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Lysander's Porticullis, deep space.
Six first-rate capital ships of the Megas Oikon Agema, the Homeguard, drifted past the dark superstructure of the gate to their homeworld, the birthplace of the Hellenic race. For the past forty years, the great portal had remained shut for a vast majority of the time. There had been the exodus of extra-national diplomats at the beginning of the Strife, as it was now being called, and then recently the arrival of the new Emperor. It could be said that Hellenia was the only planet in the entire sprawling confederation that had gotten through the Strife relatively unscathed.
The past forty years had not been easy, however, for those fortunate families that retained their hereditary oikos on the homeworld. Famine, lack of commerce, disease, and a thousand other woes had befallen the people. Many sectors of the continent-spanning First City had degenerated into slums and ghettos where Greeks that had once been aristocrats now begged for food and fought tooth and nail for a ditch to sleep in. It was social devolution.
The past two years had seen a lot of renovation, but the economy was still in freefall, famine was still as prominent in the capital as it was in the other Greek city-states, and resource material to rebuild was difficult to come by, seeing as how much infrastructure had been destroyed. It was a catch-22. They lacked the resources to rebuild the machines they needed to manufacture the material to rebuild those very machines.
However, today with luck, things would begin to change. The Child-Emperor had implored many of Greece's ancient friends in the Milky Way to meet him here, at the Porticullis, to discuss the future of their race. AIt was for this reason that the last of the Homeguard waited at the gate to the oldest city-world of the Hellenes.
