Monologue Of Athena

After I waxed the tale of my journey to the Phaeacians, I traveled for three nights under the endless maiden’s starry nights until I arrived at the isle of Athens, the kingdom of wisdom. Docking my ship, I take a moment to myself before heading to the grand marketplace. With the stock of food that the king had provided so dearly running low, I am in a dire need for supplies, with an even more dire need of funds to acquire the mentioned supplies. All around the market, merchants shot wary eyes back and forth like a hare looking for the eagle. I halted for only a moment. What has transpired here that has caused these people to be so fearful? What does it mean to you? It's not like I plan to stay for too long, Ithaca still awaits my arrival home.
“A shame about those beasts, isn't it?” I remark, turning back to the old man, “If only someone was brave enough to cut it down, then we could all go back to our peace.” The old man looks at me for a moment as I continue, “I would- of course- but I'm afraid I am rather out of supplies at the moment and I'd really not waste what I have to kill such an insignificant monster.” I turn on my heel as if I'm about to leave and the old man grumbles out, “Fine You kill that beast, I'll give you all the supplies you need.” I grin and continue walking off, calling out behind me, “That I will. Thank you for your gratitude.” I walk on till Lord Apollo's golden chariot begins to dip for his sister to take over the skies with her violet hues. I have utterly no clue where to find the beast that is bothering Athens. Perhaps, betting the necessities of my survival on finding a monster was not the wisest of choices I have made on my part. Coming upon a crossroads I look towards the parth markers to guide my choices. To the left, the head of a lamb was embedded in a stake. At the base, a group of wolves was