The Greeks were laying siege to different parts of Egypt. Alexander the Great wished to add Egypt to his domain. The problem, a band of resistance, though their leader had recently gone underground, making them a harder problem to get rid of. This frustrated the great leader to no end...<br/><br/>In the depths of the heat of Egypt, on the sandy shores of the Nile a bit south from the Greek's most recent siege, there was a small community of rebels gathered. The leader was old and weak; they did not know how much longer he would be with them. This caused the young among them to turn elsewhere for their guidance, and their hopeful, expectant eyes rested on a priestess of Bast among them. The goddesses' favor had manifested when the girl was still young. She had the ability to take Bast's favored forms and she could heal.. Surely she would know the answers<br/><br/>Today they waited outside a small place of living as she communed with her Goddess, the patron of their people. Incense was burning within the small home and the light fabric of the curtains were drawn to shut out the sun. Heavily spiced beverage of alcoholic nature was prevalent in the building. These things were often used in communing with the Goddess of sensual pleasure. The smell was near-intoxicating in itself, but the wine - with its holy spices - made the senses that much more heightened and opened to receiving the messages of the divine.<br/><br/>The priestess' senses were peaked, everything was louder, more intense, more vivid. The light curtains were a blur of movement as a breeze swept through the window and swirled the scent of sweat, spice, and incense into the air. She took another drought of the wine they'd prepared for her, opening her mind as well as her senses to what may be waiting. It was not always that Bast responded to such communication with her priests, in fact often they were not required, but Bast had made the Bubasti, and they had no other way to turn with any reliance.<br/><br/>The sometimes fickle Goddess graced the young priestess with a vision, and the intensity of it made her body tremble. Beads of sweat formed in the base of her black hairline and rolled over her dark skin. Her hands shook slightly where she gripped the chair she was seated in, and the attendants in the room murmured of her state. In the vision a man was revealed to her. The resistance would not fall so long as Sanura did not, but Sanura had no real defense on her own... She would need to find this man.<br/><br/>Her vision was out of focus as she had it, and it resulted in her unconsciousness. She would not be able to better decipher it's finer points until she had awoken to re-evaluate her fevered dream...