skill: vagabond

Setemhotep

From the dark, bone-white fogs of the hollow, to the deep muck and grim of the suffocating mire, the Egyptian pair carried on. The light of their journey had finally come to fade away and by the time they broke from the spidery trees and tangled mosses of the mire north, they arrived to the pale sandy beaches of the Coral Shores. The skies ablaze like a wild fire in deep reds, orange and yellow.

It was... a stunning sight from the hellish landscapes they had encountered thus far. So much so that the priestess could not help but to dash forward with a playful yip. Long legs lengthening the distance between the dark swamp and into the beauty of the shoreline quickly.

With a leap and pounce, like a fox might while hunting, she slides her long legs across the sands, partially burying her front limbs into it as she falls into a lay, her laughter cast out over the waves.

Skill - Ranger

Hotep couldn't hold back a smile at Phoenix's elation, the simple purity of it. He followed more slowly, ears flickering this way and that, and it occurred to him to wish that he could release hold over himself in similar fashion.

His time as priest had seen him bound like the dead in many ways, a vessel for greater things. There was value in that. Meaning. Fulfillment. Even its own kind of joy. But Phoenix proved with each breath she took that service to gods and mortals did not require the hobbling of feet. Her heart needed no scarab to speak for it.

Had he ever been so free? It was hard to recall.

It is a beautiful sight. I have never seen such pure waters... He mused, sitting down beside her, and regarded this sea with less wariness than those past. No crocodiles could lurk under an ocean as clear as the sky.

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Something something feels about the inversion of Hotep serving Ra the creator & Phoenix serving Osiris who is straight up Dead, and which one of them acts more alive LOL