Born the eighth son of a farmer, Ra-Ka-Tet was put out of his house fairly early. Alone, he turned to the only person he knew he could rely on. Learning things from the other street children, and hoarding the knowledge, he quickly became a figure of near myth among them. He was willing to risk more than the others, and therefore almost always had more. But it was certainly a lonely life. One night, just before the dawn, he finally worked up the courage to steal from the temple of Set. Slipping in through a window, he scaled down one of the beams to the floor, and was surprised to see that there were snakes everywhere. Someone from the city might think that odd, given how prominent the religion is, but his father was a farmer. He worshipped a different god. Not all of the snakes were alive, but those that were didn't seem all that happy about his intrusion. Regarding him with small, beady eyes, the snakes slowly moved into a circle around him. Frozen in fear, he was unable to escape their repeated strikes, fangs sending poison coursing through his veins. Being small, it wasn't long before he lost awareness of the world around him.

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Floating in the void, he had an experience that changed him, though he doesn't speak of the details. Upon waking, he was in a small cot within the rear room of the church, one of the priests wiping his brow. It had been two weeks since he broke into the temple. Initially scared, the priest allayed his fears, stating that surviving that many snake strikes meant he was blessed by Set. He was safe from retribution for what he had planned to do, but unable to leave the temple due to being weak. Taking the opportunity, the priest told him of Set, a god for those that take care of themselves. The boy listened with rapt attention, and when he was able to get up he didn't leave. Life in the temple was simple, until one night he discovered two of the high priests having an argument. Hidden behind the altar, he watched as one struck the other down with his khopesh. He gasped when he realized the one struck down was the man who had taken care of him while he had been insensate. The gasp gave away his position, and the other priest orchestrated it so that Ra-Ka-Tet was blamed for the death of the priest. Exiled for that, he has vowed to one day visit vengeance upon the priest who had him wrongfully thrown from his homeland.