Osiris rested for a bit then stood up, walking through the hall's to the Pharoah's room. He entered, dipping his head in respect as he approached the Pharoah and licked his hand, walked to his great bed and bringing his master his sandal shoes. The pharoah smiled, petting Osiris and slipping into his shoes, then calling for a few guards as he left the room. Osiris followed, but walked outside. The Nile, far below, was teeming with life. Traders slowly trickling in, holding their goods in bags. A few hunters came in, their early catches held in their hands. Osiris climbed down the stairs and approached a reed boat with a stranger in it. The stranger had a blue and white cloak on, with a few beads on his bracelets. The stranger looked at the dog, "I come to see the pharoah. My village has been struck with disease. Please take me to see your Pharoah, Palace guard." Osiris turned, the peasant following him as he approached the pharoah. The peasent talked with the pharoah for a bit, then was dismissed. Osiris escorted him back to his reed boat, and he sailed off upriver.