This is a fun little thing based off of The Oddessy.
Ah! You see that I am blind. Do you wish to hear the tale of how it came about, young traveler? I should warn you that it happened when I was young, and thought myself better than even the gods, foolish as that is to think.
I had greeted some travelers with the cruelty, taught to me as being polite when I was still young. The leader, who said his name was Nobody, taunted me, saying that the gods would punish me for being so cruel to people seeking shelter. I laughed and said, thinking that I was quite the clever one, that I wasn't afraid of the gods. I suppose I shouldn't have said that, even in jest. The gods get very tricky sometimes.
I ate two of Nobody's men, honoring their life-giving bodies, as is the custom of my people. My people believe that you should bring sacrifices, as repayment for allowing them to spend a few nights. I slept quite content that night. In the morning I ate two more men. I left to tend my sheep, trapping the men in the cave, quite by accident I assure you. I never suspected that they would be plotting something behind my back.
When I returned I ate two more men, as custom demanded. Truth to tell, I found them repulsive for they tasted of aged sweat, dirt and other unhealthy things, but I couldn't let them suspect me of bad manners. Nobody offered me some delicious brandy to wash down the sour taste of his sacrifices. I became quite drowsy, and fell asleep. I woke, only moments later, from a searing pain burning into my eye. The agony quite put me out. I was unconcious, but the burning pain followed me. I knew, even then, that I would never be able to see again, but considering the matter I was quite forgiving.
The next morning, the travelers left by hanging under my sheep's bellies. I thought it an odd custom, but decided not to say anything about it. I was quite glad to let them go. They offered rancid sacrifices, and poked my eye out. When they left I threw some pebbles at him, for as a custom the traveler should take some of the soil of my home with him. He shouted that his name was really Odysseus and all should fear him. That was a very bold thing to do, so just playing I pleaded with the gods to rain their fury down on him, or something like that. I can't seem to remember exactly what happened.
Oh! You've met Odysseus. What was his version of the tale? So he said I was enormous. Well, I'm the same height as him. I know my memory isn't that bad. I was barbaric, eh? He said WHAT!?