There is another new Creature in the form of the Jackal King who is found in the Revive Pyramid. He therefore is not a seasonal Creature although he appeared today as well for the first time. He required more Tokens to revive than any of his predecessors as follows:
Jackal King:
7 Grey Tokens
7 Purple Tokens
6 Green Tokens
10 Blue Tokens
5 Red Tokens
The sheer number of Tokens required for this one makes one aware of the wisdom of continuing to sacrifice dupilcate Creatures even when one has exhausted the Revive Pyramid List. A new Creature could be added at ANY time!
In Creatures of Olympus, the seaonsl Thanksgiving Creatures are the Roman Turkey and Autumn Fairy. As the Roman Turkey is an old seasonal offered once again, its habits and parentage were known. Use a Bull and Eagle. Breeding time is 2 days. The Autumn Fairy, however is new and I wanted her very badly before I have to go into hospital for an operation... I got her today using Eagle and Fish. Breeding time is 24 hours. So very pleased and hope it will be a good omen.
Finally, at the end of this week, two more Creatures were released. In Egypt, the Creature is to be found in the Underground in the form of the Scorpion King. He is bred from Scorpion and Ha and breeding time is 1 Day 22 Hours.
In Creatures of Olympus, the Creature is in the Water World and is the Coraline Stallion. No one yet has logged either the breeding combination or breeding time for this one. One hopes we will have a few days to solve the mystery and obtain this delicate new sea creature.
Thanks to Silver Elf for Scorpion King breeding time.
Tutanbarley and John Barleycorn
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The oldest form of brew is Barley Beer probably, made from emmer barley. One of the most ancient legends from Canaan is about the god Mot and his sacrifice at the hands of the goddess Anat. It is one of the oldest poems about the seasonal Sacrifice of the Eternal God/King and it features the God of the Underworld, Mot by Anat.
'She seizes Mot the son of El,
With a blade she cleaves him;
With a shovel she winnows him;
With fire she parches him;
With a millstone she grinds him,
In the field she sows him.,
His remains the birds eat.
The wild creatures consume his fragments,
Remains from remains are sundered.'
It is, of course, the most ancient rite of Sacrifice of the Grain and its resurrection through the planting of the seed
The legend of John Barleycorn is English rather than Egyptian. It is a myth of Eternal Sacrifice and there is an old folksong about the rite.
'There were three men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try.
And these three men made a solemn vow,
John Barleycorn must die.
They've plowed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head,
And these three men made a solemn vow,
John Barleycorn was dead.
They've let him lie for a very long time,
'Til the rains from heaven did fall,
And little Sir John sprung up his head,
And so amazed them all!
They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day
'Til he looked both pale and wan,
And little Sir John has grown a long, long beard,
And so become a man.
They've hired men with their scythes so sharp
To cut him off at the knee,
They've rolled him and tied him by the way
Serving him most barbarously.
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks
Who've pricked him to the heart.
And the loader he has served him worse than that,
For he has bound him to the cart.
They've wheeled im round and round a field
Til they came unto a poind,
And there they made a solemn oath
On poor John Barleycorn.
They've hired men with their crabtree sticks
To cut him skin from bone,
And the miller he has served him worse than that,
For he has ground him between two stones.
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl
And his brandy in the glass
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl
Proved the strongest man at the last.
The huntsman he can't hunt the fox
Nor so loudly blow his horn
Without Sir John Barleycorn.
In Creatures of Olympus, the seaonsl Thanksgiving Creatures are the Roman Turkey and Autumn Fairy. As the Roman Turkey is an old seasonal offered once again, its habits and parentage were known. Use a Bull and Eagle. Breeding time is 2 days. The Autumn Fairy, however is new and I wanted her very badly before I have to go into hospital for an operation... I got her today using Eagle and Fish. Breeding time is 24 hours. So very pleased and hope it will be a good omen.
Finally, at the end of this week, two more Creatures were released. In Egypt, the Creature is to be found in the Underground in the form of the Scorpion King. He is bred from Scorpion and Ha and breeding time is 1 Day 22 Hours.
In Creatures of Olympus, the Creature is in the Water World and is the Coraline Stallion. No one yet has logged either the breeding combination or breeding time for this one. One hopes we will have a few days to solve the mystery and obtain this delicate new sea creature.
Thanks to Silver Elf for Scorpion King breeding time.
Tutanbarley and John Barleycorn
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The oldest form of brew is Barley Beer probably, made from emmer barley. One of the most ancient legends from Canaan is about the god Mot and his sacrifice at the hands of the goddess Anat. It is one of the oldest poems about the seasonal Sacrifice of the Eternal God/King and it features the God of the Underworld, Mot by Anat.
'She seizes Mot the son of El,
With a blade she cleaves him;
With a shovel she winnows him;
With fire she parches him;
With a millstone she grinds him,
In the field she sows him.,
His remains the birds eat.
The wild creatures consume his fragments,
Remains from remains are sundered.'
It is, of course, the most ancient rite of Sacrifice of the Grain and its resurrection through the planting of the seed
The legend of John Barleycorn is English rather than Egyptian. It is a myth of Eternal Sacrifice and there is an old folksong about the rite.
'There were three men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try.
And these three men made a solemn vow,
John Barleycorn must die.
They've plowed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head,
And these three men made a solemn vow,
John Barleycorn was dead.
They've let him lie for a very long time,
'Til the rains from heaven did fall,
And little Sir John sprung up his head,
And so amazed them all!
They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day
'Til he looked both pale and wan,
And little Sir John has grown a long, long beard,
And so become a man.
They've hired men with their scythes so sharp
To cut him off at the knee,
They've rolled him and tied him by the way
Serving him most barbarously.
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks
Who've pricked him to the heart.
And the loader he has served him worse than that,
For he has bound him to the cart.
They've wheeled im round and round a field
Til they came unto a poind,
And there they made a solemn oath
On poor John Barleycorn.
They've hired men with their crabtree sticks
To cut him skin from bone,
And the miller he has served him worse than that,
For he has ground him between two stones.
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl
And his brandy in the glass
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl
Proved the strongest man at the last.
The huntsman he can't hunt the fox
Nor so loudly blow his horn
Without Sir John Barleycorn.
