Early the first day…
Awakened in this new time, I find myself surprised to not feel the strong pull of a Purpose. I cannot recall this having happened to me before, but there is much I do not remember. I open myself up to the presence of the Judges more fully, conduct the rituals, look for the merest hint of fate or destiny to explain what I am to accomplish before I am allowed to return to Duat.
But I find nothing. A new world, even more filled with ever more unbalanced humans, and their creations, crowds out my senses. There is a bland sameness to it all, less memorable than the palest shadow of Irem.
Yet, the lesser Servants of Usekh-Nemtet, charged with keeping watch upon this land while I serve in Duat, have brought something to my attention. Kasmut Bakari, as familiar, and yet different, as always, has given me a clue. There appears to be some relic of Irem that has shown itself to the world.
Why, O Great Usekh-Nemtet, have you caused me to awaken in this time? I will depart soon; to collect this artifact for you, in the hope that you will provide the guidance I seek. I am eager to discern the purpose for my awakening, how it will help me serve the will of Judges.
Early afternoon, same day…
There are others here, undoubtedly drawn by the actions of the artifact. Had I paused to consider it, perhaps I could have foreseen it, since humans are arriving in throngs as well, but my experience with others is…limited. Still, I manage to spot both of them, and before they leave, assign a Servant to follow each and regularly report information back to the third. The ease of communication in this new time will greatly facilitate this endeavor, making allowing them to report much of what they find in case their pursuit ends, for them, as all things must end for all, one day.
In the meantime, I will linger here, keeping watch, and waiting for the proper moment to act. Once the day fades, and the building quiets, I will act swiftly and quietly to remove the artifact. I am confident in my own abilities, and with the Servants ready to facilitate my escape, I believe this task to be near completion.
Yet, another thought occurs. These others…could their presence signify some greater cause? Is my Purpose to be revealed at last? After tonight, I will continue to observe them. I will see how they fit in to the Judges’ Purpose, and whether they act that role appropriately, and how I must respond. Eventually, Usekh-Nemtet’s Will shall be done.
Evening, same day…
The appointed hour has arrived. I rise from my place among the shadows, eager to be done with the task, and return to my other business. The more time I spend reflecting upon it, the more I think that these others I have most recently encountered may become my business, and it is disquieting. What role have I been called to play? I must observe carefully, scrutinize their actions, and determine what it is that Usekh-Nemtet requires of me.
As I walk through the hallways, taking care to avoid any humans who may be lingering, my thoughts cannot help but focus on the possibilities. Are they to be allies? Enemies? I resolve myself to the idea that the better thing to dwell upon, for now, is securing the artifact. There is something about this place, something in the air that smells of ruination and disruption to the orderly flow of Sekhem, something aside from the relic, less natural.
With this in mind, I enter the main hall. Entering from one side, I have an unobstructed path to the artifact, and I begin to head that way. However, at that moment, the others enter the room, separately, from other hallways, each of the two accompanied by a feverish-looking human. I feel the ancient magics within me react to their presence, and in that instant, instinct starts to take hold. Already wary, I begin to invoke the powers I wield in the name of Usekh-Nemtet, powers that will aid me in slowing the others and hiding myself from them, as well as confound the recording devices I am told are likely to be present.
At the last moment, I pause, and reconsider. If these others are to be part of the path laid out for me by the Judges, it is better for me to seek some understanding of their role now. Instead of unleashing darkness, I will call out, claiming the relic in the name of Usekh-Nemtet, declaring my obedience to the Judges. I shall see how these others respond, see if they show proper deference to the Judges and the Divine Order of which we are but the most humble of servants. I shall see why the dictates of fate have brought us together, and act according to the wishes of Judges, to enact their will upon whomever they have judged.
Only then will I be able to return to my rest, secure in my role as the servant of Usekh-Nemtet, and allow the rest of the Servants to keep watch over their world, until the day I am once more roused from my place in Duat to serve.