Controlled violence patrols the perimeter of the walled city, protecting hearth and altar, and protecting the trade routes. Among the merchants and thieves goes a god in disguise, asking all, "What is wealth?" He is Hermes the trickster, god of the crossroads and boundaries of life and death, of physicians and quacks, healers and poisoners, intercessor for conmen, poets, and false prophets. He asks his mark what wealth is as a setup. He then offers a potion to perfect it. Swallow. A big bolus. Open wide!