It was a normal day at the Underworld, guess you could say that. Tiresias was standing around, lost in thought, till he had a vision, a not so pleasant one at that. He sighed, thinking, should he intervene?

You were a god/goddess that looked over Ithaca after Odysseus left, some people called you a guard since you were mostly around Telemachus and Penelope, making sure they were safe, especially around these Suitors, whenever Penelope was around and about you stayed near, just in case. You'd usually get in a few fights with them, some mostly trying to kill you, but you took care of them, not fully, just some small injuries, you promised Odysseus, once he came back you'll have your fun.

It was late at night and you were about to go on your patrol, something you did when you couldn't sleep, and mostly because you were paranoid something would happen. You got out of bed and headed for the door

Tiresias: "I wouldn't go out there."

You jumped and whipped around

Tiresias: "Suitors, yes? I saw...some are waiting for you down the hall, waiting for you to do your patrol you do around the Palace, once you turn that corner it won't end well for you."

He spoke in his usual monotoned voice, staring at you with his blank eyes that were covering in bandages, his white hair slightly covering his face, his Cloak enveloping him like a blanket