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An uneventful day.

I spent most of the morning trying to get the wine for Epieus.

According to Macar, wine has become very scarce as of late.

It seems the Trojan's have been getting most their wine from Thrace. As Macar related, a few days ago, a Thracian mechant ship loaded with wine broke up on a reef off the shores north of Troy.

I guess this was the day I was at the swimming hole.

Anyway, most of our wine comes from the Trojans. Thus, their shortage has become our shortage.

As a result, the belt I got from Epieus cost a lot more than I anticipated.

In addition some sandals and my favorite lamp, to get the five bottles of wine, I had to trade off an ivory bull figurine my uncle Meges gave to me as a child. I never liked my uncle Meges. Still, it had some sentimental value. -I gave the bull to General Eumelus, who had some wine left over from his recent Pheraen holiday celebration.

I am not sure the quality of the wine was 'good', but Epieus seemed pleased enough with it.

Apollo’s ass. Now I think of it, I'm sure Epeius was aware of the wine shortage when he bargained with me yesterday. -That guy is slick.

Anyway, I spent the rest of the day doing spot inspections about our camp. I have to admit, things have been running fairly smoothly.

So far, this ‘General’ stuff has been pretty easy. Even so, I am already looking forward to Odysseus relieving me of command.

Being first-in-command kind of feels like I am wearing a tunic that’s too big for me. It’s not uncomfortable, it’s just too big. -I don’t think I have an ego fit for Generalship.

Damn. It just occurred to me, Odysseus was sailing in those rough seas a few days ago.

I sure hope the General fared better than those Thracians.