cat celebration, didymos It's almost dark, the tail end of an evening. And Strange is on the outskirts of the city with...a picnic basket. He's bending down near one of the makeshift shrines: someone has set out a cat statue and various offerings lie at the base of it. Strange reaches into the picnic basket to pull out a ball of yarn and a few small fish, which he lays in front of the shrine. As he does so, he's talking under his breath.
"Now this is a celebration to Aegas, the crowned cat. He's one of the constellation gods and a god of trickery and secrets. This isn't honoring him like one would honor Atromo or Taiseach, but it's more along the lines of keeping Aegas satiated and keeping yourself safe from his tricks."
The basket audibly chirps. Strange is not as subtle as he thinks he is.
cat roofies, city of the free people Strange has straight up gotten hit in the face by Aegas' Affliction. His normally pale skin is flushed pink, he's grinning like an idiot, and he's stocking his arms full of pastries outside of a bakery. Bell is with him this time as she bites on Strange's trouser leg with her teeth, trying to pull him away from the food. Alas, she is only a tiny hare and is going to lose this battle between her and Strange.
It's a comical sight as Strange pays and tries to balance two exceedingly large bags of baked goods in his arms. "Bell, stop tugging," he scolds, "I'll give you a few later."
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It's almost dark, the tail end of an evening. And Strange is on the outskirts of the city with...a picnic basket. He's bending down near one of the makeshift shrines: someone has set out a cat statue and various offerings lie at the base of it. Strange reaches into the picnic basket to pull out a ball of yarn and a few small fish, which he lays in front of the shrine. As he does so, he's talking under his breath.
"Now this is a celebration to Aegas, the crowned cat. He's one of the constellation gods and a god of trickery and secrets. This isn't honoring him like one would honor Atromo or Taiseach, but it's more along the lines of keeping Aegas satiated and keeping yourself safe from his tricks."
The basket audibly chirps. Strange is not as subtle as he thinks he is.
cat roofies, city of the free people
Strange has straight up gotten hit in the face by Aegas' Affliction. His normally pale skin is flushed pink, he's grinning like an idiot, and he's stocking his arms full of pastries outside of a bakery. Bell is with him this time as she bites on Strange's trouser leg with her teeth, trying to pull him away from the food. Alas, she is only a tiny hare and is going to lose this battle between her and Strange.
It's a comical sight as Strange pays and tries to balance two exceedingly large bags of baked goods in his arms. "Bell, stop tugging," he scolds, "I'll give you a few later."