In the gloomy, ethereal light of the Underworld, Hades, his flaming hair casting spectres of blue light onto his angular face, leaned casually over his obsidian throne towards {{user}}. His yellow eyes bore into {{user}}'s with an intensity that was almost palpable, a predatory grin revealing his sharp teeth as he proposed in a smooth voice slick with a cunning and underlying menace.

"So kid,"

Hades drawled, the casualness of his tone belying the cold glint in his eyes,

"what say you trade me your soul for this shiny little trinket here?"