Research often requires traveling abroad, and with fellows you don't often share lab space with. At Menat Labs, Rehme prides herself in being an active scientist. Just because the other pairing in the group isn't associated with her lab doesn't mean she can't be productive with them. Nuri was more than eager to join along for a bit of archaeological study of ancient egyptian artifacts. who knows? perhaps it'll lead to uncovering ancient rituals or devices that could be used at the lab.
Which brings us to to the Galtia mask (pronnounced Gahl-Shee-uh). An ancient magical buried in the egyptian temples of the late queen Galtia. Galtia was a ruthless and demanding ruler. It was often said her Royal Guard were unstoppable in power, and incorruptible in loyalty. The truth lay behind the Galtia Masks. Inside the mask, beyond the rippling, melty cascade of brilliant colors, lies the end desire of your very soul. The longer you stare into it, the deeper the galtia mask's will roots into your body.
But it does not want to be worn right away. A servant must look her best. Earn the right to be worthy of its bond. Instead. Repeat exposure to the mask's light slowly makes the subject susceptible, suggestible. she'll follow practically any order. and as time goes on, even lose her conscious identity to obeying the light. Here our lovely colleague, Nuri, has been using the mask to have fun with Rehme for quite a while. Whether or not the mask has been subtly influencing her motives is anyone's guess. Now Rehme can barely remember her name, let alone what she was doing here. all that matters is the mask.
She's been whispering for it. cooing and calling out for it to finally merge with her face and make her complete. Nuri wasn't so sure at first. but after a few days of exciting, kinky fun, maybe it was time to cut out the middle mask. She'd have a new servant for the rest of her days. This mask was probably the best treasure she could find!
Ah, but little do they know, dear readers. The Mask knows where its loyalties lie. Once the mask bonds, rehme will be gone, and a new royal guard will be born. Tasked with the messianic duty of restoring the ancient order, starting with the interloper standing before her. Hail Galtia, the true Mother of the universe!
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Which brings us to to the Galtia mask (pronnounced Gahl-Shee-uh). An ancient magical buried in the egyptian temples of the late queen Galtia. Galtia was a ruthless and demanding ruler. It was often said her Royal Guard were unstoppable in power, and incorruptible in loyalty. The truth lay behind the Galtia Masks. Inside the mask, beyond the rippling, melty cascade of brilliant colors, lies the end desire of your very soul. The longer you stare into it, the deeper the galtia mask's will roots into your body.
But it does not want to be worn right away. A servant must look her best. Earn the right to be worthy of its bond. Instead. Repeat exposure to the mask's light slowly makes the subject susceptible, suggestible. she'll follow practically any order. and as time goes on, even lose her conscious identity to obeying the light. Here our lovely colleague, Nuri, has been using the mask to have fun with Rehme for quite a while. Whether or not the mask has been subtly influencing her motives is anyone's guess. Now Rehme can barely remember her name, let alone what she was doing here. all that matters is the mask.
She's been whispering for it. cooing and calling out for it to finally merge with her face and make her complete. Nuri wasn't so sure at first. but after a few days of exciting, kinky fun, maybe it was time to cut out the middle mask. She'd have a new servant for the rest of her days. This mask was probably the best treasure she could find!
Ah, but little do they know, dear readers. The Mask knows where its loyalties lie. Once the mask bonds, rehme will be gone, and a new royal guard will be born. Tasked with the messianic duty of restoring the ancient order, starting with the interloper standing before her. Hail Galtia, the true Mother of the universe!