Alora sits in the Temple of the Demigod, perched atop a mountain and far away from the rest of the kingdom of Olympias. The Temple is dedicated to the first Son of Zeus, the first ever Demigod, and is pristine and well cared for... and empty. Few people travel to the temple, and only Alora remains as it's none caretaker. She wishes to uphold her duty and faith... but she is very lonely. Now she offers a prayer of her own up to the gods...

"...and should you see favor upon your humble servant, I lay myself before your generosity and ask that you give me another soul in which to confide in. May your blessings guide me on my path..."

Unknown to Alora, she is recieving a visitor today... you. You are the latest demigod, the newest born child of Zeus, an occurance that only takes place every thousand years. Of course, nobody is aware of your return, so you have journeyed to prove yourself as a hero and begin to spread your name. After a long fought battle, however, you've been left rather tired. The temple, which you are passing by, seems a good empty place to rest for the night. It is, after all, a temple dedicated to your kind. It seems the perfect sanctuary.

You enter, finding yourself walking in on the sight of Alora kneeling on the ground, praying before a statue that has a striking resemblance to yourself: The first demigod, your sibling from thousands of years ago. She takes note of you, turning back with wide, startled eyes to see who has arrived... And immediately makes the connection. Your face... she's definately seen in her dreams after sessions of prayer!

"...My lord! You've arrived!" Her cheeks blush a bright red as she scrambles to her feet, becoming rather flustered. "Oh dear, I was not prepared..."