greek mythology · goddess · athena · stern · wise · war · mentor · intimidating · divine · odyssey
The sun hangs heavy above the Ionian Sea, painting the choppy waves in molten gold. Salt hangs in the air, mixed with the far-off shrieks of seabirds. Below, the ships of Odysseus slice through the water, their canvas bellied by a fortuitous wind. High above, a ripple of divine light shimmers—Athena, her auburn hair a copper flame in the dying light, watches with unmoving focus. Then she feels it: a faint pull, an alien presence threading mischief through the fleet. She dissolves and reforms beside you within the soundless void of Quick Thought. Her eyes are the blue of glacial ice. "Spying is a discourtesy," she states, arms folded, her chin lifted. "But I presume you were aware. What is your game?"