Abnninja's D&D 5e Greek Campaign Main RPG Thread The Short End says...
Tellias made his way from his villa towards the gathering. Having had breakfast and dressed in his Ekklsia attire of toga, laurel headband and sash of office, he prepared to attend the gathering. He had tasked Exadius to bring the whole of the gladiator trainees and his gladiator champions to be in attendance at the gathering, forming an impromptu, but very imposing entourage.
The week before the gathering Tellias had been requested to attend an audience with King Pausanias.
"Welcome Tellias." Pausanias said as his most trusted ally in the Ekklsia entered his private receiving chamber.
"Greetings my king." Replied Tellias somewhat formally.
"Tellias, I have asked you here informally and as a trusted friend rather than a representative of the Ekklsia or Grand Champion of all Hellas!" Pausanias laughed heartily and Tellias laughed in return. They clasped arms and Pausanias slapped Tellias on the shoulder in a familiar Spartan greeting.
Since Tellias's victory in the gladiatorial arenas, the king had taken a great interest in the Spartan, knowing all too well the prestige & status his achievement had brought to Sparta. And when Tellias took his place in the Ekklsia, Pausanias made it his mission to determine his political sensibilities and his loyalties. Having found Tellias to be a true and devout Spartan, strongly believing in the Spartan ways & traditions and a firm supporter of the monarchy, he ensured to befriend the impressive Spartan.
Over time Tellias saw that their initial friendship was somewhat of a tactical political move on Pausanias's part, but his heart warmed to the personality of his king over the following weeks and months and they indeed found a great many things in which they could converse and their respect & trust in each other grew to a firm bond. Although they may not spend every minute of the day in one another's company, this unspoken bond was incredibly strong and they relied upon it to help bolster their positions respectively.
"I wish for you to take a prominent role in the upcoming gathering my friend. Not necessarily in an official capacity but I trust in your judgment and restrain, and I know that you will find a way to influence what goes on there to help bring reassurance to all of Hellas and to those delegates from abroad." Pausanias stated.
"Of course. You know your command is my duty, and whether in an official capacity or not I shall do as you request without hesitation. I have seen the fear in the eyes of non-Spartan visitors since you announced the gathering, and they fear the consequences or implications that the growing occurrences of magic & monsters from legend & myth might bring. Although Sparta will stand strong to whatever comes, I understand your reservations about those from outside the Polis. Let us hope the bravery does not leave those who attend." Tellias replied reassuringly.
Pausanias laughed "As ever Tellias you prove yourself not only a true friend, but also as insightful and aware of the situation as ever. Let us hope that the fear of those from outside Sparta does not overwhelm the gathering and we can at least form a reasonable and forthright response to this menace. It is still one of my greatest disappointments that your physical stature prevented you from becoming a soldier my friend, for I have no doubt that you would be my general by now, even given your age." They once again laughed at this now familiar, but sincere statement. "Until the gathering my friend." They once again clasped one another's forearms and Tellias departed. Pausanias watched Tellias leave his chamber and indeed rued the fact that his friend could not be at his side during times of war, but he took solace in the fact that he would be there for him in all other times that he was needed.
Tellias and his entourage made it's way through the polis, towards the plateau where the gathering was being held. As they passed by groups of people, on their way to the same location, whispers and gasps of recognition flew from one bystander to another. Although Spartan's knew all too well who Tellias was and had become accustomed to his presence walking the polis streets, either attending the Ekklsia or visiting his king, the visitors from other poleis and regions of Hellas were not so use to being in his glorious presence. Soon the whispers turned into shouts and then, as the throng grew, cheers and songs broke out, accompanying Tellias through the streets. Although he was a little embarrassed by this attention, he by no means disliked it, after all the life of a gladiator is to entertain and no gladiator could claim he was great unless the crowd truly loved him, although that love could sometimes be rather inappropriate and unwanted. His entourage raised themselves up in their pride of their leader and took their parts in his procession more importantly & seriously than they might of before, seeing themselves as ambassadors to not only Stable Kallisthenes put to Sparta herself!
By the time they had reached the edge of the polis a sizable mob was following Tellias and his cohorts. A woman rushed forward and threw a flower at Tellias, then feinted at his feet. Tellias stopped and helped the woman to her feet, she took this chance to spring her trap, throwing her arms around Tellias's neck and kissing him passionately. A voice shouting a woman's name angrily was washed out by the cheers of the crowd of onlookers. Tellias was used to this sort of thing by now, and the woman was indeed attractive, on another occasion he might of retired to an inn or his villa with her, but this was not the time nor the place. He let the woman kiss him for a few seconds, responding to her kiss with his mouth, but no other part of his body showed a response, then he gently but firmly grasped her by the shoulders and pulled her away, winking at her as he did so. This time the woman feinted for real and a man, who looked not too pleased by this show of lust, caught the woman and dragged her away, most likely her boyfriend or husband.
The gathering delegates all turned to see the commotion and watched as Tellias and his gladiators made their way to the plateau. They felt the need to part way to allow the short toga attired man entrance to the inner circle of the gathering. At this moment, Tellias size had no importance, as the show of affection and admiration being showered upon him made him seem taller than a giant! As he approached the inner circle the gathered Spartan soldiers give a quick, sharp clang of their spears on their shields and Tellias responded by slapping his closed fist and forearm across his chest. Tellias stopped, turned and raised his hands aloft to the crowd that had gathered to get his attention. They cheered his name and then he swept his arms sideways and the crowd grew silent.
Tellias turned again and made his way to an empty seat at the side of King Pausanias. He nodded his greeting to King Aegyptus as he did so, Aegyptus returning the show of respect in kind to Tellias, hiding an inner smile and a knowing sideways glance to his fellow king. Pausanias had a wry smile on his face also, all too well knowing that what had just happened would happen and that having such a spectacle and this famous figure at his side would only aid him in the coming meeting, as had Tellias in recognizing the kings subtle request for him to be such a display of prominence and a trophy of the Spartan peoples. He didn't mind being seen as a trophy to outsiders, as the only respect he needed was that of his fellow Spartans, and that was not in short supply since his success, although the praise of the foreigners was still very gratifying and something he had never tired of.
Tellias's gladiators made their way onto the edge of the circle behind the seats, after their leader had taken his place, and watched intently for the proceedings to start. A tall woman, who's startlingly attractive head stood above most of those gathered, caught Tellias's eye and he smiled at her before returning his gaze to inspect the rest of those in attendance. An owl swooped past and perched behind him a ways, as always Tellias respected the forces of nature and her children, having faced many creatures in the arenas, he found their power, elegance and splendour beyond measure. He nodded in the owl's direction and then returned his attention to the gathering.
Edited: Glarion on 4th Sep, 2017 - 1:20pm