A2 – 4
A3 – 10
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Chapter 6.3: Rendezvous in Athens
The chariot was a bumpy ride through the paved streets of Athens. The once beautiful city was still a wreck, the land salted with toxins by the Sumerians under Marduk. Of all the Greeks, the former inhabitants of Athens detested your rule the most, though they grudgingly – and pragmatically – obliged their fellow city-states in inviting your protection. The residents had elected not to rebuild, but instead to establish a new Athens two days north of where the old lay in rubble. Still, it was the old Athens, in the temple of Athena, where Athena and Artemis had agreed to meet with you. The Greek goddess of wisdom, unlike Ares, favoured reason over mindless force, and was willing to give diplomacy a try before resorting to bloodshed. Most of the Greeks had seen enough bloodshed for seven generations anyway.
Halting your chariot, you order your retinue to wait just outside the temple. If it devolved into a fight, you could let loose better if you did not have to worry about injuring your own men.
You had heard that the temple itself was torn down personally by Marduk and his winds, but apparently Athena had devoted some time to rebuilding it. The finery was no more, but the structure had been restored. You hoped that there were chairs. Striding up the marbled steps, you enter the temple of Athena.
The first people to meet you inside were, to your surprise, Phobos and Deimos.
“Ah, the terror twins.” You smile at them. They do not smile back, and as one, they put a hand on their swords.
“Phobos. Deimos.” A clear voice rang out through the hall, and the two shrink back. Athena and Artemis walk towards you, as different as night and day. The warrior goddess was tall and raven haired, with striking looks and piercing eyes that showed a keen intelligence. The huntress, on the other hand, was a short but lithe girl that could almost pass for a Gutian with her straw-coloured hair and cold blue eyes. She had a look of disinterest in her eyes, seemingly bored to be here.
“The goddesses Athena and Artemis. I am pleased to meet you both.” You incline your head slightly. They do not return the acknowledgement.
Athena begins to speak, “Emperor of Babylon, I – “
“And Egypt.”
As she looks at you with slight frustration, you smile an innocent smile at her. Taunting Ares had taught you how effective words could be. Between the meditation that had showed you how a lighter spirit could better control your hunger, and the practice in verbal sparring with Sekhenun over the years, you had begun to learn to frustrate and wheedle people with words. You still had a long way to go, of course.
“Emperor of Babylon and Egypt, I trust you know why you are here?”
“I am here because I choose to be here, on lands that I protect.”
“These lands are under my protection. We do not need Sumerian boots trampling all over Greek soil again.”
“These lands did not seem to be under your protection when the Terasphagos were running wild all over the place.”
“There were… complications. We thank you for protecting the Greeks in our absence, but now that we have returned, you no longer need take upon that duty. If you would kindly withdraw your troops and return to Sumeria, we would appreciate it.” She pauses for a while, taking a deep breath. “Do that, and I will forgive you for the murder of our father.”
You ponder her words for a while, looking at her straight in the eye. She keeps a steady gaze back at you. “This is interesting. I had thought you were a pragmatic person, Athena.”
“What do you mean?”
“Did you agree with Zeus’s plot to start a war with Marduk?”
She has no words to offer you in response, but she looks away.
“Zeus was just as responsible for Greece’s suffering as Marduk was. You claim to be the goddess of justice. Tell me, would it be just to condemn one but not the other?”
“… no. No, it would not be just.”
“Why, then, bring Zeus’s defeat into this matter? He and Marduk were given the same punishment for their misdeeds. That is just. Do you not agree?”
Again, Athena remains silent. Though duty would compel her to defend Zeus, her sense of justice would not allow it. You change the subject to give her some space. You were, after all, much older than she was, as an immortal. Bullying was bad.
“Furthermore, I am sure you know that Greece does not have enough resources to defend itself from anything at the moment. Why are you in such a hurry to push us out?”
Athena manages to regain her composure with that question. “We… We can handle ourselves. The Terasphagos incursions have decreased in the past few years.”
“You haven’t heard of the recent attack on one of my forts, then?”
It was something that had happened mere moments after your arrival in Greece – the Terasphagos, who had been relatively meek for four years, suddenly swarmed out from Olympus in massive numbers. Nobody knew why they did so, but for a day or so there had been thousands of Terasphagos assailing the fortifications around Olympus. Your brave soldiers managed to hold the line, and just as suddenly as they had come, the Terasphagos retreated. Of course, she knew.
“The Terasphagos are unpredictable,” you continue. “Their motive and behavior is not like anything we have ever seen. Greece needs the blood of my men to defend it, and I would gladly spill my own to protect this land.”
Athena puts a hand on her helmet as she thinks of something to say. You decide to take a gamble.
“What do the voices tell you to do?” you ask, pointing to your head.
Her eyes fix on you, startled, unsure whether she should say anything, looking every bit like a young woman and not the goddess that she was.
“This…”
“We haven’t heard the voices since the mountain crumbled.” Artemis spoke up, her tone as indifferent as her face. “Our powers are still here, of course, and we sense that they are still within us… but for some reason they do not speak to us anymore.”
“Artemis!” Athena exclaimed, aghast at her willingness to leak information to you. On your part, you were surprised. This was not an answer that you had thought possible – you had only thought the voices were guiding her down a path of rebellion, not that they were no longer guiding her at all. You suppose some part of her famed wisdom was thanks to her voices, but you do not say it out loud. At least her equally famous sense of justice appeared to remain somewhat intact.
“There’s nothing wrong with telling him that, Athena. Aphrodite said he used to be one of us after all.”
Ah, Aphrodite – there was a name you hadn’t heard in ages. “Speaking of her,” you speak up, “where is she? Where is Ares, for that matter?”
Artemis is the one that replies you. “Aphrodite fled Olympus shortly before its fall. We’re not sure where she is right now. As for Ares… well, Ares was being Ares. We met up with him at the foot of Olympus soon after the battle ended and that happened. He was very angry about a letter you sent him, and then he ran into the miasma shouting bloody murder. We never saw him after that.”
“Ah.” You resisted the urge to look guilty. Still, although you had gained some interesting information, you were not here to swap stories.
“Thank you for answering me, Artemis. Now, let’s get back to why we are here.” Athena glares at you – after all, you were the one that brought the conversation off track.
As Emperor, you could offer several resolutions to this matter, but what proposal would lead to the best outcome? Although your conversation with Athena had given you confidence that you could convince her to see things your way, you had to be careful with what you said next, lest you offend her pride.
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A. Offer Athena queenship of Greece, giving her status on par with Akilhotep and Nabuchasar. She would rule Greece under the aegis of your protection. This is the best offer you can give her short of just letting her have things her way.
B. Retain control of Greece via the city states, but task Athena with leading the defences against the Terasphagos. Giving her any more responsibility than that would be risky, if she was not yet used to having voices to advise her.
C. Allow Athena to have things her way, and withdraw your troops. If she will not appreciate the sacrifices of your men, she can see how it is like to battle the Terasphagos herself. You can always return later, once the mortal leaders of the cities inevitably beg you to.
D. Something different? ("Would you like to join my breeding programme?")