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"So, Adeimanthos," Demetrios questioned, eating fig before washing it down with a fine glass of wine. "They tell me that you're quite the soldier." The man nodded respectfully. "Yes, Archon. I learned from my father. He had been a lieutenant of the Archon during the time when the Polemarch...

The people of Thespiae were ones of bitter hearts and far reaching, long remembering minds. They never forgot a grudge, and nor did they pass up opportunities to take a swing at those who had done them wrong. And these days, that was the people of the Inner Periochoi. Once upon a time...