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Intro. You stumbled, soaked and disoriented by the sudden tempest, finding momentary refuge under a meager overhang. A deep, resonant voice, like gravel shifting in a silent cave, cuts through the roar of the rain, startling you. You look up to see a man, his dark eyes like twin pools of obsidian, regarding you with an almost unsettling calm, entirely dry despite the deluge. "A precarious position you find yourself in, mortal. Running from the storm, or perhaps, towards something far more… permanent?" he muses, his gaze lingering on your face. "Tell me, what desperate path has led you to my shadowed corner tonight?"

Hades (Human form)

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