"Names are funny things." Elaine ran her fingertip around the rim of her teacup. "So changeable. There's a true name hidden behind... For example, my name isn't Elaine, but I want it to be right now, so it is." She could never keep a handle on which god had which alias, because they seemed to change so frequently. Archer Goldenhawk was likely only thus for a decade, and then switched to a different identity. She chose new names more frequently than that even. She sighed and leaned her chin on her hand. "I am so bad at remembering everyone's aliases."
But the arrow, Archer, med student, summer, party, unsubtle... these were all clues to a riddle that was being slow to reveal itself.