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Sciron the brigand On that trail there was giant man that looked remarkably like Sinis holding a battle-ax and sitting at the edge of the tall cliff. He was the notorious robber of travelers named Sciron. Sciron would command his victims to wash his feet, and when they were stooping down to do so, he would kick them over the edge of a cliff and down into the sea below where they were devoured by a man-eating turtle. Theseus was walking on the trail when he encountered the bandit blocking his way. - I am Sciron and these are my cliffs. To pass you must wash my feet as a toll! he said. - What would happen if I don't?, replied Theseus. - I will chop of your head with this ax, and don't think that puny little twig you're carrying will save you, said Sciron. Theseus smart as he was he pretended to be afraid of the bandit and plead for his life. |
- Please, do not kill me, have mercy on my youth. - Wash my feet and I promise to spare your life and let you pass. So Theseus sat down and started to wash Sciron's feet.
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| Cercyon the wrestler At Eleusis, then he met Cercyon, who compelled passers-by to wrestle, and in wrestling killed them. But Theseus lifted him up and dashed him to the ground. And after killing him Theseus ravished his daughter, like he had done previously with Sinis' daughter.
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Procrustes "he who stretches" Perhaps the most interesting of Theseus's challenges on the road to adventure came in the form of an evildoer called Procrustes, whose name means "he who stretches." This Procrustes kept a house by the side of the road where he offered hospitality to passing strangers. Theseus was on his way and near Athens (today's Dafni area) when it got dark and saw a large house up ahead of him. He decided to ask the owner for a bed for the night. He walked up to the door and knocked. A man came to the door and said: - Welcome young man. Come in, you look tired. My name is Procustes. I have a magic bed for you to stay the night on. It is exactly six feet long, but can fit anyone, be they short or tall. Theseus had been warned about a man named Procustes. His so called "magic" bed did fit anyone, but in an unpleasant way. If you were too short he would fasten chains on to your arms and legs and stretch you. If you were too tall he would chop of your legs until you were just right. Procustes led Theseus into the room where the bed was. Theseus
wrestler Procrustes for some time preventing the evildoer from pushing him into the bed.
Then our hero grabbed Procrustes and fit him into his own bed. Theseus lived up to his
do-unto-others credo, fatally adjusting Procrustes to fit his own bed he chopped off his
legs.
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