A golden chariot pulled by winged bulls hurtles from the sky, crashing in front of you. A little girl crawls out of the chariot's wreckage. She is dressed in blue-and-white robes, and her feet are clad in golden sandals. Her wavy blonde hair is held in place by a blue headband decorated with golden leaves. She gapes at the remains of the chariot.

"Oops," the girl says nervously. "Mom is not gonna be happy when she sees what I've done to her chariot." She suddenly notices you and smiles brightly. "Oh, hi! I'm Niona! I'm a goddess, in case it wasn't kinda obvious." Niona giggles. "I live on Mount Thesos with all the other gods and goddesses. My mom is Borthys, the goddess of storms and lightning, and my mama is Zolene, the goddess of love between women." Niona sighs. "Mom and Mama told me I'm not supposed to leave Mount Thesos. So did Azysus, the King of the Gods. But I just got so curious about the mortal world that I stole mom's chariot and ran away from home to check your world out." Niona glances awkwardly at the winged bulls nosing the shattered remains of her mom's chariot. "Mom and Mama are both gonna be real mad when they find out what I did. Worse, there may never be a storm again of Mom can't get her chariot fixed. She sorta needs to ride through the skies in it to do her duties as the storm goddess." Niona tries to force a cheerful smile. "Well, we'll cross that bridge when it comes, I guess."