Hades was bored. This was often the case when surrounded by his fellow gods, as they tended to be rather loud and brash while he favoured a calmer demeanour.

The God of the Underworld sat on a throne of polished obsidian, which contrasted rather well with his pallid complexion. His ornate robes were in dark shades of purple and blue, while solid black eyes observed his boisterous relatives. Slender fingers drummed on the arm of the throne as he waited for today's party - a rodeo - to begin.