During the fourth of his labors, Hercules sought shelter in the cave of Pholus, one of the rare centaurs of truly good character. Pholus welcomed him warmly, laying out every comfort his home could offer.
At Hercules’ request, Pholus hesitated before a great sealed jar. The wine inside had been given to all centaurs by Dionysus himself — communal and sacred. Pholus warned his guest. But Hercules pressed, and the kind centaur could not refuse.
The moment the seal broke, divine perfume rolled across the mountainside. Maddened centaurs came running from miles around, armed with rocks and torches. Hercules drove them off — at a terrible cost.
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Afterward, Pholus walked among the fallen bodies, puzzling over how small arrows could kill such mighty creatures. He pulled one out to examine it — when it slipped and pierced his own foot. The Hydra poison worked instantly. Pholus was dead. Hercules buried him at the mountain still called Mount Pholoe to this day.