#eurylochus epic

[ravenlikesbooks]

I think the thing I love about Mutiny is that sure, Eurylochus is angry. Absolutely furious. The way he spits out "captain" gives me chills.

But that's really not the point.

He says "tell me you did not know that would happen, tell me you didn't know how that would end" and "use your wits to try and say I'm crazy and mad, that this is all some trick the gods have sent." And those absolutely sound sarcastic and mad. But they aren't, not fully.

Eurylochus is well and truly begging, for the first and only time. Please, captain, tell me what I know isn't true. Lie to me, try to gaslight me into thinking you made some horrible mistake. Use your gift of persuasion to make me believe, just for a second, that I'm wrong. Don't say the words I know are true, that I know you'll say. Tell me you didn't miss home so painfully bad, that you gave up the lives of six of our friends.

Say something, please.

And Odysseus says "I can't"

[midnight-drip]

spoilers for love in paradise btw

ok so I normally listen to music with mono audio on because I usually just have one earbud in, but

oh my gods. the cliff part of love in paradise. and I have Eurylochus in my right ear and Polites in my left ear and Anticlea above me and I am SOBBING!!!

and thought. I know this is entirely a coincidence but! Eurylochus is in the right because right hand man and Polites is in the left because that's the side your heart is on.

[im-fine-polities]

I think something we see in Mutiny is that…the rest of the crew has given up?

Odysseus does a lot of things throughout the story, struggles and suffers no doubt, but he never give up hope. It’s definitely fueled by desperation, but there’s never a doubt in his mind that he won’t get home. He sacrifices the six men because he knows it’s the only way the other 37 can get home.

When the rest of the crew rebels against Odysseus, they don’t see the sacrifice as hope. They don’t see it as a necessary evil. They see it as Odysseus giving up. At least Eurylochus does. Why else would he get so mad?

So they give up too. Sail until they find the next island and they don’t even care that holy cattle are there. They were never going to make it home, right? They were always going to die out here. Might as well kill the cattle and die fed. But Odysseus doesn’t think that. He still believes they will get home. That’s why he tries so hard to stop them from doing it.

Zeus made Odysseus choose who would live. But was it really a choice at all? The rest of his crew were already dead. They died in Scylla’s lair.

[sydneyofalltrades]

no one asked but these are the weapons i think ody, eury, and poli uses respectively

odysseus: main weapon of choice is a spear. as athena’s weapon of choice, he became a skilled master of the weapon under her tutelage. he still owns a sword and is a master swordsman, and knows many more weapons as the king of his kingdom, yet the spear is his personal favorite

eurylochus: main weapon of choice is a massive sword. think rose quartz’s sword but slightly thicker. since it’s basically a part of the the canon, he uses the sword more than other weapons, although he is quite proficient in other weaponry

polites: main weapons of choice: a bow and sheath of arrows. he doesn’t like hand to hand combat or direct combat, so he attacks from afar and only when necessary. i believe he was the one who shot polyphemus’ sheep, as it would only thicken the plot and its complexity (being the one who led them to the cave and shooting the sheep that sealed his fate). he also had a hunting knife at his belt.

after polites’ death, odysseus takes his bow and arrows and eurylochus takes the knife. both taking them as keepsakes, but are used a couple more times (the bow and arrow in “different beast” and the hunting knife in “mutiny,” on the cow that sealed eurylochus’ fate)

[seaglassdinosaur]

Not Eurylochus’ first individual verse being about how the men need to eat and how they should steal out of necessity…

[scuorge101]

so um I tried to write some for your Polites lives AU..hope you like it

Polites sits on a crate above deck, resting and talking with the crew. Every now and then he feels pain hit him but he tries to ignore it, hiding it with one of his usual smiles. He tries his best to listen he really does but the words sometimes blur together and the pain keeps coming back.

"Polites are you okay? Should I go get Odysseus?" Polites focuses again and realizes he had stopped listening to Elpenor. He makes sure to replace the grimace with a smile again hoping to reassure him.

"There is no need to bother Odysseus I'm just a bit tired." Odysseus had finally taken some time to himself, to rest, and Polites refuses to ruin that. He hates how much of a burden he has become for his friend. However the pain isn't stopping and he can feel his mind start to fog up so he has to ask for help.

"Elpenor… I think I would like to go to bed could you help me?" Elpenor looks concerned but he nods and helps Polites up, making sure to support him enough so the could slowly shuffle back to his room. By the time they arrive Polites is breathing hard as Elpenor gently sets him down on the bed.

"Thank you." The words are a bit slurred and he hates how Elpenor worries more because of it. He manages to lay down making sure he is facing the wall so his pain doesn't show. There is no reason to cause more concern than necessary.

"Of course anytime Polites." Despite his obvious concern Elpenor leaves the room and Polites is thankful for that as the pain gets worse. He does his best not to think about it but sometimes he can't help but wonder if it would have been better had he died in that cave.

Maybe then the crew wouldn't have to help him do everything. Maybe then Odysseus wouldn't be neglecting himself over worry for him. Maybe then Eurylochus wouldn't have had to take over as Captain because Odysseus was too busy caring for him.

He pushes those thoughts away. There is no use thinking about what ifs. All he can do is make sure to live through each day clinging to the faint hope that the doctors back home would be able to help.

Polites feels the fog take over and he falls asleep grateful for the break from the pain and his thoughts.

IM GOING TO SCREAAAAMMMM

This is so good, I’ve seen your writing before and I love it! You’ve captured Polites’ emotions here perfectly. He would indeed start to feel like a burden because of his injuries but he would also try to act as his normal self, like everything is fine when it isn’t. God why do we torment this character so </3

Also Elpenor inclusion >>>>> 10x better because of that

God this is just perfect, thank you for sharing!! I will now be rereading this constantly.

Let’s all hope he gets better in Ithaca lol

[heartsarefullofstars]

Eurylochus: Nothing could prepare us for thе power that awaited inside

Eurylochus: Gods, monsters, you know the roster, but this was a hell of a twist

Eurylochus: We are weak to a power like this!

Odyseuss: What was it?

Eurylochus: A woman

[kenicat]

The blood on your hands is something you won't lose

All you can choose is whose

[viablemess]

If you had to assign each Epic character a torch, what would it be (I'm sorry this is both an Olympic reference and a torch joke). Pass it on :)

@moongirl0305 @stayasleepanddream @miscellaneous-raccoons @tumblingghosts @snowwolfstar2 + anyone else who wishes to participate pls do

[isp-annafer]

Isekai Polites snippet 2

When Polites had started wearing his glasses, he had begged Odysseus for a piece of the best cloth he had. Just a small square, leftovers from the many tunics and drapes and other sewing-related items the palace had.

To clean my glasses with, he had claimed.

Odysseus had given him that and more by also carving a small container, the inside lined with more of the soft, expensive cloth he and Eurylochus had spent hours scouring the markets for because they refused to settle for giving Polites scraps.

“Eurylochus and I thought you’d want one. To keep it safe when you’re not using it,” Odysseus had said.

Polites had, predictably, tackled Odysseus, and they had rolled and wrestled on the floor, laughing, while an exasperated Eurylochus stood at the side, holding Polites’s glasses and ‘glass case’ with careful, careful hands.

At that time, it had been the most genuine show of trust Polites had ever given him. Those glasses had been the last piece of home Polites had, or so he claimed. They had never really found out where he had come from, only that it was far beyond the sea. He’d been the only survivor of a shipwreck when he was young, and the glasses had been one of the few things he hadn’t lost.

The moment Polites and Odysseus had met, they had gotten along immediately. Polites had looked at Odysseus as if there was nothing Odysseus couldn’t do, and it was a faith so unwavering that Odysseus was helplessly charmed and determined to be worthy of it.

But for Eurylochus, there was no instant, unwavering faith. He and Polites were friends, there was no denying it, but it had taken time for Polites to stop looking at Eurylochus strangely, whatever barricade hidden behind his eyes crumbling as time chipped away at its defenses.

He could still remember it, even years later. The turning point of their friendship.

The way Polites had stared at Odysseus, still seeming surprised at every show of care despite their friendship. The way he had taken the gift with gentle hands, turning it over before pulling off the glasses from his face, placing it in the wooden container, and snapping the little box closed.

“Thank you, my friends,” Polites had said softly.

The way Polites had, a moment later, said slowly, but with growing brightness, “Eury—“ And Eurylochus had jerked, because Polites had never called him that before. Polites lips had twitched into a grin, his eyes shining with laughter. “Hold my glasses.”

The way he had so easily dropped it into Eurylochus’s hands when, before, Polites had rarely ever let anyone else touch it.

Even startled, Eurylochus had caught it. What else could he do, when he had finally been shown that faith he thought only Odysseus would ever be given?

And then he groaned as, immediately right after, Polites had tackled Odysseus into a very rough hug that sent them both to the floor in a laughing mess of limbs that Eurylochus avoided with a tired sigh. But he kept Polites’s glasses safe, and he strived to be worthy of that trust since then.

[seeminglyseph]

Eurylochus: Damn, you kiss your wife with that mouth, Captain?

Odysseus: Yeah, and you kiss my sister with yours, so you better watch it. Understood?

[midnight-drip]

thunder bringer

thinking about Eurylochus, Odysseus, and Polites as childhood friends a LOTTTT recently and I'm real sad about it. also thinking about how SMALL and SCARED eury sounds in thunder bringer at the end. :(

[im-fine-polities]

Odysseus loosing the rest of his crew is just so incredibly tragic. Because it didn’t have to happen that way, and yet it was inevitable. Such is the nature of tragedies.

The only way for Odysseus and his crew to escape Poseidon was to sail by Scylla. The only way to sail by Scylla is to sacrifice six men. Odysseus fulfills the role of Captain and chooses to lose six men over losing the entire ship. His crew loses faith in him even though that was the only way for them to survive. They rebel. They knock him out. They end up on the Sun God’s island. They kill a cow. The Sun God sends Zeus after them. Zeus declares someone must die.

No one would have had to die if they didn’t kill the cow. They wouldn’t have ended up on that island if the crew didn’t mutiny. They didn’t have to stab Odysseus. But they did. If they had just held on for a little longer, if they had continued to trust their captain, the would have made it. But they couldn’t trust him. Not after everything.

It didn’t have to happen. None of it had to happen. But all of it had to happen. That’s the tragedy.

[commander-shad]

Is this anything

[dyingsnail]

Ody, we're never gonna get to make it home, You know it's true

Oh, just do that to me, will you

[anerdquemoraaolado]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Odysseus & Polites (EPIC: The Musical), Eurylochus & Odysseus (EPIC: The Musical), Eurylochus & Odysseus & Polites (EPIC: The Musical), Athena & Odysseus (EPIC: The Musical), Odysseus/Penelope (EPIC: The Musical), Odysseus & Telemachus (EPIC: The Musical), Autolycus grandfather of Odysseus & Odysseus (Ancient Greek Religion and Lore) Characters: Odysseus (EPIC: The Musical), Polites (EPIC: The Musical), Eurylochus (EPIC: The Musical), Ctimene (EPIC: The Musical), Penelope (EPIC: The Musical) Additional Tags: Adventure, Childhood Friends, Childhood Memories, Childhood, Coming of Age, Friendship, Romance, Fluff Summary:

Before becoming a great hero and going through many trials, Odysseus was a boy, growing up under the loving and watchful eye of his family and in the company of great friends, Polites and Eurylochus. (based on the musical EPIC)

Chapter 2 is up, updates will be on Saturdays!