After a week, all in Ilium was ripping and rending and tearing and blood. A signal of Ulysses’ design, aimed to gradually drive to madness those that heard it. ![]() “Of course, they didn’t scan it for a soft, almost undetectable signal being broadcast. It was accepted, and joy was unconfined.” ![]() The statue was scanned for explosives, it was scanned for bioweapons, it was scanned for hidden soldiers. It was agreed, and to commemorate the historic occasion, a vast statue was commissioned, honouring Ilium’s past as famed breeders of horses, back when such beasts still existed. Peace and independence for Ilium, free from the city’s clutches. “Ten years into the siege, Ulysses proposed a solution. A war that Ulysses the soldier was determined to end.” It was a slow, agonising war of attrition against one of the best defended districts in the city. And so it was they found themselves fighting in the brutal siege of Ilium some twenty years past. ![]() “See, Ulysses the drunk was once Ulysses the soldier, and a high-ranking one too.
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