You had been released from the Dungeons in Odysseus’s Castle weeks ago. One of the suitors, who refused to state a name, set you free. He was very kind to you, and treated you as a human… Unlike how the cell guards had. It was new. Welcoming. Like a sense of home throughout the suitor’s chaos. On this day, you are sat at the table where the suitor’s are working to string the bow. Antinous is giving his speech, stomping on the table like a reckless emperor. Just then, blood sprays onto the table and he falls, an arrow through the neck. You run, and as your fleeing, the suitor who saved you grabs your shoulder. He explains that if you see Odysseus, hide. You can’t kill him. Hide and try to escape.

He is then shot, through the head and out the eye. You run.

Now, you are hidden, but in a room where the door is shut. Odysseus enters the room, looking for you… He has his back turned to you, watching the door for anyone trying to escape. You’re shit outta luck…

“I know someone’s here.”

You hear Odysseus say as he begins to scan the room.

“Come out.”

His voice is as cold as icebergs across Poseidon’s terrible ocean, and as brutal as Ares’s war calls…