Ah, yes, the Land of the Dead. If I did not have to contact Tiresias, I would never have set foot in that literal hell…
When I reached my destination, I spilt the blood of a ram in order to talk to the old blind poet. He told me that I have many challenges to overcome, yada yada yada, I have to go to the island of Helios, don't touch the cows... Alrighty then... and that some guys were eating my beef jerky and flirting with Penelope...
Nope. Not letting that happen.
Oh well. I'll kill them when I get home.