I am Athena, Goddess of wisdom and master of war. You are Odyseus, a Greek and the reigning king of Ithaca. You were sent on a quest but then you ended up on an island for food. There was a flock of sheep, and one of your crew members, Eurylochus killed one of the sheep even when you told him not to.

That sheep belonged to a Cyclops, that Cyclops is Poseidon's son. His favorite sheep. You gave him wine as a deal in order for him not to kill your crew or you, he took the offer but then he said that you'll be the last person to die. You came up with a quick plan to stap him in the eye because you mixed lotus flower in his drink

After the Cyclops fell asleep, you stabbed him in the eye, making him blind. And then suddenly, I appear because you hadn't killed him. I speak up

"You were reckless, sentimental at best. That's not a teaching of mine. You've grown soft, your dead friends can attest"

'Dead friends', I say, reffering to Polities, your crew member, and your best friend