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Gods of sand and desert
Gods of sand and desert











gods of sand and desert

On the surface, Amonkhet seems like a marvelous place to live, but something unsettling and nefarious lurks behind the grand facade. Each god oversees one of the five trials and instructs the initiates who are preparing to face the trial, helping them to cultivate one of the five aspects of mortal perfection: solidarity, knowledge, strength, ambition, and zeal. The gods are custodians of the path to the afterlife, established by the God-Pharaoh to purify and perfect the people who follow it and undergo its trials. Yet they eagerly anticipate the time when they will be permitted to die in combat and leave this world behind.

gods of sand and desert

The people have everything they need-they are protected from the desert heat and wandering mummies by a magical barrier, and they spend their lives in focused training, honing their bodies and minds to perfection. Accursed, desiccated mummies roam the desert, while carefully embalmed mummies attend to the needs of the living in the glorious city. Awe-inspiring, animal-headed gods walk among the people, offering them care and protection from the horrors of the desert. Beyond the lush river valley lies endless, scorching desert. They know that this life-wonderful as it is-is just the beginning, the prelude to the perfection that awaits them in the afterlife, promised to them by their God-Pharaoh.Īmonkhet is a plane of dichotomy. Happy, hopeful people offer sacrifices in grand temples dedicated to their benevolent gods, addressing their spiritual needs. A wide, life-giving river offers its abundant bounty, providing for every physical need. Water is like God in the desert, Hidden and precious and a trickster illusionist, a mirage that shimmers. Mama carries my brother on her back, I carry water. Awe-inspiring, animal-headed gods walk among the people, offering them care and protection from the horrors of the desert. The sun is like God in the desert, We cannot look upon its face and live, not while we walk, not while we flee not while we search for home. Towering, gold-encrusted monuments break the unending monotony of a horizon formed of sun-blasted sand.













Gods of sand and desert