Madame Entera
The street walkers in the alley
The Human Nephthys
The Herb Vendor
The Herb Cart Vendor
Who can tell me where to find the stone?
The Proprietor of the Bagota Looking building
Predator
The Large woman
The Herb cart vender
The owner of the shop
The woman in the alley
Who is Madame Entera?
The stone
The Herb Cart Vender
Celebrates
The large woman proprietor
What can only a human handle?
An entrance room with bright silks and scattered with velvet cushions
Drapes that could insult people
Lights and sounds of a party
Sails of Orange and Green draped across red
Sails that could be sensual but here were only offensive
What was inside the building resembling a short pagoda?
Madame Entera
Nypthys
The Herb Cart Vender is Madame Enrera
The large woman was Madame Entera
What is the name of the large woman that drifted upon them?
Madame Entera
The Herb Cart Vendor
The woman is Madame Entera
Nephthys
The Proprietor of the Bagota Looking house
Who is the large woman?
Madame Entera
The Proprietor of the shop
The Large Woman Madame Entera
A street walker woman
The large woman
Who is the woman the herb vendor spoke of?
A stone
The Herb Cart Vender
The large woman
What item was needed for the person to get out of their bed?
Here they were offensive colors
The colors insulted Spring
Orange and green
The were Green and Orange draped across Red
What color were the drapes at the short pagoda building?
Madame Entera
The proprietor is Madame Entera
The women from the Ailies
The Herb Cart Person
The large woman
Who is the proprietor of the shop?
Needs to be certains to come out of bed
A beautiful woman
A certain stone
The cure for his illness
What does the speaker need to leave the bed?
Like a ship on full sales
In orange, green draped across reds
In colors that could look sensual
Believed
Similarly to the obscene orange and green sails in the entrance room
In the colors that would have insulted spring
Sensual
How was Madame Entera dressed?
Anyone can handle it
The Herb Cart Vender
Only a human can handle it
Drug
Madame Enterra
A Human
Who can handle the stone?
He continued to lie in place, still breathing heavily. I tried to keep myself calm. Then, with a sigh, he said, "I have need of a certain stone that I once possessed. It would allow me to leave this bed, despite my current illness. My problem is that it was not made in this realm, but by a human, and only a human may handle it. The herb vendor will tell you where you can find it. If you would fetch me this stone, I would tell you what I can." "Of course we will fetch you the stone," Nepthys assured him. "You have our thanks." Outside, the thing at the herb cart nodded when we mentioned the stone. He told Nepthys the name of a woman who lived on a certain street, and we set off. When we reached the street, I expected some sort of temple, or a row of antiquaries, or at least a sleazy, black-market relics merchant. Instead, it looked like we were in the red-light district: women who probably wanted more than our money eyed us from the alleys. Nepthys didn't need to warn me not to speak to them. He took us to the door of a building like a short pagoda that had a sign hanging over it showing a face with hands uplifted, like a saint under G d's light, and handcuffed. Inside, the entrance room was hung with bright silks and scattered with velvet cushions. Sails of obscene orange and a green that insulted springtime hung draped across reds that might have been sensual elsewhere but here were only offensive. A large woman, similarly decorated, quickly drifted up to us. "Good evening, gentlemen," she said. "May I invite you to have a cup of tea?" "No, thank you," said Nepthys, "we regret that we cannot take up your kind offer. Are you the proprietor of this shop?" "Yes," answered the woman. "I am Madame Entera, at your service. 