The Battle Against Rome

By Order Of Our Emperor Augustus

Feet stomping across the forests of Germania in a strict, disciplined rhythm, they come in a troop of 50. We see a young man about 5 feet and 5 inches in height, equipped in chainmail armor over his fine red subarmalis, he looks around and in a nervous voice and asks his general Brutus, whom is dressed in hand-forged, robust bronze armor "Um.. Sir.. Why are we out here again exactly..?"

Brutus answers with a sharp reply "There have been Germani forever making incursions on our territory, the ghastly savages!" he hits his pilum into the ground with such a force it splits the soil through.

"Do I make myself clear Flavius? This is by order of our emperor whom we will stay loyal to or else.." Brutus says as he makes an intimidating cutthroat motion towards Flavius; Flavius decided he had enough and wanted to stand up to his cruel oppressor, despite how awkward he is. "Well you are just a sheep following an emperor gone power-hungry!!"

Brutus then unsheathes his pugio dagger and slashes Flavius across the palm, he grabs his hand and covers it in defeat, trying to stop the stream of blood flowing out. "I have heard enough from you Flavius.. Now, march!" they then continue on, unsure of what they will find.

It's a day or so later and I am out, looking up to the sun feeling quite confident, I start talking to myself: "What a great day!!!" but I say this all in vain for Alba comes to me very frightened, "Adalbern Adalbern!! Who are those people??" I turn and see men marching through our village, surprised by what divine armor they had on, it was nothing I have ever seen before!!

Eberhard our chieftan forms a grim look on his pale face, spear in betwixt spear they slowly come marching through, I run into my house and grab my shield, I run up to them letting out my mighty northern war cry, I swing my scramasax at one of the soldiers but he blocks it with his massive shield and pushes me to the ground then points his spear to my throat, I look at the soldier grinding my teeth in anger, barking at him like a wild dog.

"Why are you here?!!?!?" the soldier looks down upon me and laughs as Eberhard watches carefully, readying himself for battle as the others; "Don't worry.. We are merely here to trade with your tribe.." he flashes silver, round coins in my face with the face of a powerful looking man printed on said coins, I look at them in awe, it is nothing I have ever seen before!!!

Maybe.. Just maybe.. We can trust.. Whoever these people are..