<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194985.msg9485051#msg9485051">Quote from: A Mighty Lion on January 21, 2014, 12:20:22 am</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eshu had carried Zeya's message to Ogun and stood ready to open the doors that kept the world of spirits separate from the world of man. As Zeya laid down to sleep, the gate was opened, allowing Ogun to step into the world of the living. Ogun walked the land at night. By morning, he had arrived at Zeya's tent. It was 4 in the morning and he stood in the opening of the tent with a cigar in his mouth. He was dressed only in a beautiful green wrap belted with a golden sash, in which his machete was resting. "Get up." his voice said in a deep tone, with the phonetic sound of a Yoruba man. The necklaces of gold chains and feathers rustled in the morning wind. When Zeya did not awaken, he kicked the bedding she was sleeping upon and demanded "Get out of bed!". A warrior had to wake up early for training. If zeya wanted to be a warrior, she had to do what the Orisha told her. Ogun was a master of war, the great warrior, the great general. He may have seemed rough and harsh now, but, Zeya had to learn discipline. After all, Ogun was accustomed to training men. Zeya need to show that she could rise to the level of any man and become a warrior or else she would never be able to achieve what she wanted to. Ogun would show her how, he would remove the obstacles that blocked her path to allow her to move closer to her goal.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The first time the voice spoke she thought it was a dream. No one knew of where she had taken up residence. As the voice sounded again she was about to keep sleeping when her cot was kicked. Okay a dream wouldn't be so rude. She bolted upright and blinked her sleepy eyes up at the figure. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust and settle on a large man. She was confused. "Who... who are you and how did you find me here?" She didn't recognize who this man was, having not seen any depictions of him. She wasn't being rude, she was just unknowing.