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<blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 7121518" data-attributes="member: 6777052">Throg and Hermione followed their noses and found the fish market eventually. Oddly, as well as fish, the venue seemed to involve oratory. A man was standing on a stack of upturned fish boxes declaiming poetry in an odd sort of sing-song way, as if the rules of metre were just getting started out and this guy was basically making them up. Hermione though he looked wise, though, so she waited until he finished and offered him a crate of haddock.Solong, for it was indeed he, peered at Hermione for a long moment, collected his thoughts and spoke in a Spartan dialect, which she found she could understand surprisingly well. &quot;Did your mother launch a thousand ships?&quot; he asked cryptically.Hermione was quite surprised by the question because Solong had guessed absolutely right and that was a bit disconcerting. You come thousands of miles to a totally strange city hundreds of years in the past, and practically the first person you speak to, knows more about you than you would care to admit even to your best friends. She formed her words carefully. &quot;Yes,&quot; she said.&quot;You didn't tell me that,&quot; said Throg, &quot;Did she do it with bottles of champagne?&quot;&quot;No, with her face.&quot;<img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/erm.png"&nbsp; class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":erm:" title="Erm&nbsp; &nbsp; :erm:" data-shortname=":erm:" />&quot;Your father was a great king,&quot; added Solong enigmatically.&quot;Hold on,&quot; said Throg, &quot;Who are you? Some kind of princess?&quot;&quot;I am that Hermione, aren't I? Daughter of Menelaus and Helen of Troy?&quot; she asked Solong. &quot;I wondered why my parents split up. No-one would ever tell me!&quot;&quot;What brings you to Athens, as if I didn't know?&quot; asked Solong. &quot;And by the way, thanks for all the haddock.&quot;Throg felt a little exasperated, not to say slightly annoyed by the smug superiority of this man they had been sent to find. &quot;Bah!&quot; he said and that just about summed up how he felt. &quot;Bah!&quot;.&quot;Hush, dear,&quot; chided Hermione. &quot;The Archon is an important man.&quot;It was Solong's turn to look worried. &quot;They made me take the job,&quot; he muttered. &quot;After that business with those wretched Megarians. I don't suppose, being a Spartan princess, you could intervene on our side could you? I know it's a lot to ask.&quot;&quot;We have a favour to ask first,&quot; she replied cautiously. &quot;It's this ...&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="BoldItalic, post: 7121518, member: 6777052"] Throg and Hermione followed their noses and found the fish market eventually. Oddly, as well as fish, the venue seemed to involve oratory. A man was standing on a stack of upturned fish boxes declaiming poetry in an odd sort of sing-song way, as if the rules of metre were just getting started out and this guy was basically making them up. Hermione though he looked [I]wise[/I], though, so she waited until he finished and offered him a crate of haddock. Solong, for it was indeed he, peered at Hermione for a long moment, collected his thoughts and spoke in a Spartan dialect, which she found she could understand surprisingly well. "Did your mother launch a thousand ships?" he asked cryptically. Hermione was quite surprised by the question because Solong had guessed absolutely right and that was a bit disconcerting. You come thousands of miles to a totally strange city hundreds of years in the past, and practically the first person you speak to, knows more about you than you would care to admit even to your best friends. She formed her words carefully. "Yes," she said. "You didn't tell me that," said Throg, "Did she do it with bottles of champagne?" "No, with her face." :erm: "Your father was a great king," added Solong enigmatically. "Hold on," said Throg, "Who [I]are[/I] you? Some kind of princess?" "I am [I]that[/I] Hermione, aren't I? Daughter of Menelaus and Helen of Troy?" she asked Solong. "I wondered why my parents split up. No-one would ever [I]tell[/I] me!" "What brings you to Athens, as if I didn't know?" asked Solong. "And by the way, thanks for all the haddock." Throg felt a little exasperated, not to say slightly annoyed by the smug superiority of this man they had been sent to find. "Bah!" he said and that just about summed up how he felt. "Bah!". "Hush, dear," chided Hermione. "The Archon is an important man." It was Solong's turn to look worried. "They made me take the job," he muttered. "After that business with those wretched Megarians. I don't suppose, being a Spartan princess, you could intervene on our side could you? I know it's a lot to ask." "We have a favour to ask first," she replied cautiously. "It's this ..." [/QUOTE]

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