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Anchialus

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Canonical name
Anchialus
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None
Kind
Character
Scope
Individual
Editorial note
Anchialus is named only within Minerva’s Mentes cover identity.

Aliases

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No aliases recorded.

Location presence

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No presence observations in the processed scope.

Claims

2
·Disguised

In Minerva’s Mentes disguise, Anchialus is claimed as Mentes’s father.

See evidence text
“I am Mentes, son of Anchialus”
·Disguised

In Minerva’s Mentes cover story, Anchialus gives Ulysses arrow poison because he is very fond of him.

See evidence text
“my father let him have some, for he was very fond of him”

Additional evidence

Evidence records not already represented by a claim.

1
·Disguised
“Mentes, son of Anchialus”

Passage preview

Book 1 · Passage 14

And Minerva answered, ‘I will tell you truly and particularly all about it. I am Mentes, son of Anchialus, and I am King of the Taphians. I have come here with my ship and crew, on a voyage to men of a foreign tongue being bound for Temesa {4} with a cargo of iron, and I shall bring back copper. As for my ship, it lies over yonder off the open country away from the town, in the harbour Rheithron {5} under the wooded mountain Neritum. {6} Our fathers were friends before us, as old Laertes will tell you, if you will go and ask him. They say, however, that he never comes to town now, and lives by himself in the country, faring hardly, with an old woman to look after him and get his dinner for him, when he comes in tired from pottering about his vineyard. They told me your father was at home again, and that was why I came, but it seems the gods are still keeping him back, for he is not dead yet not on the mainland. It is more likely he is on some sea-girt island in mid ocean, or a prisoner among savages who are detaining him against his will. I am no prophet, and know very little about omens, but I speak as it is borne in upon me from heaven, and assure you that he will not be away much longer; for he is a man of such resource that even though he were in chains of iron he would find some means of getting home again. But tell me, and tell me true, can Ulysses really have such a fine looking fellow for a son? You are indeed wonderfully like him about the head and eyes, for we were close friends before he set sail for Troy where the flower of all the Argives went also. Since that time we have never either of us seen the other.’