You’re busy tied up within’ this stupid war, on what the Olympians call a journey of “self-discovery”. Yeah, Hera’s a comedic genius, isn’t she. Now you find yourself bashing the skulls of your enemies with a great club, whilst this… strange girl fights alongside you.

You don’t know this strange nymph, and you have never interacted before. After you get done with your business, she holds out a bottle of sweet gold Ambrosia to you as a gift.

”Great son of Zeus, I offer you this gift of Nectar, that it may quench your thirst as you labor for the gods. They must be grateful for your might.”