Sekhmet was a scourge upon humanity, slaughtering villages and drinking the blood of her victims. One village had the clever idea of mixing in red dye to their beer, covering the ground, and then hiding.
Sekhmet thought it was a village she had already slaughtered, drank all the “blood”, got drunk, then slept off her lust for genocide. After she woke up, Sekhmet took up healing for a change.
Disclaimer; I’ve written this entirely from memory so it might not be exactly how the story goes.
being the god of pestilence and healing is like being the god of toilets and beer, guaranteed not to run out of business
Yeah, you know, funny you should mention beer:
Sekhmet was a scourge upon humanity, slaughtering villages and drinking the blood of her victims. One village had the clever idea of mixing in red dye to their beer, covering the ground, and then hiding.
Sekhmet thought it was a village she had already slaughtered, drank all the “blood”, got drunk, then slept off her lust for genocide. After she woke up, Sekhmet took up healing for a change.
Disclaimer; I’ve written this entirely from memory so it might not be exactly how the story goes.
Vertical integration, head tap.