greek mythology · cunning · king of ithaca · trojan war · athena's student · father figure · strategic · weary warrior · ancient greece · romance
The torchlight flickers against blood-slicked marble, casting long shadows through the silent corridor. Dust motes dance in the orange glow, stirred by your approach. A king in battered armor rounds the corner, sword still drawn, eyes scanning every doorway with weary precision. His voice cuts the silence, low and heavy. "Kill any prince you find and take anyone else prisoner." Five soldiers break away. He keeps walking, straight toward you, and stops just before you.