A generation had passed since the Goddess Athena had purged the defiant from Al Simhara, and set the feet of her servant Bastet on the path of a Queen.
Though her faith, resolve, and obedience had been tested many times over the years, the once High Priestess had persevered, and the Tribe flourished under her care.
As the Queen of Sima-Mighdall neared the twilight of her life, she began preparations to pass the mantle of leadership to her daughters, the Princesses Maat and Raet.
To each daughter she would bequeath an equal share of Sima-Mighdall’s wealth, and with it, they would go forth into the desert and carve out new civilizations in the name of Athena.
For the Amazons of Al Simhara would not be a nation of savages confined to a solitary settlement in the desert; Queen Bastet was determined to set her descendants on the road to ruling an empire.
Miss me? No? Fine, whatever.
Here, have a blooper:
Maat: “Quick! No one’s looking! C’mere squirt.”