SekhmetPharaoh of Asteraia
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KukChosen One Kweku
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ThothAdvisor
Cuirass |
ImhotepPriest
None
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AmunetHeir
Menkhet
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Ma'atDiplomat
Jinx
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NephthysButcher
Kattari |
SetThief
None
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HorusHunter None |
IsisHealer Belhara
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SeshatInformant
Ripper |
SceptersWarriors Negan |
SnaresThieves None
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KemetHunters Enya, Reaver, Kajika
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HekaHealers None
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MedjayScouts None |
ScribesDiplomats None
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KithUnranked
Lucille, ⟡Skyrippa, Hircine
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KinChildren Bastet, Kaliban, Runihura, Rana, Mihos, Ragnar, Floki, Nox, Balor |
OsirisAllies None
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SlavesCaptives None (Inara & Idrisa are Guests)
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RaEnemies
Shaddix |
The Field of ReedsHonored Dead Tobias | Tick Tock | Samhain | Thoth
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Nakato
nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky |
Nakato couldn’t help but chuckle knowingly as the child wrinkle’s his nose and asks her about “playing with plants”. ”Perhaps it is a bit silly to some, but think of it this way. Our king is currently fighting for our home. Unless he is a god of some kind, there is no way he is going to come back unscathed. He will need tending to and that’s where my herbs come in. One day, you will fight and you will be wounded. You may not need herbs to heal. Then again, you may. They help fight infections and allow cuts to heal faster so you can continue to fight another day.” She smiled as she talked about the nicer side of being a healer. However, this boy needed to know the other side and she thought now was a good time to tell him. A serious look replaced the friendly one as her voice lowered to a warning. ”Plants can be used for more than healing, Cuirass. What would happen if I slip a nightshade berry into your food when you’re not looking? I could go into details, but the short answer is you would die. You could be the strongest, most agile wolf but you would still be dead if you ate the wrong thing. Remember that, little one.” Just as quickly as it came, the seriousness left her features and the kind smile returned. The conversation returns to her tail and her running abilities. She nods her head and giggled. ”My mother used to call me her “Broken Runner”. I could run just as fast as my siblings when I was about your age, but the moment I had to turn hard or change my direction I had to slow down to prevent myself from falling over. It took me a long time to master, but I think I do well for myself now,” she said, indicating the dead bird at her paws. The mind of a child was constantly changing and adding new things and once again the conversation switched to if Tick Tock would avenge her death. Perhaps she would, but Nakato didn’t think her death would really mean much to the other members of the pack. But rather than explain her reasoning’s to the pup she simply smiled again and changed the subject to take his mind off it. ”I could use your stealth and skills, Cuirass. I need wolf meat for Tobias when he returns from his battle but I do not hunt our kind. Do you think you could either catch a young wolf or help me find the corpse of a wolf so I may help our king?” It was an odd request but Nakato tried to put it from her mind. This was her life now and these were the wolves she chose to live with. She needed to adapt to live comfortably with them and if that meant other wolves lost their lives well… it wasn’t her or anyone she cared about. Her teeth would never eat wolf flesh but there were others who would be able to do what she could not. Electric blue eyes gaze at the pup, waiting for his response. |