Aspasia, daughter of the mighty Axiochos of Miletos, came to wealth and power in the most unlikely of ways: by falling in love. But even having dominion over Perikles and the hearts and minds of all Athenians would not be enough. Her ambition demanded more. To know all. To rule all. Anything less would not be good enough.
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Machaon the Feared started simply enough - he sacrificed his wealth to Kosmos, but the god did not listen to Machaon's prayers. On a dark night, he sacrificed his only child. Then his servants. Nothing. So now, Machaon aimed to sacrifice all the Greek world. Kosmos would not be listening. A cunning spy in his midst, however, would be. | |||
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Life's greatest tragedy was that one could know the world and do nothing to change it... A rule that applied to all but Polemon. The Wise was the true architect of the war between the Delians and the Peloponnese. The Cult's reason for the war was simple: control through chaos. Polemon's was simpler: he wanted wealth and would stoke the fires of this war until every Greek son had died in battle. | |||
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Under Kosmos there was a unique man known now as The Silver Griffin. Unique not for his cruelty, but for his ability to make others carry out his cruel will. Those who knew him said he considered himself a teacher, of all things. He taught control to slavers, and to slaves, he taught submission. His tool in both classes was the same - the fear of death. | |||
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Ghost of Kosmos
The Chosen One
A god. A warrior. A hero for Kosmos. This was the image Deimos conveyed. Yet, behind the heroism was an aching pain from a lifetime of suffering. Flung from the cliffs of Mount Taygetos, raised and tortured by the Cult, forced to fight or die, the humanity in Deimos had died long ago. What remained was a weapon. A glorious, deadly weapon that even the Cult could not control.
Delian League
As was always the case with young men who were too pretty, too rich, or both, Brison lived as a weakling easily explited by others. In the Cult, he saw an opportunity to change all that. He would be strong, feared, and respected. In exchange, his pledge to Kosmos was this: he would torture and kill every person who stood against the Cult.
Eyes of Kosmos
Aside from profiting from both sides of the war, Elpenor served Kosmos in one way — destroying the chosen's bloodline. He did, after all, find Deimos' sibling on the dusty roads of Kephallonia, and rumours quickly spread that he was the mastermind behind what happened to the Wolf in Megaris. For a time, it seemed he'd accounted for everything and was unstoppable.
Hermippos, son of Lysis and brother to Myrtilos, sought to undermine Athens' fragile democracy at every turn. He was a vile, impetuous man, using the theater to accuse Perikles of cowardice, and to coerce Athenian voters to demand war. Secretly, he was much the same, working from the shadows to force Athens to fight Sparta head on.
There were those among us who had no sense of what was right or good. Take the man known only as The Master — a horrifying abomination in the shape of a man. He did not oversee his quarry or slave trade for financial wealth, but for the wealth of information that could be used by the Cult. Every merchant who traveled to him brought truth he could use and left with the lies he chose for them to believe.
The Cult sought out what was old, looting tombs and ruins like petty grave robbers. Few knew what they were looking for. With the looting done, they tasked Midas of Argos with destroying all traces of these ancient sites from history. By day, he was known simply as a wealthy, if ruthless, banker. By night, everything Midas touched burned to fire.
The Eyes saw all, but were lead by a woman few had ever seen. As one would expect, "Nyx" was only one of countless names worn by The Shadow. With these came entire personalities, lives, and histories. The Cult needed a nobody, a faceless agent who could be anywhere, and The Shadow was that Agent.
Sotera's many eyes saw all. Idle sailors trolling the sea, beggars meekly begging for coin — all might've been her agents. And all were deadly. Through this network, there was hardly a conversation that went unheard by her ears, or an opportunity that went unseen by her eyes.
Gods of the Aegean Sea
Heroes of the Cult
Peloponnesian League
The Silver Vein
The Centaur of Euboea pleged to Kosmos the wealth amassed from his copper trade. To trade in copper, however, one needed slaves. Many slaves. And so the cult sent the ships of lost souls to his mines... and to their doom.
Where some knew passion, or love, or warmth, The Chimera knew only cold calculation. The world was hers to exploit, and exploit it she did in the name of Kosmos. Her next target would be the artifacts hidden away in an ancient forge. Her slaves would unlock its hidden secrets, or face her wrath.
Epiktetos the Forthcoming's ship building taught him one lesson, if no other: waging a war is always more profitable than winning one. He stood to make a fortune from the tragedies of war... until Deimos made a bloody, horrifying example out of him at the Cult's mysterious gathering.
Machaon the Feared started simply enough - he sacrificed his wealth to Kosmos, but the god did not listen to Machaon's prayers. On a dark night, he sacrificed his only child. Then his servants. Nothing. So now, Machaon aimed to sacrifice all the Greek world. Kosmos would not be listening. A cunning spy in his midst, however, would be.
Life's greatest tragedy was that one could know the world and do nothing to change it... A rule that applied to all but Polemon. The Wise was the true architect of the war between the Delians and the Peloponnese. The Cult's reason for the war was simple: control through chaos. Polemon's was simpler: he wanted wealth and would stoke the fires of this war until every Greek son had died in battle.
Under Kosmos there was a unique man known now as The Silver Griffin. Unique not for his cruelty, but for his ability to make others carry out his cruel will. Those who knew him said he considered himself a teacher, of all things. He taught control to slavers, and to slaves, he taught submission. His tool in both classes was the same - the fear of death.