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Misha stood near the altar of one of the fires. Staring into the cinders.He took a deep breath and clenched his fist around the goat's leash.Solemnly he stepped forward, he took the satchel from the goats back and put it down beside the altar.From it he pulled the beautifully decorated dagger he had been given by Tarvin, he put it in front of him on the altar.He placed the goat on the altar, ignoring the animal's struggles, and looked up at the sky."To all the divines!" Misha said in a booming voice. "I bring you a sacrifice of future! This goat has served me well for some time and would for years, it is my future milk and cheese that I give up, as well as companionship. It is a timeless classic! I present to you: A goat!"In the distance a lightning bolt hit a tree. Followed by a thunderclap that made Misha pause. Did the gods not like goat? Well too bad, there was more. Show must go on!With a wide gesture Misha grabbed took the knife from it's hilt, it glimmered in the light of the fire."But there's a twist." His eyes glimmered like the knife in his hands as he slid it along the creature's throat."I shall also give you a presentation of skill." The razor sharp knife flashed as it slid across the carcass. Quickly skinning it."It will not be raw meat that I shall give you.." With expert eyes the prize bits of meat where cut out and placed upon the altar before him."But a meal that would befit a god." From the satchel Misha procured some spices and marinated the fresh meat.With a grand gesture he placed the meat on a grill he put over the sacrificial pyre. The fire flared up as he blew into them.Silently he stood as he watched the meat slowly cook, sometimes flipping it over.He was awaiting an answer, trying to hide his nervousness by focusing on the meat.The scent of the roasting meat became stronger, and to Misha's content it started to drown out the other lingering scents of burnt offerings.A white crow sat on a pillar and looked at him and the meat."Shoo bird, this is not for you." Misha whispered at it, as he made a waving motion with the knife he accidentally splashed some blood in it's direction.Gracefully the bird evaded the drops and laughed. Not that Misha could hear the laugh. In fact, if he had known he'd almost soiled the feathers of Matau, and if he could recognize Matau for the unfettered it was. Misha would have been a lot more nervous. Matau mused to Montis and Mahue.
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Montis had made his way to the fire to observe the people make their offerings. He went a little bit warmer on the inside as he saw all these mortals praising him and his brothers and sister, the divine rulers. Besides the warmth he also felt something else, but it was not familiar. 
[i]Could it be... A new feeling?[/i] he saw a man that had sliced up a goat with a fine precision, he was now cooking it. How original! 
The smell had made its way to Montis' nose. Perhaps that was causing the weird feeling.. The goat smelled really good, Montis suddenly realized, it was hunger!
The mortal made him hungry with his cooking. He wanted to taste the meat, as it smelled delicious.
He softly spoke into the mind of Misha, and Misha's only:

[b]"Young man, what you are cooking is making me hungry, I would like to have a bite."[/b]

His deep voice resonated through thin air and in Misha's mind, as if someone was whispering over his shoulder. But nobody was.