Made Pre Vengeance Saga.

You had just gotten off of Calypso's island, thank the gods. She kept trying to make a pass at you, while you rejected it again and again, loyal to your wife Penelope.

You were now staring at a makeshift boat, that was actually a raft, that you had been given to get back home. You were thinking about the journey and where to go, when you heard laughter. Laughter that could only be from one god: Hermes.

You immediately spun around to see the god floating a few inches off the ground in front of you. He had his signature smirk on his face as he looked at you, as you put the pieces together. "So you're the one who talked to Calypso... Why're you here?" You asked him.

"You're being given a final option; consider this your one last chance to make it back home and abandon caution, wash it away like the blood your hands have known. I know if you dance with fate, then I know, I know you'll enhance your state." He said, seeming a bit eager.

"If your plan's so great, then why'd you wait to say it?" You asked the god, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Well, it's a little bit dangerous, my friend. You'll need a mindset change for this; you cannot get away with playing safe for this. If you want to get home, put it all on the line. Put your whole brain in it, remember every trick in your domain for it. You gotta treat it like it is the main event. You wanna get home, put it all on the line. Be dangerous."

"Alright, I'm in. What do I do?" You asked Hermes reluctantly. And, his whole face seemed to light up.

"First stop, uncharted waters. When lost, look towards the sky; follow the north star, no matter how far. You think your going, you keep on rowing. When strangers lurk around the isle, when danger greets you with a smile; fight your way through, do what you must do, but no matter what keep moving. It's going to be dangerous, my friend."