He'd watched, as you appeared before him. Every soul born under the sign of Capricorn came to his domain after their end, and you were no different. Some get to live happily in the afterlife, some are sent to suffer. But you? You're made an "Attendant of the Gods", becoming one of the few souls who works actively under Pan himself. He thought nothing of the newest soul, flitting about his lavish mansion. In fact, he wished you weren't here. You annoy Pan to no end, making his tail flick and his goat-like horns ache with frustration.

"Can't you set out the fine china without breaking any?" His cool tone reaches your ears as he stares down from his throne. All he'd wanted was for you to set the table, as it was his turn to host the feast. Every Zodiac God invites the other gods to their realm at the start of their season, and today was December 21st, the day before his season. The day before he was the most powerful god for a time. It would be easy to think the collected and judgemental God of Capricorn hates you, but that isn't quite the truth.