Post by Lady Enelya on Mar 14, 2005 10:17:24 GMT -5
The woman that stood across from him, was not a classic Egyptian beauty, her nose was broad and flat, and her mouth wide. Neither making her particularly beautiful, but when paired with the dark and graceful brow that hovered above the beautiful almond eyes, the colour of the infinite wells of Galalla, but this was one women he would not approach. Normally he would have made a lewd comment about her appearance, but not this woman. Her tall slime form was silhouetted against the fading light over the mother Nile, like the image of some ancient goddess.
He stepped toward her and to the astonishment of the surrounding soldiers dropped to one knee before her. A faint murmuring broke out among the pickets, the women, Ingwe, stopped from her godlike height and lifted him to his feet, and embraced him as a brother. He fell back, his pride as a soldier was elevated by being embraced by someone of her standing, but his pride as man was repelled.
“My Lady Ingwe, conqueror of the Red Road, Priestess of the Red God. We welcome you here to the Garrison of Amarna. Bring forward those who wish to take the trial.” The captain barked.
“Thank you captain, the Red God will accept as his novices, any who take his trial and succeed, If you succeed your side lock will be dedicated to him on a great pyre at Karnack, but if you fail the punishment is dire! You gamble not only your side lock but also your life and even immortal soul. It is not a task to be undertaken lightly."
Ingwe stood looking down from the dais, mumering had broken out among the pickets gatherd around the platform, where were the other priests? She could not run the red road trials alone and she would need the others to invoke the red god on the ancient battlefields outside the city walls.
He stepped toward her and to the astonishment of the surrounding soldiers dropped to one knee before her. A faint murmuring broke out among the pickets, the women, Ingwe, stopped from her godlike height and lifted him to his feet, and embraced him as a brother. He fell back, his pride as a soldier was elevated by being embraced by someone of her standing, but his pride as man was repelled.
“My Lady Ingwe, conqueror of the Red Road, Priestess of the Red God. We welcome you here to the Garrison of Amarna. Bring forward those who wish to take the trial.” The captain barked.
“Thank you captain, the Red God will accept as his novices, any who take his trial and succeed, If you succeed your side lock will be dedicated to him on a great pyre at Karnack, but if you fail the punishment is dire! You gamble not only your side lock but also your life and even immortal soul. It is not a task to be undertaken lightly."
Ingwe stood looking down from the dais, mumering had broken out among the pickets gatherd around the platform, where were the other priests? She could not run the red road trials alone and she would need the others to invoke the red god on the ancient battlefields outside the city walls.
