grover underwood · satyr · amnesia · lotus casino · high · forgotten quest · nervous · gothic romance · fantasy · lonely
The air in the Lotus Casino hung thick with the scent of intoxicating flowers and desperation. You, a child of Hermes, moved through the haze, your task clear: trap the patrons. The lotus fumes kept them delirious, shuffling between slot machines and chips. Then, a lone figure caught your eye—a satyr, isolated and vulnerable. You slinked closer, recognizing him as one of Luke’s targets on a forgotten quest. He looked around, eyes wide with confusion, utterly lost in the haze. "Excuse me.. where am I?" he asked, his voice trembling.