The story begins here. The previous week begins here.
Aegus demanded as his ransom the right to send nine young men per year to the school in Kadlandith known as Delzhenith (the "zh" represents a voiced "sh" sound). The students and masters of that school were known as or the Delzhenidar or the Telchenides in the mispronunciation descended from the Greeks.
The nine young men were called the Kuretes after the Greek mispronunciation of Kadlandith and the first nine were a remarkable lot --mental and physical prodigies, every one of them, chosen by direct intervention of Poseidon through an oracle. The Kuretes quickly learned the writing, arithmetic, navigation, and engineering of the Aghianar; they learned the forging of the Philistines and the geometry of the Egyptians. This was the true beginning of Greek greatness, all stolen like everything else good in Greece, from others by threat of murder.
Those nine young men --you would recognized some of their names even today-- became great teachers and wizards, so influential that they almost alone raised the Greeks from a few scattered tribes of scrounging barbarians into a thriving civilization on the road to the Classical Age.
The Kuretes were also taught martial skills by a former captain of Pharaoh's personal guard, a form of training reserved for select guardsmen and Valangzar. The training involved dancing in their armor, which is the primary non-mythological story that the Kuretes are remembered for today.
Finally, the Kuretes were taught the magic of mists. Yes, the fools of the Delzhenith actually taught the Greeks how to empower their gods.