Awakening Mithra

The Grey Robes have awakened a sleeping god as had been done many times before.

Who wakes me?

We do.

What is your purpose?

To know what pleases you.

Do you seek my favor?

We do.

Do not deceive me. I am the enemy of deceivers.

We speak the truth. We seek the truth.

Then why awaken me? I am your imagining.

We conjure you. You are our Geist, their Egregore.

I am the response to your call.

The echo in the Mithraeum.