Do yall also have these mutuals that you just??? Grew really fond of?? Like, you never properly talk to them and all you do is like each other’s posts but whenever you see them on your dash you’re like “hello sunshine, I hope you’re drinking lots of water and being happy your health and wellbeing is so important to me” and I hope that’s not weird because honestly that’s me all the time
❝I’ve been workin’ in this tavern for a long time ser. Never seen a man who fits that description.❞
Esmeralda slid the giant mug full of ale towards the man and only after would she wipe the sweat from her brow. The place was crowded tonight, but no doubt because some girls were offerin’ a bit more than just drinks. She would not though. As awful as her life had been as of late, there was no way she was throwing away her dignity.
“I see. Well, thank you anyways” Brandon told the woman who had slid the mug towards him before he took a large gulp of it. Tracking down this man was going to be harder than he had anticipated and he would need more gold soon if he was going to survive in Essos as a sellsword and he made a face as he tried to think of where the contract might have been.
His eyes flickered every now and than to the girls and the customers they were serving before they settled on the woman in front of him, she was no doubt a beauty but there seemed to be more than just that to her. “Tell me, do you have any free rooms for the night my lady? It doesn’t have to be the most comfortable if you don’t have much”
Relena’s dark eyebrows pulled together, when she saw the boy’s face. She was being nice to him, and he didn’t even smile or say thank you, no wonder her family didn’t like Viserys. “They say it is a girl.”, the young princess declared, as they were walking down the hall, towards the royal nursery. “Mother called her Myrcella.”
“A girl….You and Prince Joffery will have a sister.” He commented as his thoughts pulled him back to his own sister. She’d be around Relena’s age if she had survived. He hated that he had to go on about her was rumors, ones he couldn’t prove to be true or false. “That’s a pretty name. Myrcella.” He glanced over at Relena and tried his best to be curious to the young princess. “Are you happy to have a sister?”
reminder: it’s not always about the follower count, it’s about those amazing irreplaceable people that you have met on the journey. it’s about having fun & writing with some really swell quality people.✌🏻
Guardian of the door through which the deceased enter the hall of judgment
Leads the soul to the field of celestial offerings
Presides over the weighing of the heart ritual: the ceremony of judgment that determines the soul’s fate
Places the heart on the scales of justice and personally feeds the souls of those who fail to pass the test to Ammit, the monster who devours them
Supervises the mummification process, ensuring that it is ritually correct
Supervises the crucial opening-of-the-mouth ceremony, the ritual which ensures reanimation of the soul
Knows the date of everyone’s death and may be petitioned to reveal it
Locates lost articles, but only if you have a statue of him: touch his ears and request his help
Guards the dead, protecting against grave robbing and desecration
Guards mediums, ensuring that only benevolent spirits approach
Serves as a guide if requested and will stand guard for you
Is protective and can help with curses
Opens the path allowing spirits and humans to travel between realms
Favored People: Mediums, diviners, and those working in the funeral industry. Anubis protects children.
Manifestations: A black jackal or hound, a man with a jackal’s head
Color: Black
Star: Sirius, the Dog Star
Spirit Allies: Wepwawet, Isis, Horus, Nephthys, and Thoth
Offerings: Donations on behalf of the Ethiopian jackal or wolf, or on behalf of Pharaoh Hounds in need (rescues); also beer, wine, or spirits, and macabre funeral- and death-themed toys and figurines
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