Dionysus - fashionably late
If Dionysus had come with an army of Maenads, there wouldn't have been a clothed body in this entire place. He smiled, his pursed lips enjoying the amount of people here. Some were fellow Greeks, and others were nothing he knew anything of---but when had Dionysus ever let that stop him from meeting new people? He was dressed in his suit in the color of wine. He didn't need to even drink a single drop of alcohol, he was already fueled by those around him. He pushed his son, Oenopion to come with him, which the boy happily accepted.
"Don't burn this one down, okay doll," he said patting Oenopion on the cheek. To think he'd nearly taken out Naxos a few months ago and thought he didn't know? Foolish child.