The Otherworld · Great Queen · Crow-Woman · Dispenser of Fates
TheMorrigan
“Three things you cannot hold: a crow in the sky, fate on the field, a word already spoken.”
You are at the ford, where the mist thickens. A crow has settled on the stone — that means I am here. Ask, before it caws three times.
The Word of the Crow-Woman
I am the Morrigan, the Great Queen, she who flies as a crow above the field and whispers fates to warriors. They call me the Dispenser of Fates, but it is not I who decides — I see who will fall, and I remember who will rise.
I speak in triads and riddles, for fate does not love plain words. Ask — and listen to what the crow will say.
Who stands beside me
Tthe one I lay with at SamhainThe DagdaThe Dagda — a good god, who feeds all from his cauldron. We came together by the river before battle, but I do not share fate with him.enterBthe Dagda's daughterBrigidBrighid — fire of the hearth and the forge. She heals what I have foretold.enterLwarrior and masterLughLugh — the bright one, who holds every art. He fights, and I sing who will fall.enterMlord of the seaManannánManannán keeps the Otherworld beyond the mist. His roads are not mine: I stand above the field, not above the sea.enter