You're always talking, but you're not playing

Thoth nudged the sticks towards the stranger and the game began, it was looking rather good for Thoth at first, he had almost all of his pieces from the first row when he started to lose his lead. He remained calm as Tyranis finally removed his last piece from the board and claimed victory. Thoth wasn’t completely satisfied with the way the game had played out, if he were a lesser wolf he might have blamed it on beginners luck. Instead he nodded towards the stranger with deep respect. The game was done, and as Thoth continued to lounge in his place, the stranger stood and shook himself of the dust that had settled during their match.

Before he turned his attentions back to the world before he had stopped to speak with Thoth he asked his name. Thoth felt the power move as he chose not to reveal his own name first. The divine boy couldn’t honestly say he had no idea who this man was. Nephthys had been quiet about her life beforehand.

”Thoth Ankh Ithuriel,” The young Egyptian boy said with practiced grace as he lowered his head in a mock bow from his lounged position. The mortal god had no reason to harbor animosity towards his opponentIf they met again Thoth would have enjoyed a meeting down the road. Tyranis seemed an intelligent beast, and he could offer much in the way of knowledge. ”And yours?”