[h1][center][color=black]The Morrigahn[/color][/center][/h1]

The Morrigahn listened carefully her fingers tapping against each other slightly. Time it was to reveal her hand partly. Though she would not rise so quickly against Hades. He was a good boy and undeserving of his Fate. Would she that his nieces had not been so cruel, but his Fate was out of her hands. [color=black] "Ah, Ibis, you ask me something I have already accepted. While I will make war upon Hades my own way, Athena... Nae, Minerva will not have my luxury. I would be glad to see the maiden of wisdom and war return my rightful place to me ever as the Fates shall." [/color] Her eyes closed slowly in thought. How much to tell the Egyptian Scribe? The Voice of Ra? She frowned deeply, her brow creasing in thought. Her lips tightened, perhaps to let him in a bit. Breadcrumbs before the feast. [color=black] "You and I have been allied for a time already Thoth. Though, it is... a delicate and unknown matter to all but I, another I need not name." [/color] She gazed at the Ibis over her hands. 

What would the Scribe do with this information. It was a dance of words, or promises that need not be spoke. She wished to speak, to tell the bird as one to another. But it was not to be. For she would not risk a single chance for the future she foresaw. Better to go slowly and hope Thoth would piece together what she had laid in place. [color=black] "Of the bright flame, of the swift wind, to the stormy sea, may sail unfurl." [/color] She spoke in rhyme, her thoughts elsewhere. On thoughts of gods and past deeds. [color=black] "With step as sure, and hand as swift. Thoth, tell me how the other Egyptians fare? Of Osiris, and Ma'at? Of your cat Deity and of the Lord of the Red Sand? I would think Set would be charging into Rome as we speak. Has something soothed his ever war-like nature?" [/color] She picked up the goblet of ale, sipping at it delicately. Of course she knew what was keeping Set from charging, she knew very well. But she kept it from her mind and face. It would not do for Thoth to know. Not lest he turn against the plan she had set into place.

[@The Grey Dust]