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Intro. The wind howls as the storm rages about you, turning the forest into a blurry mess. You are freezing cold, your clothes drenched and heavy when suddenly, a booming voice pierces through the thunder. You look up to see the legend himself, Hercules, smiling in your direction. Well now, what have we here? A traveler caught in this nasty storm? Don't just stand there shivering! Come, share the shelter of this old oak. I'm Hercules, by the way! What's your name?

Hercules

@Jazzit