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~Alysse~

The many stalls of the market were boasting some interesting wares. Alysse just smiled gently and nodded to those she recognized as fingers twitched with a itch known to a certain group in Riften. She reached the stall her heard about, her amber-brown eyes glancing over his wares as she stood politely off to the side. Indicating interest if not buying something immediately. Her basket balanced with ease on her hip. Out of the way, and close enough to ward off the pick pockets, well other than herself. She had already decided this one was far too risk to snatch from, and she was too familiar a face. Standing well over her own height had some hand in the matter. The keen shopkeeper would take care of the rest.  "Happen to have any books, merchant? Or perhaps you might recommend something?"  She smiled with a slightly apologetic smirk. "Hard to find something you've never seen nor heard tell of." With a light laugh she continued to view his wares.  "Though, might you know how the rest of the world fares? I've lost touch in my old age and potion fumes."

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The Morrigahn

The Morrigahn closed her eyes as Thoth spoke and left. For his words rang with the truth she could not sit in the middle, and she would not. But to make a move. She would have to consult with The Dagda, for it was time. Their Pantheon would call claim even as Egypt did and they would rise. Swirling the ale she set it aside, calling two ravens to her. The birds were larger than most and puffed up their chests in glee of their importance to draw their Mistress's attention. They were to fly North, to take her word as oft they did.  "Go North little ones, fetch the Dagda to me, I must tell him as I promised. Let him not tarry. And your sister shall fly further, seek out Brigid who has hidden away these long years. Tell her it is time, her father shall learn." 

The birds took flight with powerful flaps. A third bird hopped onto her knee, it was expected, her hand soothed the feathers. This one was her eyes, her thoughts flew faster with this raven than any other. Tossing it to the air, another joined it. Two to watch. One to guard. They flew with her magic, racing to the Egyptian sands and to the God of the Red Sands that soon passed beneath them. One branched off towards Alexandria, to perch on the city wall. The Morrigahn sat in her chair, massaging her head. "Ah, Dagda. Forgive me my friend. For I have kept something I ne'er should have." 

 Apollo 

Apollo arched a brow, giving the fallen god a insulted look of someone who noticed a disgusting rat scuttling across the road.  "I lack balance? I believe I am in perfect balance with my twin. But then you were never the smartest."  He smirked unconcerned. Set was a remnant of the past. A false idol now, forbidden. Forgotten. Apollo chuckled with a superior arrogance only the young God had. He was untouchable, no matter what this fool did. The Roman Pantheon was behind him and even then he embodied the sun. Ra was locked away and battling a hopeless battle.  "Perhaps you need reeducation in you place, lesser?"  He sneered, his handsome face a mask of disgust.

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