Gate of Memoirs/The Shards of Power

Hetepheres mulls over her new destiny as the Vessel of Protection.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Mirage" 	Music: "Mirage"
 	
*Silence falls over the three, punctuated only by the sounds of crackling fire and shouts for reinforcements.
*It had been weeks since the last survivors hobbled through the city gates.
*No further refugees were expected, much less someone in such elegant garb.
 	
*Hetepheres had a white-knuckled grip on her chakram thanks to the adrenaline pulsing through her body,
*but something deep inside of her responded to this strange woman with a dull familiarity.
 	
*Hetepheres: (It feels like I've seen her before...)
 	
*Aesys: Greetings. I am Aesys, an avatar of the gods.
*Aesys: I come to speak of matters of great import.
 	
*Aesys looks at each of them in turn, her stance alert but not hostile.
*Gradually, the tension between them dissipates, and an uneasy smile returns to Hetepheres' face.
 	
*Hetepheres: Are you one of us?
*Hetepheres: Since you came from outside, I suppose you were one of the perscuted...
 	
*Rahotep: Indeed. Even the priesthood within these walls were highly scrutinized. 
*Rahotep: Neferet and I saw only a few worshippers of the old gods, and they always lived in fear.
 	
*Aesys: I see. So this is what befell them.
 	
*Aesys: However, we have scant time for sorrow.
*Aesys: The dead have risen once more, and come forth in great waves.
*Aesys: Your God-King has fallen, and the burden of his divinities now rest upon your shoulders.
*Aesys: So, I beseech each of you—you, who have received the these powers...heed my words.
*Aesys: The key to the restless dead lies within this city, and with my rites we will divine its location.
 	
*Hetepheres: I suppose this is our only good lead now.
*Hetepheres: We should get Kawab and Khepratum back to the gates.
*Hetepheres: Wouldn't want another surprise surge while we're investigating this.
 	
*Rahotep: That's a good idea. And Pers will be there to help them, too.
 	
*Rahotep: I'm counting on you, Teph.
 	
*Hetepheres: You got it.
 	
*In just a few leaps, Hetepheres was up the wall, mewling spirit cats in her wake.
*From her vantage point, bodies both long dead and fresh alike lay strewn about the makeshift barricades.
 	
*Hetepheres: (It wasn't too long ago that I might have been one of the bodies lying there...)
*Hetepheres: (Just a nameless, faceless, common thief, face down in the street.)
*Hetepheres: (If it wasn't for that hidden chamber in the temple, I might have—)
Music: "Overcome"	Music: "Overcome"
 	
*Just then, a stirring catches her attention, and a handful of the corpses suddenly bolt upright, agitated by some form of dark power.
*Restless Dead: AUUUHH!
 	
*Hetepheres: T-They're getting up!
*Hetepheres: But how? This...This has never happened before!
 	
*Hetepheres: Ugh...This is getting from bad to worse!