Scattering sparks of thought energy
Deliver me and carry me away
"I...am not a social pariah of any kind for my work here." Abasi explained, unsure why his job would prevent him from socialising with the townspeople. As for 'dead guy festivals', he could not imagine what such an event would look like; he shook his head. "No. I was a priest. I made sacrifices to the Gods, advised the Pharaoh on matters of the Divine and aided in the treatment of the dead when required. And..." He tilted his head. "At times, helped with festivals. Though they were always focused on the living."
The way Cassandra spoke was difficult for him to follow, her cadence and vocabulary worlds (and times) apart from his own. Still, after a moment of silent concentration, he believed he had understood the gist of what she was trying to say. "I am sorry for the loss of your siblings. However, no, I...don't believe I've met anyone from this...'Helovia'. Or at least, no one I am aware of hailing from such a land. What was it like?"
The way Cassandra spoke was difficult for him to follow, her cadence and vocabulary worlds (and times) apart from his own. Still, after a moment of silent concentration, he believed he had understood the gist of what she was trying to say. "I am sorry for the loss of your siblings. However, no, I...don't believe I've met anyone from this...'Helovia'. Or at least, no one I am aware of hailing from such a land. What was it like?"
Here in my kingdom I am your lord
I order you to cower and pray
ABASI
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