Akha: My name is Akhaenniut Philopater, *clears throat*, your obedient servant. I come before you today to bring an offer from glorious Pharaoh. Trade rights between yourselves and Egypt would bring vast wealth to both our countries ....
Fat foreign family member: *Pompously* Well would it now, Achnut Philowhassit. Maybe your Pharaoh wants to stitch us up for another 1000 denarii, like you did six months ago with your phoney map information scam.
Akha: By Isis and Osiris I assure you that map information was legitimate. I myself was sold it in good faith. And if it pleases your honour, my name is Akhaenniut , the K is pronounced 'k' as in basket, not ch as in lunch .
FFFM: It doesn't please me and whatever! The bloody map was blank!
Akha: Well, it was a map of the Eastern desert sire. Deserts are known for their featureless qualities ...
FFFM: *confused by logic* That aside, I'm still pissed.
Akha: *bows*, maybe I could compensate you by offering your grace a regular tribute.
FFFM *munching on chicken leg*: Sounds good Achnut! Ow much?
Akha: *quietly to himself* Its 'k', ' not ch'. *loudly* ten denarii every six months for five years.
FFFM: Ow much does that work out as?
Akha: *gets out abacus and busies himself*: one thousand denarii your grace.
FFFM: You sure? *searches for an excuse for incompetence* Anyways, erm, my mathematician has died, strangely enough just after drinking some of that spiced wine your Pharaoh sent me last time. Gives me chronic heartburn, so I didn't have any myself.
Akha: *quickly changing the subject* Yes quite sure your honour. *Extravagantly* You will be covered in gold sire. You can buy fine robes from the grand bazaar for that little servant girl you lust after.
FFFM: *sheepishly*: What do you know about me and the little servant girl?
Akha: Nothing sire. However I can get you a cheap deal on perfume gifts this month, only 50 denarii. *winks* It is reputed to send the women wild with the lust of a thousand rabbits, if you know what I mean *nudge nudge*.
FFFM: *embarassed* Shut it minion!
Akha: Your honour *bows*.
FFFM: I think your a bit of a w 'ankh' er, Aknut! *royal court laughs along with bad joke*. (To all) I always wanted to do that one.
Akha: Your highness has the wit of a Camelus dromedarius.
FFFM: Thank you ... I think. *looks pleased with himself*.
Akha: On the subject of gifts, my lord. My most glorious Pharaoh has a gift for you.
FFFM: I'm intrigued A 'k' hnut. *sarcasticly* Pray tell, what is this gift? And make it snappy.
Akha: A gift of information sire, and with the blessings of the most high god of gods RA himself, may I relate it to you.
FFFM: What part of 'make it snappy don't you understand!'.
Akha:*ignores FFFM and continues loquaciously* Your highness must have heard rumours of a Rebel faction deep within our terrirory, who have an absolute hatred for you, your empire and everything you stand for.
FFFM: *angrily* No, who are these bastards!?
Akha: *thinks* They call themselves the ... 'youranassholeians'. A most foul and evil tribe that must have spewed from the rectal passage of the great god Set himself. They spend the whole day concocting nasty things to say about your highness, and scrawl lewd effigies of you upon the rocks.
FFFM: Effigies like what!?
Akha: Well one of the most well known is of your highness bending over a stable door, whilst a rampant bull takes pleasure with your ...
FFFM: *Cuts him short* .... I get the picture. And you say these bitches live in your territory do you.
Akha: Yes sire, the 'bitches' do. *allows a pause to let FFFM formulate his own ideas*
FFFM: Would your Pharaoh give us leave to march our armies through his lands?
Akha: *With pre-rehearsed aplomb* Indeed sire, with the provision of only 3000 denarii.
FFFM: Done!! *shouts to all* Saddle up boys, we've got some rebels to trounce!. Where exactly do these rebels live by the way?
Akha: Your highness ... *moves close* Well there's this valley you see, it leads to a cul de sac where the vile rebel village is located. With high sided cliffs the only way in is via a small track .. so you would have to dismount and leave the horses outside .......
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