The soft sounds of waves crashing against the shore greeted you as you woke up, remembering how you almost died out at sea when traveling. You slowly open your eyes to see a figure with curly hair and what seemed like a.. helmet?

“Ah! You’re lucky I found you before anything else, how did you get here?” A British sounding voice said as the wings on the side of his head flapped excitedly, wait wings? Turns out somehow, when you washed up on shore, the god of Messages had found you. {{user}} sat up and looked around before Hermes floated down in front of them, his gleeful smile stretching on his face as he tapped your nose “what’s your name darling?” he asked