The Thoth Quadrilogy

A Raunchy Mythological Comedy

I Went To The Apocalypse And All I Got Was This Codpiece

Hey, it’s me, your pal Thoth, ibis-headed ancient Egyptian god of writing and magic. Like any good narrator, I’m actually a part of this story. I’ve been infatuated with the bovine goddess Hathor since I can remember. The problem is, she wants nothing to do with me and my birdy self. I have my own way of dealing with rejection, but can you believe my brother Set is a frustrated incel who takes out his rage on the world? He’s bent on the destruction of humanity! He even enlists the help of ancient mummified pharaoh Djet to set off a plague that reflects the depravity of his perverted soul…

Then there’s Akins, nerdy human Scribe living in Thebes who finds himself caught in the middle of all of this. A man after my own heart, he’s spent his life devoted to his craft and suddenly Set’s insanity turns his world inside and out. He’s gotta put up or… well, not shut up. More like he’s gotta put up or die. Same goes for Water Lily, apprentice to the renowned Apothecary Safiya. She just wants to learn her trade in peace. But instead of customers and mortars and pestles, the former street rat finds herself to be the last bastion of hope in the struggle for the very world!

No pressure!

The Weighing Of The Heart: A Cautionary Tale is an introduction to Andrew Marc Rowe’s Thoth Quadrilogy comedic mythology series. If you like ribald jokes, quirky gods and heroes, and irreverent interpretations of myth and philosophy, then you’ll love Andrew Marc Rowe’s ridiculous adventure.

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Sunny With A Chance Of Riveting Action, Divine Magic, Dirty Philosophy, Side-Splitting Laughs, and Existential Plagues

Your ripped yet birdy pal/narrator Thoth here. Again. Well, my brother Set has gone and done it - he's set off the plague to end all plagues, all because he could not get over his incel-based rage. But all is not lost, because when it comes to the end of the world, there always seems to be an asterisk attached, invariably some hero who wrecks the villain's plans for domination and... yawn. Whatever, I'm not even interested in unpacking my brother's psychology here. You'll have to read the book for that.

On the one hand, we have party pooper Set and his mummy pal Djet, intent on making things... bad. On the other, we have Akins and Water Lily, two unlikely dreamers who must do what only ancient myth-based heroes can do: save the world by traveling to the underworld. On the third hand - wait, no that's not right. But on the third appendage, there is a host of Ancient Egyptian deities, ranging from my unrequited love Hathor to the no-nonsense feline Bastet to the wondrous Goddess of Truth Maat to... speaking of pooping, have a look at Anubis, God of Death. Sheesh, what happened to you? Again, maybe read the book.

When things get hairy, I transmute them to feathery. I'm the Lord of the Alchemists, after all. And my acolytes Akins and Water Lily are going to need all the help they can get if they're going to travel to the seediest and raunchiest place in the multiverse, the Duat, and pull of the heist of Eternity when they steal the Feather of - hey, wait a minute. What am I doing, exposing the plot here like a pervert in a trenchcoat?

How many times have I gotta remind you to read the book?

The Great Feather Caper: A Divine Send-Up is the second book in Andrew Marc Rowe’s Thoth Quadrilogy comedic mythology series. If you like ribald jokes, quirky gods and heroes, and irreverent interpretations of myth and philosophy, then you’ll love Andrew Marc Rowe’s ridiculous adventure.

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Let’s Give It Up For Everyone’s Favourite Poo-Eating Insect!

Yo, yo, yo, what’s up, folks! ‘Tis I, Thoth, your favourite ibis-headed fourth-wall-breaking divine narrator. We’re back for more, with considerably more coprophagia. But this time… it’s personal.

There comes a time in every god’s life when he must look in the mirror, consider the choices he’s made, and

*braaaaaaaaaaap*

Sorry, that was me. Some of the burrito from El Frijol Triste coming back for more. You know, the one full of chocolate, the stuff you’re not supposed to give to dogs… that I fed to my shaggy headed friend Anubis, leading to him spending an eternity on the can in the Hall of Maat? Yeah, he’s none too happy with me.

Nor is Maat. Nor anyone, really. I’ve made a few enemies during the apocalyptic end times, and there are more than a few plagues to go around. Someone has got to clean them up, though, which is why I’ve got my champions, Akins and Water Lily, to help. And it looks like we’ll have some aid from a few new members of Mom and Dad’s pantheon… like Khepri, the scarab-headed god about to chow down on stinky dinner. Or Khonsu, the weird moon-headed guy who…

Well, I’m not here to spoil it, but I am here to soil it. Which is actually part of the clim-

Why don’t I just do what I did last blurb and remind you to read the book?

Kiss Of The Scarab is the third book in Andrew Marc Rowe’s Thoth Quadrilogy comedic mythology series. If you like ribald jokes, quirky gods and heroes, and irreverent interpretations of myth and philosophy, then you’ll love Andrew Marc Rowe’s ridiculous adventure.

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