Gold Apollo Ring Found in Ancient Grand Tomb Unearthed in Greece
The Ministry of Culture announced the discovery of a grand ancient Greek tomb site near the ancient city of Tenea in Corinth, resembling Macedonian tombs from the Hellenistic era.
According to the announcement, the structure’s exterior and interior suggest a history of prolonged use and religious significance linked to healing practices.
The Ministry of Culture reports that the funerary monument features an asymmetrical “T”-shaped layout, comprising two sections: an access corridor measuring 2.80m by 1.20m and a main burial chamber extending 2.75m by 7.40m.
The rectangular burial chamber is aligned along a north-south axis, with the corridor intersecting its eastern long side at the midpoint. Access is provided by a narrow east-west corridor, which includes an open-air section—resembling a “street”—and a covered section, part of whose horizontal roof remains intact.
The entrance to the covered section was sealed externally with a rectangular covering slab, while its opening features a reused rectangular lintel.
Six burials were discovered in the ancient Greek tomb
A monolithic sarcophagus and five rectangular tombs were discovered along the walls of the main chamber. In two of these tombs, the covering slabs showed clear signs of disturbance, while the others had no coverings intact.
Of the six tombs, only the sarcophagus contained a well-preserved burial in an anatomical position, likely belonging to an adult woman, whereas the anthropological remains in the other tombs were found displaced.
Inside the sarcophagus, a significant number of animal bones from both large and small domestic animals were discovered, along with a tortoise shell. Additionally, a thick layer of animal bones was found within the monument’s fill and inside the burial chamber, accompanied by ceramic vessels dating to the 5th and 6th centuries AD.
According to the Ministry of Culture, the monument appears to have been used for burials until the 4th century AD, when it was sealed. During the late Roman period, however, its roof was breached, the burials were looted, and the site was repurposed exclusively for perideipna (ritual banquets).
Findings include gold ring
The findings from the monument’s interior and the tombs within it are abundant, dating primarily to the Hellenistic and Roman periods.
Among the discoveries are a gold ring with a semi-precious stone signet depicting Apollo with a healing serpent, two gold danikas replicating Hellenistic coinage from Sikyona, a votive clay finger, gold wreath leaves, a deposit of small Hellenistic vases, a silver tetrabolus of Philip III Arrhidaeus, an iron stele, an iron handbook, bronze decorative objects, glass beads, bronze spoons, and spindle-shaped and bulb-shaped perfume bottles, among other artifacts.
The area surrounding the monument, still under excavation, is also of significant interest. To the east of the monument’s entrance, a section of a paved road was identified, running north to south with a downward slope to the south. Meanwhile, to the north of the monument, a 6.50m × 4.10m section of an enclosure was uncovered.
Within the backfill of the enclosed area, votive offerings were discovered, including clay finger figurines with hanging holes and a fragment of a clay arm figurine. These findings suggest that the site held special religious significance, likely associated with healing practices.
The ancient city of Tenea in Greece discovered in 2018
According to Greek mythology, Tenea was established by Trojan prisoners of war who were granted permission by King Agamemnon to build their own settlement after the Trojan War.
The city’s location, roughly 15 kilometers (9.3 mi) southeast of Corinth and 20 kilometers (12 mi) northeast of Mycenae, made it an important crossroads for trade and communication.
In 2018, a team of Greek archaeologists led by Eleni Korka made a remarkable discovery: the remains of ancient Tenea, previously thought to be a mythical city.
The first excavations revealed a vast necropolis, or cemetery, dating back to the 4th century BC to the Roman era. Among the unearthed artifacts were jewelry, coins, and pottery shards, providing valuable insights into the city’s history and culture.
Hello Professor! Did the Macedonians hate Alexander in retrospect? And if so, why? Is it because of the Persianization?
Alexander's reputation went up and down, although he remained so enormously important/popular that all the Successor kings sought ties to him. They wouldn't have done that if he'd been widely hated.
That said, it certainly wasn't beloved in some areas of Greece, and not only Athens (although his infamy may have peaked there). And his father, Philip, was probably more popular, at least in some areas of Macedonia/among some groups.
But it's more nuanced than yes, they loved him or no, they hated him.
A snippet of my book since you guys asked for more info! <3 @ze-melon-lord
For context, the setting is supposed to be similar to the Hellenistic Era of Ancient Greece, in a Caveat-like theatre(If you like my writing, and want to see more, PLS send me asks, the fandoms I write for and Nono's are pinned on my page)
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Chapter One; Loyalty is Only Obsession
“Ms. Serafina? Ma’am, are you ready?” A young voice spoke up from the darkness of a corner. A dark, private, cavea-like seating area.
“Indeed, I should like to see the show begin…,” A heavenly deep voice responded, “Maybe this one will be different?”
On the guards’ ends, they passed a small cue down to the stage before replacing themselves behind the Goddess’s chair, “Ladies and gentlemen, let the show… begin!”
A disarming smile displayed on the Woman's lips, Her slender hand leaning softly against Her cheek. As She shifted Her hands, the off-shoulder sleeves on Her velvety black dress— garnished with silk roses—, wrinkled and slid ever so slightly up Her arms.
A messily beautiful display of tricks and twists went on at the infant stage below. The dear, dejected Serafina just couldn’t be satisfied by pulling rabbits out of hats, anymore. Of course, She couldn’t control that She was like this, She had simply existed for just… so long.
Some sorrowful display cast over Her smile whilst staring upon what the people thought Her upbringing had been, “This is all wrong…!”
“Would you like me to inform them?” A fit, armored, young woman knelt beside Her Grace.
“Absolutely not, Anthea; I would rather they not know than they be aware and revolt… Ignorance is bliss, afterall,” She kept Her stern facade through Her disgust.
“As you wish, My Liege,” The soldier of sorts returned to her post in the corner, armor clanking softly against itself.
The show continued, seemingly harmless. No one in the theatre nearly had the chance to catch the barrel of a gun in an actress’s boot. An evil grin consistently mistaken for one of enjoyment.
“and now…,” The man from earlier announced an hour since the start, “Let the beginning of the end commence!”
“Haah, finally…; this one was starting to bore me more than some of the others have… And I thought it would be different,” Serafina, ever the infamous one for never giving up pride, therefore, even when a show appalled Her, She stayed.
“You know, it would be a shame if-,” The lights went out, accompanied by the ping of a bullet ringing through the air — the result of Her own foolishness.
A deep chuckle slipped from Her mouth, “Oh, is it going to be interesting, afterall? Save the best for last, I suppose.”
“No, Miss, I-I don’t think that is part of the show,” Ethaan called, across from Anthea.
“Not part of the show? So you believe it may be an attack?”
“It is possible, yes,” He adjusted his glasses as if they had miraculously slid down his nose, which they were too tight to do.
“Then should we not evacuate the Lady?” Anthea protested.
“Err…” A small stutter sounded from the boy.
“If I am not in any immediate danger then what is the point?” Serafina stood up, turning around to face the two guards with a perky chuckle, “If it comes down to, then you shall fight.”
“If it is your order, My Lady,” Ethaan hesitantly obeyed, nodding as he turned and looked to his colleague.
The Woman placed a hand on the chair’s armrest from where she stood beside it. The young soldiers exchanged glances; they had only met fairly recently, though they figured they got along just fine.
“We can make that-” Bullets split the mount of one last burning candle, hurling flames towards the ground.
“Well, this means we fight?” Ethaan adjusted his glasses once more, the nerves shaking his fingertips.
“It does. Lady Serafina, please get back.” Anthea stood her ground, moving slightly in front of her superior.
With the Goddess safely behind Her guards, they readied themselves. Combat may be approaching.
“Where is it coming from? Do you think it is one person or multiple?” Her trusted guards quickly questioned the Lady.
“The first shot sounded like it came from the stage, when the lights went out. And if the one from just now managed to hit our only light left… then it had to of also come from the stage; so, it is at least one of the actors.” Serafina always had such an unnatural sense of hearing. Quite convenient, yes…
Stampeding footsteps raced up the stairs, just so happening to stop in front of their target —There were two of them.
The five of them only needed the slivers of moonlight, seeping in through scream-soaked curtains, to spot each other’s silhouettes. Second by second, breath by labored breath, the anticipation of who would move first—or even breathe first.
Ethaan and Anthea were too slow, the attackers too fast. The darkness blinded Serafina. How unfortunate, She just can’t see in the dark.
Pew, one bullet shot was all it took. Where was it going? To the Goddess? To the guards? The latter. Who? Anthea; she pushed her partner away, taking the bullet to her own abdomen. Wait…, a second shot? So quickly? Did they both have guns?
Ethaan didn’t risk it, he lunged at the anonymous—too late… He landed his blade in a shoulder, yes, but The Lady had already taken the blow.
Her senses had failed Her. She had only been hit in Her right eye, communication was still possible; unless it had gone too deep?
“Ms. Serafina!” Ethaan called out, watching as his boss dropped to Her knees.
She kept silent, still, and silent.
The only audible thing being the labored breaths of the others.
Panicked, the attackers left. Was that it? They thought the bullet took Serafina’s life; so, that was it? How awfully pathetic.
“They’re gone now; please tell me you’re alive, Milady!”
“Yes, I am fine. I only dropped, so they would leave. Though, My eye is definitely going to be blinded; the shrapnel got in it.” She paused, looking at the frightened boy, “Is Anthea alive?”
A withered, “Yes…” sounded from the ground, Anthea lay there, broken and defeated.
“Come now, we shall get you the medical attention you require; we can’t have My best in centuries dying on Me, now, can we?” Serafina carefully cradled the maimed maiden in Her arms, “You aren't injured, as well, are you Ethaan?”
He shook his head, thankfully in good physical health. Yes, physical, at the very least. Had anyone more been injured She wouldn’t have known what to do with Herself. She already didn’t know what to do with Herself; this whole moment felt oddly evocative, almost as if this had maybe happened to Her before. But it hadn’t, it couldn’t have! Or could it. Had it?
Just watched the Alexander: The Making of a God documentary on Netflix and I think it was great. There were a couple minor mistakes, such as Philip having 2 eyes, but overall I think it was pretty good. They stopped before Alexander even met Roxanne so idk if they’re gonna do a second season or what but yeah, that was odd to me tbh. Also, they were not shy about Alexander and Hephaestion’s relationship. They had those two making out within the first 10 minutes. The archaeologists doing the voice overs had a little segment where they explained that Ancient Greek society had very different views on homosexuality as the modern world so that was nice.
Pet birds were considered ideal role models for middle-class life.
By Matthew Wills
“Who or what determines what a pet is? Historically, the answer to this question is obvious. Social norms determine what is a pet and what isn’t. And past societies have had a wider view of pet-keeping than we do now.”
“Teach a parrot to curse and it will curse continually, making night and day hideous with its imprecations” wrote Apuleius in the second century CE. He’s quoted in classicist Francis D. Lazenby’s survey of the range of pets kept in ancient Greece and Rome. Among these were parrots, ravens, pigeons, peacocks, doves, swans, magpies, hares, mice, weasels, fawns, goats, cicadas, and turtles. Then as now, there was love lost on the death of a pet. In the Hellenistic and Roman Empire eras, the animal epitaph—”full of exaggerated pathos”—became a thing:”
“Just as the change in tastes of the times saw an increased interest in children and slaves, so was it fashionable to posses favorite animals, and equally fashionable to compose epitaphs for pampered pets.”