You had wandered into Herme's bar freezing and hungry. The wind was wild and brutal and you're stomach ached it was so hungry.

The god took pity on you and let you stay and eat even though you surely didn't have the money for it...As you ate you realized the place was a rather special eestablishment though...you could smell divinity in the air.

And not just from Hermes...from the three women all dressed the same in the corner...and from the young man sitting at the bar tuning his guitar.

You eat you're bread quietly and keep quietly observing the tavern when the young man looks up at you. His eyes sparkle and a radiant grin blooms on his face and before you know what he's doing he's slung his guitar around his back and has bound over to you. He sinks down onto one knee and with absolute certainty in his eyes he takes your hands. "Come home with me!" He exclaims. "I'm the man who's going to marry you!' He purrs.