Stratos Home

[Stratos]

The home of Stratos lays in the great city of Thebes, as the messenger of Athens is often busy and not always at presence. However in his house he also keeps slaves, which keeps his house clean and perfect as he is gone. His house is not as big as the temples or palace that others own, but normal like any citizen of Greece. Inside he has three room, one as his living room, the other two as kitchen and bedroom. Many furnitures he has from the money he get in the service of his king, but little he used in the travels he went.

[Charis]

Charis looked around her new home nervousely. Wondering how she was to be treated in this place. She knew there were other slaves here, but they were all out. She went into what was obviousely the kitchen and stoked the fire up carefully.

[Charis]

Satisfied that the fire would keep burning for a good while yet, Charis located a broom and set to sweeping the main room, waiting for the oter slaves and her master to return.

[Stratos]

(Sorry for the long waiting, now Stratos is returning home)

As Stratos had been on the Market in Thebes for a short moment, he finally returned but not alone. Threw the journey he had traveled, he had met a lady but not higher ranked then most people. She were the lady of the island Lesbos, and with respect he had invited her to stay at his home. With linked arms they gentle entered his house, seeing it was big and rich as a messenger of royals he was. As he arrived he hoped for the servants to come and help with a place to sit, as a guest he now had on visit.

"This is my home my lady, welcome. I know it isn't much, but its at least a place for you to stay as long you are on visit here in Thebes." He spoke only to the lady of Lesbos, as his attention mostly were drawn to her. Soon as turned to look around inside he saw his new slave Charis not far away, she seemed to be making fire at the kitchen as food simply were needed for all.

[Charis]

Charis saw heard with a start her master reuturn and quickly whisked the broom out of sight. In the time Stratos had been away she had familerised her self with the house and soon came into the liveing room bearing an amphoa of fine mellow wine and two glasses. These she set down on the fine table next to two beutiful chairs spread with rich cusions. All the time she did not look at them, only the ground. Makeing herself invisabel as a slave should.

[Circae]

Circae looked around her, even though she was used to grand palaces, she adored Strato's home, it was so comfortable and she knew that she would enjoy it here while she was in Boetia. "Thank you Statos, i love your home! and thank you with all my heart that you took me in!" she smiled giving his hand a squeeze! She observed the slave in the household, she was wonderful and how she prepared things, Circae caught her eye and smiled, hopeing that she saw it as a silent thank you!

[Stratos]

"Always an honor to have you here Circae, lady of Lesbos. Come lets sit down, my servant here seemed to have prepared something for us."Stratos said with a smile as he watched her with a kind look, she were beautiful and her elegance made him curious about her. Very mysterious she seemed, as she came from an island long distance away with other traditions then his. Gentle he lead her over to the chair, and so showed her were to sit as he himself after went to sit down next to her.

Shortly after he took up the glass of wine that was pleased for him, but waited for Circae to take hers before he decided to drink. For a moment he turned to look around, to look at his slave for one moment as she so quiet seemed in the distance. He did not wish her to be bored, and therefor tried everything to make her happy even a slave girl she was. With a thankful look, he thanked her but returned to watch the lady he now had invited to his house as guest to stay.

[Charis]

Charis smiled back shyly to Circae, and hurried into the kitshen to finish prepareing the meal. She took six large red mullets, that she had already stuffed with thyme, spearmint, coriander, marjoram, parsley, rosemary. She grilled them for a few miunts; constantly squezing lemon jiuce over them. She returned to the main room and placed them on the table, along with a salad of fresh greens and olive oil, and a basket of bread. Along with these she placed a plate piled with Gastrin. Before returning to the kitchen.

(Greek food was always quite simple, and even the rich did not eat in the way the Roman noblemen did. I'm trying to keep as close to the original food as possible.)
(Gastrin is the greek name for Baklava's. They are made of houney and pastry and seeds, I LUUUUV them! They are very sweet and very sticky.)

[Circae]

((O really! have u ever had it? it sounds good!!))

Circae smiled at both the slave and her new host. She took her drink, thanked Stratos and sipped, it was good! She settled herself and sat comfortably to talk with Stratos. "So, Stratos, have you always lived here in Boetia? or have u lived somewhere else and come to Boetia as an after thought? Or you're just here because u ended up here?" She wanted to ask so many questions at once, but waited him to answer that one first!

[Stratos]

As the slave girl Stratos owned went to make food as him and Circea sat down to talk, he watched curiously after but turned back to look at the lady of Lesbos, as she spoke on with questions. In return he responded, while he looked at her with interested eyes as lovely he thought she were." I have always lived in this city, from the day I were born by my mother. Early in the childhood I lost my father in the war against Persia, since then my mother had to raised me by herself although she died some years ago. From time on I have lived here, but difficult it has been to gain money threw times even I am the kings messenger."He said, but with a slight smile he took a sip from his wine. When the slave girl came over and placed food on the table, it pleased him cause hungry he were as well Circae also might be.

[Charis]

((Its soooo good. You'll find it in Turkish, Greek, Lebanease and other shops like that. The'll all ahve diffrent names for it but its basicaly the same wherever you go.))

Chrais smiled as she saw how her master and his guest were pleased wih the food, but faded into the background none theless. she listend with intrest to her Masters story. She also was from Boetia, but whatever the Athenians might say about Democracy and all that stuff; Charis didn't belibve a word. After all, that hadn't stopped the slavers stealing her from her familly. She couldn't remember where in Boetia she'd lived, but she knew it had been in the country. She suppressed a sigh and carried on with her work.

[Circae]

((UMMMM!!! yummmY!))

"Ahh...sounds most horrible, Im sorry, but you have turned out just fine, your mother did a wonderful job! So you have never lived anywhere else huh....Me neither, i've always been in Lesbos, my father wasn't really in my life much, and my mother ran off with someone, or something like that...im not positive. But now here i am, the governess of Lesbos, it is wonderful, but it's nice to get away from all of it. To be somwhere other then in the courts of Lesbos." She took a bite of food to keep her from starving.