Lixi listened as Crowley began to go on about the historically known facts about Sehkmet's worshipers, but she didn't feel like listening to the watered down facts he'd learned in museums, and she had a feeling Adja wasn't concerned with that part either. She stood and crossed the room to retrieve a large, flat, light gray piece of slate, and talcum stone from beside it. She knew she could have easily asked for a pen and paper, but when talking about the ancient world they just didn't seem appropriate.

"Alister dear, she's hardly looking for the tourists information." she interrupted his talk of how she was popularly worshiped in the upper kingdom and which pharaohs promoted her worship, and began to draw as she spoke in the same song like voice she'd held most of the evening. "Sehkmet, was said to be the great lioness daughter of Ra. She was the fierce warrior goddess, and was said to guard the Pharaohs in battle, which is why her priestesses would often accompany the pharaoh to war, as his personal body guards. These warrior women were faster, and more adjile than their male counterparts, and were said to be as deadly and fierce as ten comon soldiers. From the times I fallowed them into the thick of a fight, I say the common myth doesn't give them credit. But what made them so great wasn't their training, or their skill, it was the way they revelled in the fight."

"You see, they believed that the greatest honor they could receive was to serve as Sehkmets hand in war, to help satiate her blood thirst by spilling the enemies life out before her. They taught that the desert was formed by her breath in a gust of her enraged roar, and that to spill blood on the sands which she had made was to worship her completely. After battle, they would celebrate with the great drunken feasts of indulgence. It was said that after battle, the only thing that could quiet Sehkmet's wrath was over indulgence in wine, soothing music, and other such revelries. And to be sure, their feasts were incredible. They said that this was so, because after a great war in which Sehkmet was so infuriated with all man kind, her father had to trick her into becoming drunk by turning the Nile river into beer mixed with pomegranate juice so that it looked like blood. She was said to have drank till she slumbered heavily. So, at their celebrations, the people would play music and dance in their revelries, serving pomegranate wine, not unlike that which we drank tonight at dinner, to the priestesses of Sehkmet untill they fell soundly asleep from their drunken state."

"The people would then carry them to bed, where they would tend to them, watching over them and worshiping them as the living embodiments of the goddess till they awoke the next morning, when they would pray to them to beg Sehkmet for her protection and to stay her hand and not bring her wrath upon their people again. The priestesses were never aloud to know the touch of a man, however, so only women were ever aloud to be near to them. Men were required to enjoy the feast from the outer porch of the temple, which was aptly named 'the porch of intoxication' when it was ordered built by one of the later Pharaohs."

When she finished talking, Lixi turned the tablet around to show Adja the charcoal drawing of the traditional image of Sehkmet that she'd seen so many times on the walls of the old temple. A tall women with the head of a lion, and the traditional sun disk above her head.