Former priest, now forced to the art

[Neta'ak]

The man, no he reminded himself. Not quite a man, no longer human simply more than that... evolved. The day he transformed the alter into both mundane, and magical offering tables, emplaced the ritual items within himself, he conjured his own fate.

Now he wandered, turned out by Nepthys the goddess of mourning, not false mourning as some would say, he knew better, yes she was a sly one. She would always shed a tear, just so you would return. Better to acknowledge the tear real as Sobeks.

[Neta'ak]

It had seemed such an exercise in mental acuity, simple pictograms from half forgotten lore. Child's scripts some would have called it, it seemed so simplistic. Yet, when he had begun to enact the rituals, the rite, became a ritual.

So much forgotten, both seemingly that his goddess wish to mourn once more. So much, that his body, and mind were ravaged. No longer the epitome he once thought himself to be. But, even as he pondered this, he realized once more that he was wrong. For he was but 25 when he began, having spent 5 years in a priests college. Then surreptiously experimented despite his elders warnings.

So now, the Sau would surely laugh, for he is changing. No longer certain of anything. But, he has the power he sought, he need only learn to grasp it. For though he had lost his acumen in ability, his newfound insight allowed him access to delve deep into mysteries inside, and out.