Tyros of Hellas
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In this coffin lies the reformed ashes of a warrior to rise once more as a Phoenix. Only when the time is right, when the ember of rebellion and independence begins to flicker, will the coffin open. From there, the warrior inside will know what to do.
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𝘊𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥!
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"I did. I have not seen such splendor before ever constructed this far from my home. This would put the kings of even now to shame." He greeted back, standing next to his side.
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it lives , it breathes , and it insists that it is something
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+ "So this world is. . .what? A mirror of our own?" The specter Grikolos spoke in his mind. "Yes, it would seem so. Still it puzzles me on why I am here. Hopefully today will bring answers."

There, shrine is all remade, now to meet the Pharaoh.
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>The Web of Conspiracy<

The sun arises on a new day, the mortal people starting to wake up or are already awoken. Tyros can be found still in his given room, attending to his little shrine to use in the case he would need to summon another once more. +
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+ nothing of it, Tyros. Now I can give Phobos the good news you are not gone." She chuckled lightly, soon flying off and vanishing into the cold night air.

He does not need sleep, he has past a coil requiring that. He will rest in the meantime, and await to meet the Pharoah in the morrow.
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+ that last part. The coffin you come from, and your soul, are hidden from anyone, even other gods. Someone of immense power must have found you and brought you here for some reason, and I feel it bad."

"I thank you, noble Athena, for your help." Tyros bowed his head to the Goddess.

"Think +
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+ you through that prayer. I will work with the other gods to see if we cannot find a way for you to come back home."

Tyros nods to the owl. "Then in the meantime, I may as well help these people overtake their invaders, and find our who was responsible for tearing me from my world."

"Especially +
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+ Macedonian Ptolemy dynasty. Yet that is not the case here. There are more people with animal features than there are in Pan's little grove."

"These people, they refer to this Greece as Minos, are the Olympian gods there the same?"

"That I cannot know for certain, Tyros. It's a miracle I found +
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+ here?" He asked.

"No, not at all. This is not our world, something or someone had brought you here for some unknowable reason."

"May you tell me where this here is? I have never seen a civilization like this."

"From our world, this place would be known as Egypt, under the rule of the +
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+ flickers out by a gust of wind from the window, prompting Tyros to look over. An owl with the bluest of eyes sat on the perch staring at him, as Athena's voice speaks to him in his mind.

"There you are, Tyros. We've been wondering where you were." She spoke.

"Wondering? Was I not meant to be +
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+ Began his prayer to her in greek.
[Translation:]
"O wise and valiant Athena, daughter of Zeus, I call upon your name. I seek your guidance in these lands, alien and warm. Grant me your wisdom, your advice and knowledge, tell of me why I have been brought here and not to Greece."

The candle +
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The candle has been lit, the offerings made. He could not ask of Zeus' assistance, king of the gods. He had done nothing yet to earn his presence. Ares may only be called upon to give Tyros strength in battle, he would be just as lost as he is. With the last of the offerings to Athena placed, he +
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fromthegallows.bsky.social
you're not really human , are you ?
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we're all stories in the end
just make it a good one
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i'm just a ghost out of his grave
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He appreciates the gesture and will have to get used to having a servant, as Periokoi soldiers like him were not given servants unlike his Spartan betters. For now, he gets himself settled into his new holdings and begins to fashion a small altar to begin some form of connection to Olympus.
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+ that or the gods themselves."

"Right, right. Why the h e l l would servants be privy to a matter only kept under wraps by the gods? Not only that, BUT WHERE IN THE NAME OF MARATHON ARE WE!?"

The specter makes a good point. He'll have to be knowing of that later, right now there's a war to win.
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+ waited long enough in that little headcase of yours to know that even Nemesis still needs to work out a few kinks with her process. I mean, who the hell were you talking to before you popped outta that box, eh?"

"I assumed some form of being from Olympus, not a demigod but a servant to either +
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+ Hoplite."

Grikolos, a specter from the River Styx commissioned by Hades to keep an eye on Tyros and report his progress. "One day you'll have to accept the fact that you are not Hellenic. The sooner, the better."

"Grikolos, I had told you to wait until I call upon you." Tyros responds.

"I +
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It'll take some time to get acquainted to his new bearings, but at least the silence is welcomi-

"of Hellas." A voice oh so familiar to Tyros speaks in a mocking tune. "You're still on about all of that 'I'm a Greek' bit? It's a miracle how a Thracian like you is even allowed to be considered a +
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That much made sense to him, rising from his feet.
"Very well, sir." Maybe being in the palace can help him get a better understanding of this world, and maybe when he is done here to send him back to his own.
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+ unable to take damage nor to be reasoned with. In this state, he can rip a man clean in two, or send one flying tens of miles like a rock from a sling.
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Barbarian Rage:

"REMEMBERWHOYOUARE!REMEMBERWHOYOUARE!YOUARETHRACIAN!YOUARESAVAGE!REMEMBERWHOYOUARE!"
- Spirits haunting Tyros.
It's bad enough one specter haunts Tyros, but to have hundreds, maybe thousands screaming in your mind, it'd drive you mad too. Tyros enters a state of savage rage +
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+ is only much one man can do even against Rome's armies. It wouldn't hurt to get a little help from Olympus, even if it is them lending a weapon.
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God Summoning/Divine Intervention:
"In the end, Tyros, you will be still mortal. You will still end up dead and back to the Fields of Elysium once more. For a price, you may call upon only one of us to aid you, but only for a short while. Earn our favor."
- Zeus
Zeus is right in this instance, +