![]() ![]() Stubble lines his square chin, and beady, unintelligent eyes rise up at the sound of your collective arrival.Īgamemnon grunts, before moving to his side. A deep, red wood catches your attention, and sitting behind it, head bowed with irritation is a shaggy haired man, large of build. The space is filled with endless stacked towers of tablets, surrounding and even lying a great desk opposite to those flaps. But you are willing to hold your tongue for now. ![]() Which makes sense - where Apollo can reach, he can see. Within there is no natural light of Apollo, burning even through the canvas like so many other tents. Yourself, Medea, and the Kings and Princes present at the retelling each nod to the bowing guards, walking in through the opened flaps of the tent. To his side stands a warrior of equal stature - though how much of that is due to his suddenly expanding hair the same tone of color as your own, you cannot tell. His hair is shorn on the sides, and a notable peak is present upon his forehead. Both remove their helmets, and the first is revealed to be a tall, severe figure. Best not give him any more than necessary.Ī pair of hoplite wearing warriors stands guard at the thick canvas flaps marking the tents entrance. In hindsight, you think to yourself as you send a cautious glance towards the High King, that’s probably for the best given how many of Poseidon’s bloodline you’ve killed between yourselves. This deep into the territory of Mycenae, not even the ever present sound of the ocean’s waves can reach you… A secure location isolated from the remainder of the camp. In the rear of the great pavilion is a great canvassing of tarps, rope, and pillars. "Close curtain," I say simply, my lips twitching, as the Folio is shut and I turn to face my student. Two pairs of eyes turn away from the stage, locking down the humble narrator. The dog directs its attention towards Cassandra, and in tandem they turn their heads in a single direction. "Spawn of a peerless monster of the frigid north! But even beyond that, it is the sire which ought not be!" Her back straightens as a finger points at the animal. "Mighty indeed, this loyal creature is beyond anything which can scarcely be imagined!" The dog yips again, head swiveling and blurring, "Behold, the impossible! Behold, the unheard of! Lo, accompanying Nikolaos from the realm of Hades is the most guarded treasure of its depths!" Cassandra goes still as the dog yips a third time. "And lo! The mystery is revealed! For nestled within the motherly bosom of the Cretian Princess is a new hound, still a mere pup!" A blur of motion as the dog pokes its black and white furred head out from between Ariadne's arms. I will use any means to win." Purple eyes meet my own, an inner fire of resolve blazing within them. If I'm to keep up with my rival, then I must know what I must do, even if it shames me. But I am not foolish enough to ignore the possibility of growth. The young man nods seriously, "I…would prefer to think that I may be able to match him with my current abilities. "And you wish to know what that disruption may be?" "It happened again," Helenus' lips quirk in a frown, "And this time, I'm getting queried by others who felt this disturbance as well, who should have no business being able to detect such a disruption in this time, this place." But I can tell that it has impacted something close to me."Ī smirk, a knowing hum, "And yet ordinarily, you would prefer to leave the machinations of young Nikolaos shrouded, in favor of using your intellect to discern his myriad schemes." A sip, accompanied by the dramatic raising of an eyebrow, "What has changed?" "There is something… immense that has recently shifted things." The Traitor Prince begins, "I can't track it through my Oracular Gifts, and that would narrow things down only slightly. Every Successful Egyptian Pugilism Introduces a stacking debuff to Damage Threshold. To bring them low must not rely on providence and fortune, but the steady accumulation of effort and hard fought experience. Where stand the strong and clever, inevitably weakness must be introduced where it can not be found. When using a Melee weapon, Long-Bow, or Improvised Stick-like Weapon, all Checks with that Weapon are Combined Skill Checks with Unarmed: Egyptian Pugilism.Įgyptian Pugilism 60: Shattered Defenses: The Invincible Technique is not simply a style which seeks the proverbial chink in the armor. You had not realized that with the right grip… anything could be a stick. If successful, inflict the Blinded Debuff (-15 to Combat Checks) for the duration of the battle.Įgyptian Pugilism 40: Tahtib: It is the art of fighting with sticks. Egyptian Pugilism 20: POCKET SAND!: After seeing how useful the stuff is, why wouldn't you carry it with you everywhere? Begin every fight with an Unarmed: Egyptian Pugilism and Evasion: Trickery Combined Skills Check. ![]()
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