Yeah.. I know that Nestor is way out of character. I just pictured him as an old man so that is what he is. Why, you ask, must I say Telemakhos so many different ways? Have you ever had a conversation with someone who has just read The Odyssey? Everyone says his name differently. So I make fun of that. :)
"When I was your age," said Nestor to Telemakhos, "I walked ten miles to school in the snow, uphill both ways." The old man rocked back and forth in his wooden rocking chair while Telemakhos sat on the ground. "So… Tele.. um.."
"It's Telemakhos, sir."
"Shut up, Telemaloohaha! I knew that!" shouted Nestor.
Telemakhos pouted at the fact his name was said wrong again.
"Now.. Where was I?"
"Where is my daddy?"
"Oh yes… Odysseus was a good man. He always helped the little animals, especially bunnies. One day he designed a horse. This horse was made of wood. But not any old wood. Good wood. Sturdy wood. Trojan wood."
"Sir." said Telemakhos.
"What?" Nestor looked startled.
"I asked about my daddy, not wood."
"Oh yeah.. We jumped out of the horse and killed the stupid Trojans. Unfortunately, Odysseus was given the job of killing Paris. Don't ever give him a job like that. He ran off towards France. We had to tie him down, the crazy Ithacan. Anyway, for some reason he and his men left without praying. I mean, he had enough time in all."
Telemakhos blinked a few times. "Why didn't he?"
"I think he was trigger happy and went after some Frenchies or something."
There was some awkward silence for a while. You could only hear the squeaking of Nester's chair as he rocked.
"Then?" asked Telemakhos.
"Then they sailed off into the sunset the end. " he said, all in one breath.
"Where is my daddy now?"
"How am I supposed to know?" Nester snapped. "Go talk to Menelaos. He knows stuff."
Telemakhos nodded and headed for the stables.
"Wait!" said Nestor. He stood up and shoved a man with a bunch of gold a Telemakhos. "Take one of my sons and all of this gold so that I don't suffer in Hades."
The son of Odysseus got help from a servant loading the gold (and son) onto a carriage.
Nestor ran to catch Telemakhos before he left. "It's a long journey." he said. "You'll need food." He handed the clear-headed Telemakhos a paper bag. "So long Telephone!"