July 15th Home of Alexios and Lykaon Chora of Delphi Ancient Greece 3:30 P.M. The lone figure stood behind a table underneath a sheer blue fabric canopy that was hung over the area behind his house that doubled as his apothecary, the heat from the afternoon sun beating down upon him despite the overhead cover. By Helios, its hot. I think that I must be one of the most foolish men alive to be making my medicines and poultices at this time of day. Lykaon, physician in the Chora of Delphi, glanced at the sky from his work through the thin veneer of the fabric, wiping his glistening brow with the back of his hand as he stood by the table outside of his house. He squinted in the bright sunlight, raising his hand to shield his eyes from the glare, deep in thought. He was momentarily startled by a soft snore that came from somewhere down by his feet, chuckling as his eyes flickered downward. The sound was coming frome Hyperion, the wolf-dog pup that they had found a
October 20th
Outside of the Chora of Delphi
Ancient Greece
429 B.C.
7 P.M.
The sky was dark, a thin sliver of watery moonlight shining down on the lone figure below, making his way toward the burial site some distance away. A soft breeze blew, fluttering the crisp, orange leaves on the trees lining the side of the road, kicking up small puffs of dust along with the hem of his himation slapping against his ankles.
Alexios sighed as he made his way slowly up the hill, his hazel eyes fixed on the small grassy knoll ahead of him. His left arm hung limply at his side, his hand tightly clutching the iron ring that was attached to a small lantern,
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10:30 P.M.
Lykaon stood at the railing on the balcony on the second floor, his fingers wrapped so tightly around it that his knuckles were white. The night was dark despite the thin sliver of moon that cast shadowy rays down below, rumbles of thunder rolling somewhere in the distance. It was, he bitterly reflected, a perfect summation of his current mood.
He looked up into the black sky, despair and anguish flowing around him as he stood there, cursing himself for what seemed to be the hundredth time that night. This was not how he had planned the evening to go and he couldn't shake the awful feeling that he had just lost Alexios forever. T
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The Chora of Delphi
On the way to Lykaon's home
7:54 P.M.
Alexios quickened his step as he walked through the darkened streets, torches burning brightly intermittently in copper sconces fixed to the outside walls among homes in the outlying Chora. He waved at passersby who, after a moment, greeted him warmly much to his amazement. Still others, who knew him better, stopped to chat with him briefly before, with good wishes for himself and Lykaon and for the favor of the gods, they parted and he continued on his way.
Perhaps Lykaon has helped with this acceptance since you wouldn't expect people to be so welcoming to a mercenary. He blushed s
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6:30 P.M.
Lykaon hummed a soft tune as he went about preparing dinner, making each dish with the utmost care. He'd closed up shop a little earlier than he normally did this evening so he would have time to prepare the food before Alexios arrived.
Oil lamps around the house glowed softly in the darkness as he busied himself putting the finishing touches on the dinner. Thanks to the kindness of three of his neighbors, Lykaon didn't have much to do in the way of preparation but he took his time arranging the meal on ceramic platters and placing them close to the couches on the circular table.
He stood back, frowning as he looked at the arrang
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October 16
3:30 P.M.
Alexios rode through the woods on the hills six miles outside of the Chora, Phobos breathing hard as his hooves clattered over the rocky outcrop. He had been riding since early this morning and he was anxious to get to the Chora of Delphi before nightfall but that seemed unlikely as he could see the stars beginning to poke through the twilight colored sky. He sighed as he spurred the tired horse on with his leather-booted heels.
Phobos snorted, warm air hissing through his nostrils as he shied to the left, lifting his legs and pawing the air with his hooves. Alexios gently pulled on the reins, making soothing noises to
428 B.C.
October 16
Home of Lykaon
Chora of Delphi
Greece
5 A.M.
The singing of birds woke Lykaon early that morning and he lay there for some time listening, a sweet smile spreading over his face. This was his favorite time of the day and he relished the sweet song for awhile as he lay there.
He opened his bleary eyes and blinked a few times in order to clear the cobwebs of sleep, running his fingers through his dark brown curls. Thank you, O Divine Pasithea, Mother of Morpheus, for having brought me through the night.
A few minutes later, he was fully awake, sitting up and swinging his legs over the bed to touch the rug on the floor, ros