a Golden Apple
Both sisters were back in their own temple, luxioriating in the mischief and mayhem and general discord they're little bit of convincing had caused. Who'd possibly have expected that level of reaction on the part of the Egyptian? The energy flowing through the place had Eris downright animated, a sight rarely seen by the oft-ennui stricken deity.
She leaned over in her seat, nipping at her sister's ear, and flicking her wrist, a golden apple appearing in her palm
I think it's time. don't you? of course you do...
not even offering her a moment to object, she flicked her wrist again, the apple disappearing.
At the Temple of Seth, wherever he was, a golden apple suddenly appeared hovering in the air before him. Engraved on it's side was an invitation, accpetable immediately, to the Temple of Discord.
She leaned over in her seat, nipping at her sister's ear, and flicking her wrist, a golden apple appearing in her palm
I think it's time. don't you? of course you do...
not even offering her a moment to object, she flicked her wrist again, the apple disappearing.
At the Temple of Seth, wherever he was, a golden apple suddenly appeared hovering in the air before him. Engraved on it's side was an invitation, accpetable immediately, to the Temple of Discord.