I just finished explaining to someone about weaving. I turned around and saw a mysterious broad shouldered figure barging towards me.

He stopped, shouted at random people, then carried on barging his way towards me. As he came closer, I could identify more and more of this strange man, he had scars all over his face, blood dripping from his arms and  blood shot eyes.

He screamed across the open plan area, “How dare you treat yourself like a god. You are not immortal! You shall treat us with respect, this is your first warning, your second… Well you’ll probably find out later in your life.”

This startled me.  As soon as I heard this, I listened to half of the warning. The other half I wish I had.

 Which Greek deity has arrived to deliver their warning?