[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=b8860b]Reginald Keystone[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=b8860b][b]Location:[/b][/color] Egyptian Museum
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	Dreams, dreams, dreams... Everyone in the room now, having nocturnal visions of that ring, emblazoned with the Bastet Eyeball. This had to mean something far greater than a simple case of alcohol overindulgence (of which he was guilty from time to time) or indigestion (which occurs in a man of his age without warning). But far from being hesitant or concerned with the situation, the Lord Major chose to stride headfirst into this little mystery, regardless of where it may take him. Why, if he was [i]very[/i] lucky, he would be shuffled off from this mortal realm in a method most agreeable to his sensibilities. That is to say, in the manner of glorious heroics. Or at least in a period of vigor and action. 

	[color=b8860b]"My word, this is intellectually salacious, Lady Munn, if you'll pardon my liberties. It looks to be quite the mystery! Where shall we go from here?"[/color]

	The conversation was broken short by the sudden appearance of three more non-natives, each strangers to Reginald. He absolutely detested the manner in which the tall, blonde one spoke to Vera - completely without respect to one above her station. He was very much ready to say something scathing on the matter, but Vera had already handled the situation, even so far as to direct the conversation in a different, more interesting discourse before hostilities had good time to develop. He had to give credit, she had a way about her that was partly disarming, partly authoritative. Sometimes, it was enough. 

	The situation still rankled him. The brazen affrontery of it all, barging in there and making demands. [color=b8860b]"By Jove, they must be more Colonials."[/color] he breathed. In a clearer, more solid voice, he added to the conversation. [color=b8860b]"My, my. It seems we've all acquired a bit of mayhem thanks to this "Udjat" business. As it seems we're hip-deep in this intrigue, I must confess I haven't the foggiest idea as to how we proceed."[/color] 

	[color=b8860b]"Oh, but wherever are my manners? One of us should demonstrate those, you know. I am the Lord Major Reginald I. Keystone, Commanding Officer of His Majesty's Royal Air Corps here in Cairo and parts around. To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?"[/color]