The Death of Patroclus

        Nestor let slip his suggestion to the favorite companion of Achilleus, Patroklos; don the armor of Achilleus to inspire the Achaians. We need a moral-booster; if we can't get the stubborn Achilleus back, then its the next best thing...if Patroklos will go for it, Achilleus will let him use his armor, and the men will believe it. Aias is tiring under the will of Zeus and Hektor has lopped off the head of his sea spear. Our defenses are weakening.

        The messengers tell me that Achilleus and his Myrmidon troops have entered the battle near the ships like wolves among lambs, (I am impressed with Patroklos' skill as actor and warrior), driving the Trojans into retreat. Drunk with triumph, they continue, forcing the enemy back towards the city. Where this will end is anyone's guess.

Hermes conducts the soul of Sarpedon into the afterlife.

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        Word has it that Patroklos is paving a path of destruction; he has speared Thestor, Thrasymelos, and even Zeus' son, Sarpedon. Hector then joined the fight for Sarpedon's body, seemingly with Apollo's protection, as Patroklos faltered for no apparent reason. Achilleus' armor simply fell away from his body; taking advantage of this lack of protection, Euphorbos threw a javelin between his shoulders and Hektor finished him with a stab to the belly. Brother Menelaos and Aias bravely guarded the body from desecration; Hektor grabbed Achilleus' armor. I am guessing that, by now, Achilleus has learned the bad news about Patroklos. If the defense of his favorite companion doesn't bring him into the battle, I don't know what will.

The body of Patroklos lifted from the field by fellow Greeks.

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Battle for the Ships; Zeus' Distraction

        We never thought the Trojans would leave the security of Ilion; now they sorely test our fortified ditches. I can only hope that they saw the eagle flying overhead, bitten by its intended prey, the snake, as a bad omen. Although we fight like the snake, the gods continue to favor our enemy. We were disconcerted when Zeus sent his son, Sarpedon, with splendid bronze shield and two spears, leading hordes of Lykians. The battle was at a standstill, even with the mighty Aias, but Zeus enabled the Trojans to finally break through our heavy gate, winning them the greater glory. Poseidon must have felt pity for us, as he turned our fear to strength as the battle continued.
        Even though we had some success, I still had a very bad feeling about this whole undertaking. While some may have considered it was cowardliness, I felt it was for the best that we got back in the ships, anchored in deep water for the night away from the fighting, and then headed home. Odysseus, again reinvigorated our fighting spirit and berated me for considering this plan. This must be the will of Zeus; Hektor declared that he would not return to Ilion until the Achaians were dead and our ships ablaze. How frustrating it is to watch from the sidelines, injured. Nestor thought we shouldn't fight, but Diomedes believes the wounded should rejoin the battle. It seems like the men are, just like Achilleus, all angry at me and unwilling to give it their all, so I just gave in; it seemed to be the will of the rest of the Achaians to keep fighting.

Ajax Defends Greek Ships Against Trojans

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        If only there was some way to distract Zeus' attention for a little while...we might be able to gain the upper hand again...

Annibale Carracci - The Loves of the Gods
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        It seems that a god must have heard my wish, as mighty Aias struck Hektor with a very large stone...some of the men tried to grab his body, but the Trojans got there before us. We were overjoyed that Aias rid us of that scourge but suddenly Hektor appeared again, as strong as ever. Spooked,  Danaäns headed for their ships, but Aias succeeded in rallying the men and then nobly defended the ship with a long sea spear.

        

Played by Zeus

        

        Although I had originally been completely confident of sacking Troy with what I believed to be the blessings of Zeus, I had now found my troops on the verge of defeat. Despairing, all I can ask myself is, "If the gods are now against us, what's the point of continuing?" Why, oh why, bother coming here just for the sake of one women! All this loss of life—it's hopeless—my fellow Achaians, we might as well just pack up and go home.  

http://www.greek-gods.info/greek-heroes/agamemnon/agamemnon-paintings.php

        It took young Tydides to shake me out of my panic, harshly reminding me of my obligations and the prophesy of Troy's demise; maybe Zeus is only testing my resolve! Tydides now, (and Achilles before him), challenged my authority to lead, but it was Zeus who gave me the scepter of power; its up to me to have the heart to withstand all opposition. Courage reclaimed, we feasted; afterwards, wise Nestor counseled to forgo the madness that caused me to dishonor Achilles. Of course! The Achaian resolve to win will be reinvigorated if we can get him back! I could return Briseus, and offer him countless riches and the hand of one of my daughters besides (which will make him my son-in-law); if only his stubborn pride does not prevent him from accepting his kings gracious offer. I will send the three emissaries, Phoinix, Aias, and Odysseus, and we will pray for the pity of Zeus.

The Ambassadors of Agamemnon Visiting Achilles

Auguste-Dominique Ingres - 1801

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          I was  not surprised when Achilles turned down my generous offer; not even for the sake of his own people would he return to the battle!  No matter. We still have other brave fighters, such as Diomedes and Odysseus, who boldly volunteer to spy on our Trojan enemy. First they captured, interrogated, and killed the Trojan spy, Dolon. With that information they were able to then sneak into the enemy camp, kill king Rhesus and twelve soldiers, and steal Rhesus' chariot and horses. 

Diomedes, Odysseus, and Dolon

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Goddess Athena counseling Diomedes before battle

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        The bravery and success of Diomedes and Odysseus has re-inspired the Achaians with the will to fight on. Accompanied by crashes of thunder from Hera and Athene, we beat back the enemy to the city walls. I slew Koön's brother and then Koön, himself, after he snuck up on me and stabbed me below my elbow. My injury was by then so painful that I had to withdraw from the battle. The rest of the Achaians continue on, but the enemy is strong. The unrelenting Hector is finally repelled by Diomedes. If Achilles refuses to return, maybe his friend, Patroclus, could disguise himself as Achilles. This deception could serve to inspire the Achaians to victory. 

Where is Achilles When You Need Him?

        With the battle raging, we must remain strong in our resolve to defeat our enemy. It may be interpreted as weakness by the Trojans, and is disrespectful to the gods who support us.  After killing Elatos from Satnioeis, I came upon Menelaos, nearly convinced to take Adrestos as captive. Reminding him how poorly the Trojans had treated him so far, I urged Menelaos to show them the same lack of regard; kill Adrestos rather than ransom him. Show our enemy no mercy!

        Later, Menelaos bravely stepped forward to take on Hector after his challenge to any Archaean on the front line. I knew that my brother was no match for this mightly warrior, so I talked him out of it. Instead, Ajax, winning a lottery, fights Hector and even manages to draw blood. But, with the challenge called off for the night by Zeus, the two warriors become fast friends and exchange gifts to mark that accord. I honored Ajax with special cuts of meat from our feast to mark his bravery. Despite our best efforts, the battle is favoring the Trojans, who have driven us back to our ships. Have the gods deserted us? Although I hate to admit it, we need Achilles, our mightiest soldier, to join the fray, rally the troops, and turn the tide in our favor.

The Tide Turns Against the Achaeans

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Victory Postponed; End of Battle Denied

        This spoiled Trojan son-of-Priam's pretty-boy, Alexandros, is naught but a jellyfish; even Hector, his own brother, was so disgusted with his spineless behavior when facing my righteously-enraged brother, Menelaos, that he publicly chastised him. The troops were in an uproar over this spectacle, but I quieted them down in order to give Hector the chance to announce Paris' intentions; Helen would be returned if he lost in a one-on-one fight with Menelaos; peace will once again reign between our people. I think I see her there, along the wall, watching the battle between her husband and captor which will decide her fate. We always got along quite well; I used to get the impression from her that she really liked and admired me, wishing I had taken her instead of Menelaos, but that's neither here nor there, now.

Helen at the wall

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        If Menelaos wins, we can all go home. Well, it turns out that, after my brother decisively won the match, clearly the stronger of the two, Paris somehow magically disappeared at the moment of his obvious defeat. No matter; both sides agree that Menelaos won. The agreement was cast aside, however, once the Trojan, Pandarus, shot Menelaos with that arrow though; the fight was on again in spades.

Before the battle between Menelaos and Paris

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 Menelaos pulls Paris by the helmet

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As if I didn't have enough problems...

   

    East Aegean Sea - Scene of the War

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 Taking possession of my rightful due.

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You can't blame the King for expecting booty in war; there has to be some sort of reparation for all the associated expense and risk involved. Therefore, after conquering the Troy-aligned town, Thebe, the sacred city of Eetion, it wouldn't be any surprise that Αχιλλευς and I would claim a couple of maidens as reward for our efforts.
       I've always been secretly annoyed that I didn't choose Ηλενη over Ξλψτεμνεστρα when selecting a wife, so this time I made sure to be more thoughtful in my selection between our captives, Ξηρψσεις and Βρισηḯς. Ξηρψσεις is exquisite; even more so than Ξλψτεμνεστρα, but I should have known that nothing that good ever comes easy. Her father, Ξηρψσες  tried to ransom his daughter back, but I just couldn't bring myself to give her up. What I didn't consider was that he was an Ἀπόλλων priest and had powerful connections to the god; his prayers for revenge to Ἀπόλλων were granted through an oracle, devastating my army through a malevolent plague. What else could I do but return my prize? I sent Οδψσσευς to return Ξηρψσεις to Ξηρψσες. This left the King, Αγαμεμνων, unrewarded, and Αχιλλευς—although a remarkable and accomplished warrior, not the king—rewarded. It just wasn't kosher; it made me look weak in comparison. A king, especially in times of war, cannot afford to look weak. Αχιλλευς should have understood my position; instead he begrudged me this small thing. I had no choice but to take Βρισηḯς!
        Although Αχιλλευς relented, allowing Βρισηḯς to come into my possession, he took my action personally. By then refusing to fight, he diminished the moral and strength of the troops. This thoughtless action by Αχιλλευς served to magnify the woes of our people by increasing troop casualties, eventually leading to the untimely death of his closest friend, Πατροκλυς.

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        In spite of this grim circumstance, Νεστωρ came to me in my dreams, telling me that I could take Troy if I attacked their walls head-on. The next day, inspired, I gathered all the men together. To test their valor and dedication, I told them we were giving up and going home to our families. Imagine my surprise when they headed for the ships in agreement! Thank the gods for Οδψσσευς, who, inspired by Αθηνη, reinvigorated the men to go on with their vows of honor. After reorganizing the men to reveal the bravest leaders among them, we were ready and willing to rejoin the fight anew. 

Nestor appears in a dream to Agamemnon

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Everything you ever wanted know about your King

        Judging from the large volume of requests for information I get every day from curious Mycenae subjects, I can see there is a great deal of interest in the King. Therefore, I thought it would a good idea to offer this synopsis of my life, my family, and my experiences as your leader. Below is a picture of me with my troops, ready for battle with Troy.

The Rage of Achilles [detail Agamemnon]

by Giovanni Battista Tiepolo (1696-1770)

http://www.mythindex.com/greek-mythology/A/Agamemnon.html

     
        Before I begin, I offer a little background on Greece and Troy so that you may better understand my motivations. My advisers tell me that these documentaries are exceptionally riveting, holding me in quite high regard. As busy as I am managing the extended conflict with Troy, I haven't had the chance to watch them myself, but I trust that they would tell me if there was something on them that I might need to know.

The Truth of Troy

2004 BBC Documentary

     The True Story of Troy
2007 History International Documentary   

My parents are King Atreus...

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 ...who clashed with Uncle Thyestes over Dad's golden fleece, the possession of which represents the true Mycenae ruler, and Queen Aerope (pictured below when she was just a young girl; she was given away by Grandpa Catreus after an oracle predicted that one of his children would kill him). Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I can't help but notice that my features look less like Dad's, more like Uncle Thyestes'.

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         I am now happily married to the lovely Spartan woman, Clytemnestra (although I did have to kill husband number one in order to win her hand). My brother, Menelaus, got the pick of the litter, so to speak, marrying her ravishing sister, Helen. Of course, we have been defending the family honor for the last nine years in our war with Troy, since that good-looking fiend, Paris, abducted her.

Paris Abducts Helen

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        Below you will see Clytemnestra and my cousin, Aegisthos, (who some say murdered Dad, but I don't believe it) coming to pay their regards to their King. They devotedly watch over me as I sleep during one of my infrequent home visits. Them seem to be disappointed at my spent state—I am obviously weary from battle—not being able to update me on the latest the family news.

Clytemnestra hesitates before killing the sleeping Agamemnon

Pierre-Narcisse Guérin 1817

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                  Clytemnestra and I have four children: a son, Orestes...

Orestes (center) at Delphi

Python - 330 b.c.

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...and three daughters, Iphigenia, Electra, and Chrysothemis. We nearly lost Iphigenia—which wasn't my fault, as the goddess Artemis decided to punish me after a few of my soldiers killed a pregnant hare. The only way to appease Artemis, who grounded my fleet by affecting the wind, was by sacrificing my daughter. Artemis must have been impressed by Iphigenia's willing acceptance of this necessary atonement for family and country, as she sacrificed an animal in place of my noble and selfless daughter.

The sacrifice of Iphigenia

François Perrier (1594–1649) 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:The_Sacrifice_of_Iphigenia.jpg

Hometowns of Friends and Enemies 

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