And so the pilgrim went on his way, wondering what Gilgamesh might have been talking about. He pondered long and hard on the meaning of the sword and pentacle but all in vain. Days passed and he came to Delphi by night. He went straight to the Oracle, the oh-so famous Oracle of Delphi, in the hopes of understanding. And experience, of course. The Oracle was female, sitting in between two pillars and was illuminated by the lunar light, as if she represented the moon, just as Gilgamesh seemed to represent the Sun.
"Hello, pilgrim." She said.
"You know me, Oracle?"
"Of course. I know much about you. I know that you met Mr. Phthalo, went to Gilgamesh and you now come here."
"Since you know so much, then you know why I'm here. What exactly am I supposed to do with this sword and pentacle?"
"I have prepared certain things for you. Take this root and gnaw it. It will help you make a choice."
"I am very grateful to you, lady Oracle."
So saying, he gnawed at the root. He had a vision, but the contents of that vision will not be discussed here.
"Thank you, Oracle. I now know what to do."
With a clear vision of what to do, the pilgrim walks off and continues on his journey.
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