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To your surprise, the sea foam doesn’t dissipate, but instead congeals together as it continues to push out above the water. The unmistakable form of a chariot, encrusted with barnacles and festooned with ocean vegetation, rises above the cresting waves– unbelievably, the chariot is drawn by a team of four dolphins, and within the chariot itself – a trim-ankled goddess. She is nearly as tall as Thetis was, her face flawless, her eyes emerald, and with luxurious, cascading auburn locks descending nearly to the water. She is clothed with exquisite robes of white; they have the look of frothy seafoam, and only barely obscure her obviously voluptuous figure. Immediately, your mouth is dry with desire – unlike Thetis, this goddess greets pleasantly with a warm smile, and the heat of her regard is at once scorching and intoxicating; there is a stirring beneath your cloak and chiton that you immediately do your best to tamp down with all of your discipline. Only after a stunned moment do you notice that she is accompanied in the chariot by a tall boy of clean limbs – a child god, and almost certainly the son of the goddess, unless you are completely mistaken. The boy-god has the same emerald green eyes as his mother, and curly, flowing hair of almost identical shade.
“Hail mortal!” she cries out to you in lovely tones of ringing crystal, and you do your best to remain calm. You desperately corral your wits, racking your brain for her identity, before you come across it – of course, it must be Leukothea and her son, Palaimon; the daughter and grandson of Cadmus who were saved from suicide by Dionysus, and raised to godhood by his mercy.
“Hail, Leukothea Θαλασσομεδοισα – Hail Palaimon!” you reply, kneeling upon the bow deck, and averting your eyes, as is proper.
“Tell me mortal – what is your name? Whose boats are these, that Athene Μαχανιτις has arranged for swift travel through my waters? I give you leave to stand and gaze upon me – your proper conduct is recognized, but now let us speak eye-to-eye!” Ah – that explains your expeditions’ phenomenal speed through the Ionian sea – although why Athena herself would arrange for greater speed of your expedition escapes you. You gratefully stand before replying -
“I am Nikandros of Thessaly, son of Hippomedon, fair goddess of the sea foam. And these vessels carry the King of Sparta, Menelaus Atreides, as well as Odysseus Laertides, King of Ithaka. We travel to Ilion, to entreat King Priam and retrieve Helen of Sparta.” You are caught between terror and lust as you regard the sea goddess – you have no idea how she will react to this information.
>okay, /qst/ - I need TWO dice+1d20+6 rolls. +3 given Nikandros’s FOB, and another +3 context bonus because you’ve caught Leukothea the sea goddess is a good mood, and you’re interesting to her.
