Awó Agbombo asked his three sons not to split up when he died — «there is a bastard among you, but do not divide what I leave». They quarreled and went to the Obá for judgement. On the road, an old man in white accused them of stealing his she-goat: each had described her without seeing her — one-eyed, wounded in the back, heavily loaded — reading the signs on the road. The Obá tested their wisdom, discovered through them that he himself was the bastard, and ruled: live united, so you may be great.
In the land of Boso lived Awó Agbombo, with three sons who were Awoses and Osainistas like himself, all of them children of Ojuani Obara. Feeling death coming, he told them: «The ashé of this Odù is in the she-goat. When I die, do not divide: live more united than before, so what you hold and your ashé will be greater. And take care: there is one among you who is a bastard — but do not divide what I leave over that». He died, and against his wish, the sons quarreled, throwing the bastardy in each other's faces, until the eldest, Akueti, said: «We are Awoses and this is a disgrace to Ifá: let the Obá be the judge». They took up their Ifases and set out along the great paved road, apart and not speaking to each other.
An old man dressed in white, with a staff, asked each of them about his lost she-goat. The first said a one-eyed one had passed — the grass was cropped on one side only; the second, that she carried a wound in her back — there were drops of blood on the brushed grass; the third, that she went heavily loaded with a great basket — her prints were deep on both sides. «All three of you have given me her marks and none of you knows where she is: you have stolen her», said the old man, and they went before the Obá. Having heard their explanations, the Obá made osode, this Ifá came out, and he ruled that they had not stolen her: that the old man should look for her on the road and give the three of them, in equal shares, from the money in the basket. That night the Obá lodged them and sent a servant to spy on them with the food. «The rice is done, but it is dirty», said the first. «The meat smells of dog», said the second. «It can all be eaten, but the Obá is a bastard», said the third. The Obá questioned them: the servant had not washed her hands after being with her husband; the lamb had been born of a ewe killed by a dog; and his own mother, weeping, confessed that he was the son of a slave, from when they believed her husband dead in the war — fifty years keeping the secret. The next day the Obá told them: «Your father was a wise Awó: what he said about the she-goat and the ashé you have already seen with Oshalufón's she-goat; and do not quarrel — I am the bastard, and I rule this town. Live united, so you may be great, as your father wanted». Eboru, eboya, eboshishe.