After sharing a few comments about the Greeks, Nathan was guided to a vast, opulent chamber that exuded grandeur at every corner. The polished marble floors glinted in the torchlight, and intricate tapestries depicting Trojan victories hung from walls gilded with gold leaf. Despite his casual remarks earlier, he was mildly astonished that none of his companions had pressed him for more details. He hadn't thought his comments were especially insightful, yet they seemed to have struck a chord. He chalked it up to the strange workings of his outrageous luck, a stat he had learned to accept but still found mystifying.