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Ice_Dragon_Demon
Ice_Dragon_Demon
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 Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 1:20 pm
 The young prince was alone for a change his mother's busy and his obnoxious sister Nekhebt no where to be seen. he tired of her all too easily, her arrogance was on kin with one of the gods. She needed to be brought down a peg If Ka-set was to do something she would be all too embarrassed being beaten by a stallion; her brother no less. Only Ra knew where Ai was she'd been absent as of late. Though Ka-set might have to find out why. Perhaps he could use it should he find out about Ai. She was mother's favourite since her first son Parushta left.
Ka-Set was of royal blood just like they were, why did neither of his mothers look to him? He would do anything for them. Kill anyone for them. Ka-set wanted them to look at him. How could he impress them? His Queen mother Nefertari and her consort the great General Morrigan. Those two were hard to impress.
But For now Ka-set was off to visit his temple, after all he was set reincarnated into mortal form. No one would dare dispute the name he had been given by the pharaoh herself.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 6:10 pm
As it was her mission to look into Anubis Hieratic for Horus, Iset had to admit, she had been doing a poor job of it. The long trek through the desert with the kind, although chatterboxy Sadia had been fun but exhausting. She had needed a moment of reprieve from Sadia’s ramblings and she knew the girl was not religious in the slightest…So truthfully, she had come to the temple of Set in order to enjoy the silence and the cool shadows. It was a reprieve from the sun. After all, Set was a dark god who was not known for his love of the sun. Temples were also a place for quiet reflection, which was something else she knew Sadia was disinterested in. So her companion had gone to look at their local merchants and Iset had managed to slip away into blissful silence.
Since they had arrived, admittedly, she had been…slacking. She drank indulgently and ate even more so. She enjoyed the local music and culture and night life. Iset knew that was not the information Horus would seek but sure even a god could understand the stress of being stuck in an unforgiving desert for such a long journey, stumbling through with only the guidance of a scant map.
Perhaps this was not such a bad place to start. The fact that there was a temple to Set at all said something interesting about the culture of these people. That and, of course, they named themselves after one of the gods associated with death. She had heard rumors that both the Queen and Pharoah were undead creatures and yet she had never seen such a thing. The Pharoah was supposed to be a god, not a monster…Perhaps she would get a chance to see up close if they were to address their people but for now, she took them to me mere rumors. Iset had never seen the dead walk.
They placed great emphasis on these dark gods, though, and it was troubling for Iset when she considered her own mentor. Horus, in the stories, was not known to get along with Set…They two tried to kill each other on more than one occasion.
As she thought, the mare had been wandering through the temple, only to find herself now in front of a large statue of Set himself, glaring down imperiously at her as if she should bow to his will and might. And yet, the statue was not…daunting. It was not intimidating.
Iset moved closer to the statue to inspect it up close. She was so intent on her inspection that she did not hear when someone entered the temple behind her.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2017 10:49 pm
Ka-Set made his way up the steps into the temple As usual Set's temple was quiet today. The Priests were all in trance at this hour in the back of the temple. His hoofbeats echoed through it's halls. A White mare with ebony hair and golden jewelry stood gazing at the statue of him. As he approached she didn't seem to Notice his presence. She was a commoner too, though the way she carried herself you wouldn't think it. She seemed far to elegant for a simple mare. She too held familiar markings. He'd been raised around such things since birth. If you could even call it that. he was very similar to both mothers, black bone markings covered his undead body. No hair grew on him either instead he wore a traditional helmet. His eyes seemed to glowed wickedly and could stare into your very soul.
Curious she still hadn't noticed him. Usually they turned around right away and bowed. Though he was male he was still the pharaoh's son. He was above everyone else but his sisters and his mothers. Males were treated as only breeding stock here. Yet he stood above the rest due to his parentage. though it would be doubtful he would achieve much with his sister in his way. "Have you come to pay at my temple?" he asked standing behind her. She was relatively new if he recalled.
"Who are you again?"
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