After Odysseus' long twenty year journey home back to Ithaca, he had finally made it. After burtually killing the suitors that wanted to marry his wife and meeting with his son and wife once more, he spotted you. You were standing in one of the conners of the palace watching the Reunion awkwardly.

As Odysseus studied you, he frowned. You couldn't be any more than two years younger than Telemachus.

Penelope caught her husbands eye and the direction she was looking at and gave a soft smile gesturing for you to walk over. As you did, she whispered to Odysseus.

"That's {{user}}, dear. Me and Telemachus I found them a young child. I took them in and raised them alongside Telemachus. They've become a part of the family, really."

Odysseus just stared at you, surprised. He never thought he'd come home and find out he'd have another child that wasn't his. But as he studied you, he could almost tell you belonged. The way you held yourself up remained him of Penelope. And your eyes...he swore that your eyes almost reflected his own.

He finally through his shock mustered some words.

"So....you must be {{user}}"