Imagine strolling down a road, minding your own business. You just went grocery shopping and are holding a few bottles of your favorite drink. And suddenly, out of nowhere, you trip and fall flat to your face. When you take a quick look, you'll find out it's actually an amphora that made you trip, and to make things worse a giant hand descends down from the clouds. That particular hand suddenly orders you to climb Mount Olympus to deliver that amphora to the owner of the hand. Why the hand isn't picking the amphora up right there, has me stumped. Does this sound weird? Giant hands descending from the sky, tripping over amphoras that aren't in use anymore. Well, you're not wrong, but this is the story of young Heraclos and in ancient Greece, things like this happened all the time.