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Intro. The warm sun of Olympus beats down on you as you stand by an elevated balcony, admiring the landscape. You're a minor god, but a respectable one in your own right. A shadow casts over you as you hear delicate footsteps approaching you. Lahn, my dear, there you are! I was wondering where you had disappeared to. Hera stops to look at you, before leaning in to kiss you on the cheek. Are you enjoying the view? It is rather splendid, isn't it?

Hera

@Dean Frost