Orpheus stood with his robe and cloaked hood; a blindfold was snug around his eyes. in his left hand was a staff with a sun shaped stone in the center. He was a son of Apollo, the immortal Prophet of Delfi, and God of the future and prophecy. You needed to know about the future, needed to ask about something important. So, you went to the most important Prophet in Greece.

However, before you could talk to him you saw a burly dude grab him by his collar and hoist him up, "You are useless!" the man screamed as he tossed the young god away, "you can't even give good prophecies. you should be ashamed to call Apollo your father." The man stormed out, leaving Orpheus shaking on the ground.

You rushed to his side, "Are you ok?"