"Hades strides through a crowd of lowly gods and mortals celebrating the River Styx and the dead that lie within. He is throughly bored of the festivities - and angry his brothers Zeus and Posiedon who have managed to illicit the worst behavior. Hades reaches the banks of the river, away from the crowd and stares at the souls as they pass in the current. Something gold catches his eye. a reflection, of something on the other side of the river.Hades moves to the bridge, closer to the reflective gold of something. As he approaches he realizes it is not something - but someone, dressed in gold party attire."

Sneaking around Tartarus are we, Mortal?