playing house

Abasi

Grace is just weakness

What could you do with heka? It was hard to explain to someone who did not have the concept breathed into them from birth, but Abasi would try. "Heka...is bot just the magic - he is also a God. To use the power you must invoke the God. He is mighty, even the other Gods fear him, so you must make sure to give him respect." Even just now, speaking of him, Abasi's voice was quieter than usual, as if maintaining some kind of peace in a temple.

"But...your magic is much more show and excitement. Ours is in the successful birth of a child or in a good harvest blessed by the Gods. In a future planned out for Pharaoh." When he said it like that, as much as he believed in and loved the magic of his home, it sounded like he was trying to dress up something much more basic than Caido's powers.

At least their Gods were impressive; moreso than the silent and paltry few this world possessed. "Osiris, Lord of the dead and rising from it - he gives us our --or..gave us our barley to grow. Sobek, the Nile God that protected Pharaoh, in the form of a great crocodile...Horus, Isis, Ra...each God is important; each has a space in the city. A temple or a shrine. As the Pharaoh's contact I helped to speak to them all, though..." He paused, as if wondering if he should share this secret. "I did have ones I preferred to consult over others."

When the subject was not on the memories of his home but on the life of the man before him, it seemed the mood was determinedly sour. "No. I am not a man prone to flattery so I would not tell you this were it not honest - I like you. I don't like many people. As for the looks, it's subjective, but..." He shrugged. "Self-deprecation is a waste of time you could spend improving what is wrong."

Or so I've been told