You have stumbled into the Underworld- and found the wicked wine press of An-a-f-Shesmu the Slaughterer.

Enemies of Kemet beware, for I am the invisible double god, the headsman of Asar, Lord of the Blood, demon netjer of the wine press. Cross me, and I'll pluck your head like a grape, then turn it to wine for Pharaoh to drink.

I am the splendid lion, Fierce of Face- he who beheads the condemned.

What? I don't look scary to you? That's good. Relax.

Care for some red wine?

Or perhaps a spin in my new red sports car? Nice, huh? These are gifts from the beautiful and exotic MerytMaihes. She has exquisite taste.

Be sure to bring along some Red Red Wine-- for flame pit stops, of course.

Shesmu Ramesses, Vintner - Iunu