MP Game - Yarnspinners

puffyn · #11 March 7th, 2005, 05:30 AM

---- Arcoscephale, Turn 46 ----

In the Odyssey, Homer tells us how Pallas Athena, Guard of the Armies of Zeus, Hope of Soldiers, Thirdborn of the Gods, takes the form of a small girl to lead Odysseus into the palace of Nauskiaa, and greets him home in Ithaca disguised as a shepherd boy. And Odysseus did not recognize her, but she revealed herself to him:

But come, let us talk no more of this, for you and I both know
sharp practice, since you are far the best of all mortal
men for counsel and stories, and I among all the divinities
am famous for wit and sharpness; and yet you never recognized
Pallas Athene, daughter of Zeus, the one who is always
standing beside you and guarding you in every endeavor.

I do not claim to be as tricky as the real Odysseus (and I left the fake one up north, so I cannot ask his advice now), but wouldn't it be the ultimate disguise for a goddess to come to earth proclaiming herself openly, but taking on so unlikely a guise that none would seriously believe it were her?

Heh. I have become a mystic myself in my old age. Still, for a moment, as Athena led me through the rough-hewn gateways of a temple more ancient than the hills themselves, and drew down the starlight into the perfect shimmering pearls, I almost believed that I saw the halls of Olympus in the this local woman's beautiful grey eyes.

From the depths of the temple, she drew forth a fine staff of ivory which entwined a huge sapphire.

"This is the Winter Bringer, O wanderer. An ill-winter is near at hand, and the end of all things gathers: storm clouds across a wine-dark sea. Use this well and bravely, and perhaps in the deepening gloom your song will slice like a ray of light."

I took the staff (which is truly beautiful, but otherwise apparently useless) and my wits, and walked back into the city to meet with the triplets and a Golakana shaman (can you believe they're letting people-of-Golana become magicians now?) and iron out a few laws for this place before heading off on those cursed boots again in the morn.

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