Tetrobol from Akanthos, Macedon, c. 470-390 BC

Forepart of bull left, its head facing right, Π inscription, swastika, and olive spray above. On the reverse, a quadripartite incuse square. 

Akanthos was an ancient Greek city on the Athos peninsula. It was located on the north-east side of Akti, on the most eastern peninsula of Chalcidice on the Strymonian Gulf (Central Macedonia). It was founded in 7th century BC (the archaeology suggests 655 BC) by colonists from Andros, according to Thucydides. 

Very Rare Electrum Stater from Kyzikos, Mysia c. 500-450 BC

The coin shows a winged deer with a tunny fish below; an incuse quadripartite square is on the reverse.

Kyzikos (Cyzicus) was a city in the region of Mysia in the northwest of ancient Asia Minor or Anatolia (modern Balıkesir Province, Turkey).
The city was said to have been founded by Pelasgians from Thessaly, according to tradition at the coming of the Argonauts; later it received many colonies from Miletus, allegedly in 756 BC, but its importance began only after the Peloponnesian War (431–404 BC), when the decay of Athens and Miletus set in.

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Silver stater from Thasos, Islands off Thrace, c. 412-404 BC

This coin shows a bald headed and nude Satyr in kneeling-running stance to right, carrying off a protesting nymph; Α in right field. The reverse is a quadripartite incuse square.

Thasos, a large island off the western coastal region of Thrace, gained its enormous wealth by virtue of its local silver mines as well as mines it controlled on the Thracian mainland opposite the island city-state. According to Herodotos (VI, 46), the city derived 200-300 talents annually from her exploitation of this mineral wealth. Additionally, Thasos gained much material wealth as a producer and exporter of high quality wines, which was tightly regulated by the government, and it was perhaps due to this trade in wine that her coinage spread throughout the Aegean making it a widely recognized and accepted coinage in distant lands.

The artistry of this coin is exceptional, and belongs to the very end of the 5th century BC before the end of the Peloponnesian War. Earlier didrachm staters struck to a local Thracian standard originally of 9.8 g and subsequently to 8.7 g are quite crude in style, portraying a vigorous and beastly satyr forcibly abducting a very unwilling nymph. By contrast the nymph on this coin seems to barely protest the abduction, and the satyr is imbued with almost wholly human qualities. The engraving is by a superior artist and is in a very lovely style, the head of the satyr reminding us of the miniature masterpieces from Katane in Sicily depicting a satyr’s head facing, while the head of the nymph here is strongly reminiscent of the head of the nymph found on the coins of nearby Neapolis in Macedon.

There is no explanation in the relevant literature of the letters A, Σ, or Φ which sometimes appear in the obverse field of these later staters (they never appear on the earlier staters). They cannot be the signatures of the artists as the staters with the same letter often show a markedly different hand at work, so they most probably simply identify the magistrate responsible for the issue, a commonplace feature on other coinages from a number of mints during this and subsequent times.

The Whore of Babylon. (Complete.)

”…It shouldn’t be that much of a hassle to find Xel’Xuhl.. here.. take Lilith and Lilim with you. We will need her after all, she is my Grand Admiral and the third Queen. Now shoo!”

-Lust.

-Sister is ingenuously a in the ozone Matron.. even if she is one of the Grand Empresses! Lilith and Lilim rivet me conceivably, the ignorant, puerile , Female Sovereign. Xel’Xuhl is premised to be cadaverous or on the kip.. or sending the Seraphim to the guillotine. The suavities of Succubi is quaint, Xel’Xuhl is relied to be hair’s breadth of Asia or an ”inaccessible” quarry which Seraphim denizens are opaque. Lilith, Lilim, Alric-Sel and Stein are freighted by Floating Fortress S7-92 to lay foundation for our commission of ”emancipation.” Lust’s chronicle of Xel’Xuhl is amphibological, we’re forecasting a lank, elfin She with quadripartite aileron.. though how prohibitive could our exploratory capers be? Lilith, Lilith, Alric, Stein and I embus the Battleship which vociferously rasps and crepitates with respective, several gaits. Our terminus is the East, Asia to forage for corroboration of Xel’Xuhl. Another hypothetical thesis is that Xel’Xuhl is fornicating like an undomesticated bum. The Whore of Babylon.. I feign invocate that generative bedevilment shan’t gel by parleying with this renowned ”Lady of the Evening.”It is rife that if Xel’Xuhl personified, she’d have enough soundness to catheterize each and every umbra that has ever prevailed and each personage that’ll ever  be extant. Quite horrendous.. and astonishingly whetting. Our wharf upon the sands of Asia is coequally redoubtable.-

-The choate sketch is comprehensively alight, desultory palisades and notched, threadbare calyxes of efflorescence. Necrosis is ubiquitously, Lilith perorated, evincing to unambiguous neighborhoods, the Atoll of Coals extrusive in the orbit.- ”Seems Wrath’s destruction spread to Asia as well.. neat.” -A self-perpetuating pyre for nauticals, even the end of the orange rainbow there is ‘aught but havoc. Here and there are the bony structures of perished mutts, their portrait stigmatized into the loam. Lilim noses the bouquet marooned by Xel’Xuhl, Stein bulldozes my absorption with a furor of inquisition.- ”So.. are Lilith and Lilim Sisters.. and Lust is their Sister.. and Xel’Xuhl is their Sister.. so they are all Sisters..? Why didn’t Lust come along!?” -I wisecrack as flat-out as I am endowed.- ”Yes.. yes.. yes. Yes, Stein. And as to why Lust didn’t come.. she is lazy.” -The incross wails at the inside dope, declaring, slurring the reticent brass tacks.- ”Bu-But! You’re Sloth! You.. you’re the lazy one!” -I shunt my fish-eye and scrutinize the eventide. The curvity of my lips adopted a moue, my eye-lid shaky as I imitate the maxim. A half-baked Chimera, cuckoo Succubi Twins who are my Sisters.. and a counterproductive Dragon dabbling slackly with the now botched Floating Fortress. Stein’s periphrastic chalk-talk transmits my sanity.- ”Wh..What..?” -Stein signalizes that Lilith and Lilim have been AWOL for some time.. virginal embrasures where my Sisters once roosted. Great.- ”Alright.. Stein.. you gotta help me find them. I promised Lust I wouldn’t lose those two- Stein?!”

-The fata morgana manifest left high and dry, copping out in a driftless bias. A beeline towards the undoing, though Stein is drawing and inference contra to Lilith and Lilim’s odor.- ”Alright.. Alric.. seems it is up to you and I to find those three.” -Notably the inoperative Dragon Sovereign is sensible, hashing her wrench.. which wrought a Charley Horse.. and in the spur of the moment.. Alric is unworkable.. again.- ”…Right.. just stay here.” -I dodder and lag along the shoddy detour into the tableland, a butte’s kilter is far more catastrophic than I conjectured. The exalted shrieks of Lilith and Lilim canary while Stein’s outcry is unconsolable. I ape-up the highland and jot-down the antipodal Malignant Spirit yonder, Lilith and Lilim kibitz atop her tetrad pennon.. huh. Conjointly, the atypical Woman is in situ, lotus atop Stein.. who’s mane conveniently drops the iron curtain upon her unclad groin.- ”…Whore of-” -No! That’d be uncouth to remark.- ”Xel’Xuhl..?” -The ArchFiend acknowledges double-time, standing and oozing, dallying, give or take a little until her Germanic meter produced rhythm. A’yup, she is the Grand Admiral of Lust alright. The censorship isn’t as embossed, I derived a dazzler of Xel’Xuhl’s flowering in her approach.. this is going swimmingly. Lilim propitiously garners a skullcap to sterilize her elder Sister.- ”Ah.. thank you, Dear. Now, Voso was it.. what do you want..?” -I rout out the frogs from my esophagus.- ”Mmh.. my Sister, Lust needs to get ‘hold of you for the War. Something about Seraphim.. I’m Sloth by the Way.”

-I doned my faux pas with that transparent referral to my appellative, Xel’Xuhl condescended, drowning me betwixt her bulky, Succubus-grade chest.- ”Sis’ a pleasure to meet ‘ya, Sloth.. how is my Sister, Nym?” -I began to ponder if Xel’Xuhl is a look-alike computer of Lust, the replication of when I confronted Cel!- ”Sh-Sh-She is doing.. we-well.. I am sure she’ll be ha-ha-happy to se-se-see you!” -I gulp and fight for breath until the Whore of Babylon repudiates me.- ”I know what ‘ya are ‘thinkin, Voso.. and yes, I am the Great Whore of Babylon.. not just the Whore of Babylon.. you have to add the ”Great” in there as well. Got it..?” -I anilely act in response by giving her a thumb’s up.- ”Good.. now.. if you’d be so kind as to usher me off of this continent.. it’s about to implode anyhow..” -Stein erects my bleary outline, trucking my ”carrion” back to S7-93. How kind. Xel’Xuhl put in plain English her syllogism for development in Asia.- ”See this.. this x-rated destruction..? I did this.. I’d heard a Seraphim whore was near.. abusing Humans and discarding their corpses.” -Xel’s drift hesitates as she stomped her foot.- ”I AM  the only WHORE to harass the Humans.. ME.. only ME!” -Lilith and Lilim gave their Sister a look, a subtle hint towards their eldest Sister, Lust who’d approve of such behavior. As I’ve previously mentioned.. the Succubus etiquette is queer.. the pseudonym of Whore being stupendous from their vantage point!-

-Alric-Sel blares.- ”Woah! Hold it there.. Woman.. before you board this vessel.. you need to put on some pants.” -Xel’Xuhl gave Alric a look.. and Alric gave her a look, Stein expelled my tenement, Xel’Xuhl began to flaunt, tantalizing and louting Alric. Swiveling and pivoting the curvature of her statuesque actualization, her massive-mammaries jiggling with each sashay ‘cross S7-93.- ”You’re just jealous, Dragon.. because I am so.. developed.. and you are so young.. and flat.” -Alric’s riposte is.. half-assed and unsure.- ”I.. uh.. you.. you.. big.. breasted.. Whore!” -Xel’Xuhl brutally gave Alric’s arse a smack, ushering her towards the wheel of the Battleship.- ”I like this girl.. now.. get us away from Asia.. I’d enjoy rendezvousing with my Mistress, Lust.. as well as my other Sisters. Chop chop..” -Hard to believe Xel is a member of the Family. She is blunt.. and perverted.. shameless.. and just like Lust in every sense, every fiber and every breath she took. Lust, Lechery.. hell! The battleship itself began to smell like lecherous shenanigans. A day of rest would be nice.. much easier than these repetitive tasks. Find Gluttony! Find Xex! Find a Legendary Whore who is somewhere in Asia! Manage to nearly lose both of your Sisters in the process! Befriend a quaint Chimeric creature!-

”But seriously.. Xel.. since this is a War.. you may actually need to put on some pants.. it’s.. distracting.”

-Lilith, Lilim and Voso.

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The earliest depiction of Kyzikos, son of Apollo

This electrum stater from Kyzikos, Mysia, c. 460-400 BC shows the hero Kyzikos, riding his rearing horse at a gallop to the right. This is the earliest depiction of the Thessalian Kyzikos, the son of Apollo and the founder of the famous city of Kyzikos located at the Sea of Marmara, where the tuna fish catch was so important that the animal became the characteristic feature of this city’s coinage. The reverse shows a quadripartite incuse square. A rare and very fine coin.

The entire trade in grain as well as slaves in the Black Sea Region was transacted with electrum coins from Kyzikos such as this for many decades. The site of ancient Kyzikos is located in the modern Balıkesir Province of Turkey. It was located on the shoreward side of the present Kapıdağ Peninsula (the classical Arctonnesus), a tombolo which is said to have originally been an island in the Sea of Marmara only to be connected to the mainland in historic times either by artificial means or an earthquake.

The Whore of Babylon (Unfinished.)

”…It shouldn’t be that much of a hassle to find Xel’Xuhl.. here.. take Lilith and Lilim with you. We will need her after all, she is my Grand Admiral and the third Queen. Now shoo!”

-Lust.

-Sister is ingenuously a in the ozone Matron.. even if she is one of the Grand Empresses! Lilith and Lilim rivet me conceivably, the ignorant, puerile , Female Sovereign. Xel’Xuhl is premised to be cadaverous or on the kip.. or sending the Seraphim to the guillotine. The suavities of Succubi is quaint, Xel’Xuhl is relied to be hair’s breadth of Asia or an ”inaccessible” quarry which Seraphim denizens are opaque. Lilith, Lilim, Alric-Sel and Stein are freighted by Floating Fortress S7-92 to lay foundation for our commission of ”emancipation.” Lust’s chronicle of Xel’Xuhl is amphibological, we’re forecasting a lank, elfin She with quadripartite aileron.. though how prohibitive could our exploratory capers be? Lilith, Lilith, Alric, Stein and I embus the Battleship which vociferously rasps and crepitates with respective, several gaits. Our terminus is the East, Asia to forage for corroboration of Xel’Xuhl. Another hypothetical thesis is that Xel’Xuhl is fornicating like an undomesticated bum. The Whore of Babylon.. I feign invocate that generative bedevilment shan’t gel by parleying with this renowned ”Lady of the Evening.”It is rife that if Xel’Xuhl personified, she’d have enough soundness to catheterize each and every umbra that has ever prevailed and each personage that’ll ever  be extant. Quite horrendous.. and astonishingly whetting. Our wharf upon the sands of Asia is coequally redoubtable.-

-The choate sketch is comprehensively alight, desultory palisades and notched, threadbare calyxes of efflorescence. Necrosis is ubiquitously, Lilith perorated, evincing to unambiguous neighborhoods, the Atoll of Coals extrusive in the orbit.- ”Seems Wrath’s destruction spread to Asia as well.. neat.” -A self-perpetuating pyre for nauticals, even the end of the orange rainbow there is ‘aught but havoc. Here and there are the bony structures of perished mutts, their portrait stigmatized into the loam. Lilim noses the bouquet marooned by Xel’Xuhl, Stein bulldozes my absorption with a furor of inquisition.- ”So.. are Lilith and Lilim Sisters.. and Lust is their Sister.. and Xel’Xuhl is their Sister.. so they are all Sisters..? Why didn’t Lust come along!?” -I wisecrack as flat-out as I am endowed.- ”Yes.. yes.. yes. Yes, Stein. And as to why Lust didn’t come.. she is lazy.” -The incross wails at the inside dope, declaring, slurring the reticent brass tacks.- ”Bu-But! You’re Sloth! You.. you’re the lazy one!” -I shunt my fish-eye and scrutinize the eventide. The curvity of my lips adopted a moue, my eye-lid shaky as I imitate the maxim. A half-baked Chimera, cuckoo Succubi Twins who are my Sisters.. and a counterproductive Dragon dabbling slackly with the now botched Floating Fortress. Stein’s periphrastic chalk-talk transmits my sanity.- ”Wh..What..?” -Stein signalizes that Lilith and Lilim have been AWOL for some time.. virginal embrasures where my Sisters once roosted. Great.- ”Alright.. Stein.. you gotta help me find them. I promised Lust I wouldn’t lose those two- Stein?!”

-The fata morgana manifest left high and dry, copping out in a driftless bias. A beeline towards the undoing, though Stein is drawing and inference contra to Lilith and Lilim’s odor.- ”Alright.. Alric.. seems it is up to you and I to find those three.” -Notably the inoperative Dragon Sovereign is sensible, hashing her wrench.. which wrought a Charley Horse.. and in the spur of the moment.. Alric is unworkable.. again.- ”…Right.. just stay here.” -I dodder and lag along the shoddy detour into the tableland, a butte’s kilter is far more catastrophic than I conjectured. The exalted shrieks of Lilith and Lilim canary while Stein’s outcry is unconsolable. I ape-up the highland and jot-down the antipodal Malignant Spirit yonder, Lilith and Lilim kibitz atop her tetrad pennon.. huh. Conjointly, the atypical Woman is in situ, lotus atop Stein.. who’s mane conveniently drops the iron curtain upon her unclad groin.- ”…Whore of-” -No! That’d be uncouth to remark.- ”Xel’Xuhl..?” -The ArchFiend acknowledges double-time, standing and oozing, dallying, give or take a little until her Germanic meter produced rhythm. A’yup, she is the Grand Admiral of Lust alright. The censorship isn’t as embossed, I derived a dazzler of Xel’Xuhl’s flowering in her approach.. this is going swimmingly. Lilim propitiously garners a skullcap to sterilize her elder Sister.- ”Ah.. thank you, Dear. Now, Voso was it.. what do you want..?” -I rout out the frogs from my esophagus.- ”Mmh.. my Sister, Lust needs to get ‘hold of you for the War. Something about Seraphim.. I’m Sloth by the Way.”