The Battle For Rome Part 3
It was really almost impossible to see through the rain, which only illuminated from the darkness with a bolt of thunder and lighting, as men with dampened torches had become lost in battle and slaughter.
Rain and thunder had engulfed your entire world, and through chattering teeth and horseness of your throat, you shouted. "Forward, Forward!"
You did not see how the battle was going, for the simple fact you could not see at all through the rain. Your cadre of horses and legionaries were not, as it turned out, as confident as you were. But you spoke louder in the storm, as Jupiter himself seemed to wish this battle to define history, and of Rome itself. "Hear me now and put back your fears. For we are loyal servants of Rome, and we will conquer these traitors."
You had only conviction within your heart from this outcry, and the men followed on horseback, following you towards almost certain doom.
Towards the Enemy, towards the Glory of Death, and the Glory of Rome!
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But then Things Changed:
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When you reached the Marian encampment, you were surprised to see it abandoned, the loot and supply wagons are gone as if there was nothing more to see. It was as if Marius had committed everything to the defense, and now, there was nowhere to go.
You had looked, carefully through the rain to the main encampment, and saw that the fire was burning. You could see Marius waiting, watching the fires as he just stood there. You drew your blade and walked forward.
This man who called himself king of Rome was not the Marius you had seen before, in the whispers and rumors. He looked so much older than you expected. In fact, had it not been for the simple clothes, you would have assumed that this was an old priest that was looking into the fire, to the auguries of fate and hopes for the best.
In fact, you saw Caesar only mutter a word, before he tried to move towards him. "Let me-"
"No." You ordered. "Secure the Camp, look for any trap or reserves."
You had thought that Marius would be leading his forces, leading the men who had accepted his mad rule. You didn't see that. Here he was cowering…
Cowering, and watching the fire as if he could see something to change. Both you and Caesar walked towards the old man, who just seemed to throw twigs into the fire… twigs and pieces of the nail, of cloth and fabric. Anything that would burn brighter, burn hotter, than before.
"I saw Sulla coming towards me, with the eagle of Jupiter. Riding upon the great steed in triumph." He looked to face Caesar. "But it seems I was wrong, just as I was wrong about finding victory on this day. All I see is my child."
Caesar remained still, swords still in hand, trembling in his rage as he pointed it. "The battle is over." He said. "And do not dare call me child."
"Indeed. For you are no longer one… you are just another Roman following the sway of Sulla, for his own life." Marius stood, and you saw him use a wooden stick, a cane to move. "Yet, the war for Rome is not won." He walked, nay, strolled over towards the desk, with a litany of Papers. Many of them signed papers.
He then turned to face you. "But you… you, I did not expect. With how many words Sulla surrounds him, you are easily the thing that must have changed him. Love is the death of duty… even when one is loyal to Rome." He tapped the cane as he sat down, your sword not drawn. "But a girl who believes that she can be a part of this world when she has no place in it. The gods have a cruel sense of humor, now bringing her a chance to indeed change the world."
You wanted to hope that this man was hallucinating. That he was speaking with the words of madness. Yet he did not. You could see that, unlike many other men you have seen. He did not speak like a drunk or a madman.
"But I get ahead of myself." He looked at both of you. "My forces could never win against Sulla's, I saw that. Yet I sit with the last True Children of Rome." He then poured something into a cup, of water you thought, and he looked at Caeser.
"You are speaking madness, you have destroyed the Senate!" Caesar spoke, and he moved forward and threw the papers down to the ground.
"I did. And Rome is better for it, with them dead. Perhaps new Senators will be made, who understand what is truly at stake, rather then be blinded by greed." There was a twist of his lips. "Rome has always been too proud to see that she is not infallible. That she had grown in a simple way. A way of corruption, of Greed, where men see the Senate, rather than the People of Rome they are sworn to govern." He paused, sniffing the drink.
"The men I killed were not men who were against the Republic, they were merely the men who wanted to become king. That is what all men are, it seems. When they have power, all they can do is try to attain it. Myself included. Least as I saw it." He then chuckled and drained the water onto the ground, onto the paper, and then you smelled the burning smell of oil. "You already know what I have done, how much of the rot I expunged from the Republic, with the men I have killed, the families that I ordered Purged, even your own mother Gaius... I have created the most perfect system for someone to change the Republic. To stop this rot that has festered since the Gracci fell to those that may have called themselves Protectors of Rome."
"But I have little faith that it will change anything. Just simply how man is." He then poured oil on himself. "Before I left, I was told a prophecy… a prophecy that involved you Caeser…" He then looked into the boy's eyes and said. "
You will walk side-by-side with the sun, Helios in his Chambers, but never eclipse him, or he will strike you down… you will suffer a thousand deaths from life and love until the four are three, the Three are two, and the Two are One."
He then looked at you. "You already know the rest, Dear Claudia." Caeser traded a glance. "Rome is dead."
Do you Try to Save Marius?:
[]Yes: He will stand trial for his crimes.
[]No: Let him burn.
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Reward: The Battle is over.
Sulla's forces have won.
Who do you speak to as you prepare to walk in Triumph in Rome?:
(Choose 1)
[]Uncle Ion
[]Sulla
[]Baachus
[]Caeser
[]Cicero
[]Cossus Tettius Gallio
[]Caius Spurius Polybius