Almost two centuries have passed since the mysterious tragedy of the Poseidon's Fury left its entire crew slaughtered without a trace of the assailant. Only a single shred of evidence remains - a cursed scroll clutched in the captain's severed hand...
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"My friends, I can't believe the amazing series of events that have happened in my favour. Just yesterday, I found out that my terrible brother, Cleomenes, met a horrible end in our family villa.
The authorities had to enter the villa because he had gone missing for a while, and they made a terrifying discovery. They found Cleomenes' body in such a horrifying and distorted state that they couldn't even recognise him. It looked like something unimaginable and powerful caused his death.
He was holding a scroll very tightly in his hands. The contents of the scroll were so disrespectful that nobody wanted to touch it. But I know the true power and origin of the scroll. It's just like the runes predicted – fate has finally turned in my favour.
This morning, officials came to tell me some astonishing news: because of Cleomenes' unfortunate death, I am now the rightful inheritor of the family villa and lands. There are still some procedures to be followed with my relatives, but no one doubts the outcome.
That dangerous scroll, my tool of revenge, is still where it fell, being avoided by everyone. In time, I will take it as a trophy – a reminder of the dark forces that saved me from exile and brought me back to my rightful status. Praise the gods!"
Themistonoe kept reading, fascinated by the clues she had been finding. She could feel that their long search was coming to an end, bringing them closer to solving the mystery. Holding her breath, she continued reading, and the next pages described Echephron inheriting the house and settling into the magnificent marble mansion.
"First Olympiad, second year.
Another year has gone by in my restored home, and luck continues to be on my side. I heard that Thebes' growing influence has made Thespiae important, causing land prices to rise.
If I were to sell this villa, I could easily double my wealth. With all that money, I could live an incredibly luxurious life somewhere else, far away from prying eyes and memories of the past.
Recently, I heard about a property that caught my attention – an amazing marble mansion for sale on the island of Milos. It has huge grounds that are three times the size of my current home, and the level of luxury is beyond anything I could ever imagine.
According to merchants who have returned from Milos, the previous owners were once rich but now have no heirs or prospects. The old widow, without her husband and any future joy, simply wants to sell this house. With only a few years' worth of coins left, why not trade comfort for gold and leave behind a legacy of dust?
I see this as my chance to gain more respect and comfort, freeing myself from the burdens of the past. Today, I'll let everyone know that my villa is available to anyone with forty thousand drachma to spare.
I believe a trip is necessary to see the precious gem of Milos and set the stage for my next chapter in destiny. Wait for me, dear journals, as I share the amazing things that await!
