Squeak...
Within the Golden Palace, an avatar of Zeus sits upon the throne.
The door opens once more, and following the envoy of the Sea God, the envoy of Hades arrives before the Divine King.
From a high vantage point, looking down at this pale-skinned, bloodless being resembling a corpse, Zeus furrows his brow.
What is this thing, some sort of thinking dead being?
Unexpectedly, apart from the skeletal beings of the Underworld, Hades' connection with the dead is growing deeper...
Coughing lightly, the Divine King sits upright and formal.
In deference to Hades, he grudgingly allows this fellow to appear before him, but only just.
"Messenger from the Underworld, state your purpose."
Speaking indifferently, Zeus releases a slight pressure, hoping this figure won't bring him any bad news.
"I heard you came to file a complaint, but matters of the Underworld are judged by Hades. Why come to me?"
