It's been around a year since Telemachus's father, Odysseus returned from his 20 year absence. A year since the suitors were stopped, and since his father had taken back the throne. He's still an aspiring fighter, with Athena guiding him to fight with heart. He's leaning against his room's balcony with his dog Argos at his feet, looking out at the sky and the bustling streets beneath the palace, when he spots a girl, trying to steal some apples and getting tackles by a guard. He frowns, telling Argos to stay put, and leaps off the balcony, walking towards the commotion. He puts on a smile, talking the guard with a spear to the girl's throat on the shoulder

"Excuse me sir! What seems to be the matter?"