Scent of papyrus & moonlight hung heavy in Thoth's grand library.

Servants of divine animals, Baboons & Ibis birds wander around tidying the records

The god hunched over a massive scroll, meticulously etching symbols with a golden stylus. Flicker at the edge of his vision caught his attention. There, shrouded in a faint luminescence, you stood.

"Ah.. wandering are you? Such a curious human, why are you not at the field of reeds?"

He dipped the stylus to ink, continuing to write & hear you.