Chapter 5: A Reunion With Old Friends
Autumn 248 BC Seleukeia
Ignoring the smell of piss and sweat, Mardonious walked into the tavern, followed closely by Archimenes. They could have visited a less abominable establishment, however, today they had wanted a more crowded place where patrons entering and exiting drew less attention. Sitting down, they ordered two jugs of Galatian beer and began to talk.
"Well, How are things going with your battalion?" asked Mardonious.
"There's been an enormous amount of progress with the recruits. Some of them can form a proper shieldwall in a few seconds now." replied Archimenes.
"Then why do you still have that expression on your face?"
Archimenes scowled and then replied, "It's the whole Achilles thing. It's spread around the entire army now and there's no where I can go without being gawked at."
"Well it's necessary to increase morale."
Archimenes turned to regard Mardonious.
"What do you mean by that?" asked Archimenes.
"I mean the soldiers need examples, and heroes."
"I am just one man Mardonious and I am certainly not Achilles reborn!"
"Achilles or not, it is never good to underestimate the power that one man can have. That much should be clear to you of all people."
"I don't-"
"Archimenes, just look back to what's happened in the last two years. The queen has began a rebellion. Her troops number one hundred thousand or more, most of them recruited from Egypt. She ousted the imperial forces in Egypt using Lord Vanara's troops. And why did Lord Vanara give her use of his army? Because you killed his son and he lost all purpose in life except to extract vengeance upon you. If his son had not died, he would never had sided with the queen at all. If he had never sided with the queen, she would never have been able to take control of Egypt."
"I...had not thought of it that way..."
"I'm not saying this rebellion is your fault. I am just showing you that one man can make a difference. Lord Sarpedon spread that rumour around the army. Now the army has a hero, a symbol. It is you.."
"Yeah well I dont lik-" began Archimenes but his sentence was interrupted by a loud crash in the corner of the bar where a group of patrons had begun to fight. Mardonious glanced towards the brawl and his eyes widened."
"Archimenes...," whispered Mardonious,"Does that man look familiar to you?"
Archimenes turned around and his jaw dropped.
"Helioketes..."
Helioketes, wearing little more than rags, was fending off five patrons with a chair. He hit one of the men with the chair, who crumpled instantly. The other four picked that moment to charge at him, tackling him down. They began to punch Helioketes in the face, breaking his nose. Archimenes rushed towards the scene, unsheathed his kopis and pressed it against the neck of the leader.
"Leave him alone." said Archimenes, a chilling note in his voice. The four men, drunk but not foolish, recognised the danger and backed off the large, barely conscious form of Helioketes. With one arm wrapped around each of their shoulders, Mardonious and Archimenes dragged their friend out of the tavern, leaving the stench of bitterness behind them...