it lives , it breathes , and it insists that it is something
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.
[starter for @pharoahofthesun.bsky.social ] >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. +
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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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 +
A camp of romans down, around a few hundred Hastati dead. Yet, there is something different about these men. Some have animal features, like a minotaur but a wolf. They also didn't refer to themselves as romans either. Regardless, he's sifting through the camp trying to find marching orders, +
Even from in the coffin, he can feel it. The warmth of war. He can even hear the sounds of steel clashing against shields, the screams of the wounded, and the boom of boulders thundering across the wall. At first he struggled to get the coffin lid open, having to resort to kicking it open. +
Adrift. . . Darkness is all he sees. He once felt the warmth of life, now all that is left is the coldness of death. To come back from death felt akin to being born, feeling your limbs move one by one for the first time. A flicker, a flame, his sign in the afterlife. His people grow tired of +
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