Enlil: God of Storms, Decreed Fates and Kingship (lord_of_storms) wrote in history_dot_com, @ 2015-02-07 09:45:00 |
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Inexcusable - Roughly 330 BCE [tag Philotes]
OOC: During Alexander the Great's campaign through Mesopotamia, post major destruction en-route to India.
Enlil knew he should stop following this so closely, it was just making him angrier and angrier with every single moment of the campaign that he watched. Every Persian that needlessly died, every woman and child needlessly enslaved, every temple and home looted or destroyed... it all just enraged him. This was an infuriating wave of disrespect and destruction of the likes he had never seen in his long life and considering what some of his children specialized in, and his own hand in the Flood aside, that was certainly saying something.
But this Greek was something spectacular and not a good way. Enlil might be the Lord of Storms but never, never, had he seen such a deceptive storm as there was in Alexander of Macedon.
Oh, he'd heard it all before... the excuses from the Greeks: The Persians started it. They deserved to be shot down. Of course they would feel that way. They were manipulative bullies that way. They'd even gone out of their way to make sure all their city-state's leaders heard the same perverted version of the truth, the truth that Athens fabricated to cover the fact that they had invaded Persian territory, burned Sardis to the ground, at the beck and call of a few petulant settlers that had invaded Ionia because Greece had population problems and abiding the local leadership was just too much like work for those impudent toads. They were Greek. They owed nothing to those who ruled the land they were in.
Persia retaliates, Athens lies through their filthy Greek teeth and suddenly all those city-states that couldn't agree if they hated each other or not temporarily agreed on a coup. Well, until Persia learned how easy it was to play on Greek pride and turn them against each other.
They could have left Persia -and Sumer by proxy, alone and they would have happily left Greece alone. But, Greece had ego issues. And now... now this monster was ravaging the Persian Empire. Well. It wasn't the Persian Empire anymore, was it. Alexander claimed himself as King of all of this. It made Enlil's blood boil. That was not how this worked and for someone who was marching around in the garments of the local people and claiming to have respect for the customs, Alexander was picking and choosing what he wanted...
And erasing the rest. Only Enlil could validate his kingship. He never would. Especially not now. That mongrel bastard's commander had sacked Dilmun and was setting it up for Greek colonization at Alexander's orders. The zigguruts were being torn down. Enlil now had family displaced because of this man and his army. They didn't have an Olympus to run off to. The Annunaki dwell on the earth.
None of that compared to what happened at Pārsa. None of it. There were not even words. The sheer amount of destruction and disrespect. The number of Persian men kills, women and children enslaved, businesses destroyed, resources depleted and what they didn't care for destroyed or burned... and then... the inferno that followed.
Was his single good deed at Pāsārgād somehow supposed to make up for that? No. Cyrus' tomb should never have been damaged by his army in the first place, so repairing it, that one deed, did not repair everything else that had been done wrong. Not ever.
Enlil knew better to keep watching. What horrors awaited him from this self-proclaimed “son of Zeus” in Ecbatana, the Assyrian capital in Media? Another royal city. Would it be destroyed as Pārsa had been? Looted? Ecbatana was a gathering place, a place with great skill in goldsmiths and gem work in jewelry.
He knew better, but... even as he kept a watchful eye on one of the men from the Greek military several stalls away, he could not just let himself be ignorant. Not when it came to the destruction of his people and their ways.