Archidamus Eurpontid
King of Sparta
Taking Stock, 1 January 474 AUC to 20 January 474 AUC
Hello, I am Archidamus. I am King of Sparta. We used to be pretty big shots, but, well. Let’s just say our ship has sailed. For example, we don’t date from our big wins over Persia and Athens. We don’t date from our big losses to Thebes or even Thebes’ humiliating defeat at Macedon’s hands. No, our calendar is based on when the City of Rome was founded.
I don’t even know where Rome is!
Not only that, but the King of Sparta, me, is an orphan.
Here is my son Eudamidas. He is more popular than I am even though he looks like someone just shot his dog. And I mean all the time.
Aannnd this is Sparta. Yeah, we don’t yell that anymore. Not since we lost all those great Helots. It’s not as easy to be warrior-heroes when you have to darn your own socks. Plus, our bottomless well caved in.
Even the hated Achean League has a larger army and richer lands. Well, they don’t know we hate them yet, but if we are going to restore glory to Sparta, we need enemies right?
Oh yes, I also command the army. All 1,000 of them.
My son commands our boat.
I would offer a sacrifice to the gods to get their support for my plan to restore Sparta to greatness, but we are so poor, our sacrifices would only insult them.
So, we are on our own.
My diplomatic initiatives are not off to the great start I had hoped for.
Poor Eudamidas. He was hoping we could use the wood to build a second boat.
Well, we do have one trade route. With my secret enemies the Achean League. I’m selling them the supplies they will need to raise effective Heavy Infantry.
I’m really not good at this.
This is my new wife Eirene. When you are King of Sparta, you can’t be too choosy.