Chapter 13 Storm in a Goblet
- The Apostolis rode the ocean like a gargantuan monster. It sailed twenty thousand stadia away from the Gulf of Stratos, a perilous stretch into the infinite. No other ship in Kinheim could boast of such a feat. The waves rose precipitously, aiming to touch the sky, but the vessel plied over them with arrogance. It was a ship of stunning proportions- a length of one hundred ninety feet and a cargo room of over two thousand tons. The vessel could house nine hundred passengers. It had assembly and dining halls below deck. There were twenty separate stalls for pegasi. It was a work of art, with statues, sculptures, a temple of Aion, along with a gymnasium to practice pankration. The granary had stocks for a year-worth of food, drink, and other rations. There were luxurious rooms with the best linen and leather that gold could afford.
- Envisioned and built by Myron, the divine architect, the vessel was made of the finest metals, exotic woods, and marble. The frame of the ship was adamantine. Most significantly, it was imbued with divine protection from Myron, the demoted titan. The structure had weathered through thunderstorms, hurricanes, and tornadoes. It had been fashioned to withstand attacks from sea behemoths.
- The Apostolis had set out on its forty-first voyage with two hundred passengers, fifteen from the citadel and one eighty-five from the patrician city, Modo. Wealthy patricians and the mildly divine were allowed to mingle with the gods in exchange for tributes. The Modo community had contributed ten thousand gold, and several times the amount in kind, to be granted boarding and lodging on the ship.