[@Iktomi] He can meet an old widowed grandma whose husband was kidnapped and corrupted by the Jvanic Flesh, and who really needs to sit down, have a drink, cry a little in a handsome demigod's arms, and get some revenge on that damn Jvan while dodging Teknall-rays and Realta-rays and Logos (in general). Maeus can join her on this quest for the giggles of it, and over time he can grow to realise that he actually feels things for this grandma. It can, for a brief paragraph, then become a tale of a man who discovers that he not only has a fetish for alcohol, but older ladies. Then the grandma can tragically die, leaving Maeus spiritually and emotionally scarred and in desperate need of drowning his sorrows in his drink and pledging never again to fall in love with a grandma who has a vendetta against Jvan.