Eris is by Libri!
The steady background noise of clink and splash told her Gjalda and Khirot continued their work, and she remained otherwise focused on her Family member. She listened with intent as he spoke of many gods, her surprise showing -- she knew of monotheistic religions, such as that practiced by Eterne, and polytheism of three gods, as with Larkspur's trio, but polytheism of innumerable gods? This intrigued her, and her face gave indication of her curiosity, wide chartreuse eyes glittering with appreciation at the knowledge he gave her.
What is this word? Pharaoh? And your rituals for the dead? she cocked her head to the side. We have all the time in the world -- ask of me what you will. I flood you with questions, after all. Perhaps Salsola would be more similar to Imhotep's home than he anticipated -- more so if she chose to appropriate anything from his culture as her own. The dark hybrid did not consider asking him permission, for they were not his cultural ideas, after all -- what permission could one dog give for his forefathers' forefathers ideas and creations? Eternian rituals were not hers, after all, and she shared them freely with Salsola.
The dark woman held up both her hands, the backs of them facing toward Imhotep, and grinned broadly. The thick scars were apparent on her wrists, raised ridges of thick pink scar tissue. They had only finished healing recently, but she was most pleased with her choice of location, and most pleased with the scarification itself. The palm and the hand are good places to bear a mark symbolizing a hand, no?
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