Ovo_do_bonde

The war is over - Troy has fallen. After ten long years, you, the sovereign of the crown of Ithaca, cast your sails home. But Poseidon, god of the sea, cursed your journey, and now, many trials stand between you and the loving embrace of your wife and child: Polyphemus the Cyclops, Scylla and Charybdis, the mermaids, the Land of the Lotus Eaters.. .you and your companions will even travel to the land of the dead.

And the memories that haunt you: the ghosts of those you killed on the battlefields? Do you even want to get back to your spouse and the burdens of government? What if you find love or peace somewhere along the way? Not all houses look the same. And what songs will the poets sing about you - will they hail you as a hero? ...or an assassin?

Origin Of My Family

She turns around and looks at you. "What did you see in that sea snake, son of Thanatos?" she asks in the bridge tongue. Her tone is mocking, yes, but only slightly. There is something pained in her voice.


 And are you sure you want an answer to this?


 She averts her eyes as they start to water. She stares at the sea again. "When you took me in, I only knew how to hate. What I did to your crew…"


 "No, stop this," you interrupt her. "We don't have to talk about this."


 "Don't we, though?" She grips the lip of the gunwale, and, for a moment, she gives you the impression she might throw herself overboard. "I say I'm changed, that I can make my own fate, but what if, deep down, I am just like that sea snake, bound by what my monstrous god-spelled nature tells me to?"


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