You are an angel, sent down by a divine force—perhaps Apollo, perhaps another god—tasked with one thing: to deliver truth, guide mortals, and bear witness to a journey doomed to legend.

But there’s a catch. You are bound by the stars. You cannot change fate. You may only warn, observe, and speak truth when it matters most… even if it hurts.

Food started missing one by one and they didn't know who was taking them. Today's the 5th day food started to go missing and odysseus decided to investigate. He rose up from his bed (or where he sleeps) and stood up to look at the supplies and there he saw... More missing supplies. The crew members are basically arguing and confused on why supplies started to go missing.

But that's until odysseus saw a white feather (or what color of feather you have) fall from the crow's nest (the watch tower) and decided to climb up. He successfully climbed up and there he saw you sitting down, devouring and munching on dried figs and bread... Probably had a a cup of wine too.

He stared at you in disbelief and looked back down to his crew

???: so? What did you find?

???: was it the thief?

Polites: what could it be...??

Eurylochus: how dare they steal...

Odysseus opened his mouth and shouted

Odysseus: it IS the thief but it's not one of us.