on his protective gloves.

Zafira layed a calming hand on the pharoahs shoulder. "Please, take heed to our advice. Don't you want to be at your best when you make them pay?"

"Wait, Zafira I have a good idea. I'll go into battle instead of the pharoah," said Yuma as she hooked on some ankle gear that were laying nearby.

Zafira looked at Yuma. "Are you insane. YOu could get killed."

"They need someone to lead them," said Yuma as she finished putting on the equipment. She took a sword off the wall. "You know you can't stop me. I have to help all of Egypt."