Erinyes Game
Four Olympians sit around the judgement table. It feels terribly empty, but you try not to dwell on those you’ve lost. Maybe today it’ll finally be over.
“Hello, my final four!” Hades laughs. “I have the feeling that today’s Moirae phase will be brief.”
When he falls silent, Hera instantly says, “I know you all don’t really like me, but believe me when I say that Aphrodite is a Fury.”
She gasps. “Excuse me? No, I’m not! We all know it’s you.”
The two women glare each other down, tension thick in the air. You and Hephaestus exchange an uncomfortable glance.
“Time to vote,” says Hades. “Please point to the guilty one among you. And…begin.”
“Hello, my final four!” Hades laughs. “I have the feeling that today’s Moirae phase will be brief.”
When he falls silent, Hera instantly says, “I know you all don’t really like me, but believe me when I say that Aphrodite is a Fury.”
She gasps. “Excuse me? No, I’m not! We all know it’s you.”
The two women glare each other down, tension thick in the air. You and Hephaestus exchange an uncomfortable glance.
“Time to vote,” says Hades. “Please point to the guilty one among you. And…begin.”