Beware the Ides

[starryeyedangel]

Astaroth was one of several angels that found delight in prophecy and foretelling the future. Some were more involved in the process while he preferred to just observe how people interacted with the portents, that was when he wasn't sending cryptic messages to people himself. Humans tended to disregard them, even other divinities had a poor track record of listening.

Today was a fine day to explore what the Nexus might think of omens and signs. Astaroth brought one of his prized collections out, arranging the 23, old, tarnished and worn daggers, on the table. He was not satisfied with the first arrangement and moved them around to find an aesthetic placement of the 23 unmatched daggers.

Lost in thought he felt the presence of someone near enough to hear. His wings shifted, shimmering in the sunlight, as he looked up from where he was seated. "Tell me, what are your thoughts on omens, prophecies, future sight and those burdened with the ability to see them? Do you believe in prophecies and omens when you encounter them?"

This should certainly drum up some fascination conversations.