…..they like us already it seems
In Fine, Solum Est Tibi (A Quest in Rome, During The Fall of the Republic)
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Well more like the fact that half the legion are teenagers... being led by mostly teenagers, and an old drunk going for one last hurrah, and a bunch of Centurions who really really really are trying their best to keep things going well without getting grey hair.
They are succeeding in the most part.
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Ah, to be loved by the legion
Magoose
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Sulla: You're doing good kid! Just do that for every single legion and you can march on Rome anytime you want!
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Challenge: AcceptedSulla: You're doing good kid! Just do that for every single legion and you can march on Rome anytime you want!
MAGOOSE DICE: Primed
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Orion Ultor
Everything’s Got A Price.
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-[X]The Primus Centurion: The most senior Centurion does not like you all that much. That much you could account to being a woman, and so young. Perhaps, he may see that change. But right now, you would need to talk to him.
-[X]The Tribunes: The Twins took well to Caeser's gusto and support, but there are a few things that worry you, particularly their poor swordsmanship. There is so much that they need to learn.
-[X]The Hope for Messages: Uncle Ion sent a message? What is it about, what is it for? And how did this letter find the Fleet?
Take care of our issues, then see what our Pirate Uncle has to offer...and how did his letter find us? Did Caesar already have his pirate adventure, where Ion slipped it on him then?
-[X]The Primus Centurion: The most senior Centurion does not like you all that much. That much you could account to being a woman, and so young. Perhaps, he may see that change. But right now, you would need to talk to him.
-[X]The Tribunes: The Twins took well to Caeser's gusto and support, but there are a few things that worry you, particularly their poor swordsmanship. There is so much that they need to learn.
-[X]The Hope for Messages: Uncle Ion sent a message? What is it about, what is it for? And how did this letter find the Fleet?
Take care of our issues, then see what our Pirate Uncle has to offer...and how did his letter find us? Did Caesar already have his pirate adventure, where Ion slipped it on him then?
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Magoose
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Looks at Rolls...
Maybe he did?
Maybe our Uncle just has so many spies working for Pontus that he decided to give us a helping hand.
I'm not telling?
Damn that' s surprising.
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Well it was actually a 97, but with bonuses it might as well be.
Wow did we pulled a Caeser on Caeser? Can't imagine how this must feel for him, going from one of the most humiliating moments in your life to one of the guys in a few words. All of it given by this strange and beautiful woman tribune who seems to command this camp like a queen.
Real happy with the result regardless.
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So…who wants to make Odessa a thing after making Crimea.
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Well at this point, what else does he have to lose? The Legion has accepted him as one of theboys because he's been sent here, the Legate is... competent, but not brilliant.
Well we are not a queen, after all, we follow the Legates's orders like everyone else.
Though with considerably more... leeway.
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[X] Sailing into the Unknown
- [X] The Mind of the Legate: His plan, while simple, was remarkably easy to understand and comprehend. That in itself was not a problem. No, the problem was, he was putting far too much stock into… nothing.
- [X] The Winds of Destiny: The Auger has yet to look into the future. There were not many things known. But the Gods may help.
- [X] The Hope for Messages: Uncle Ion sent a message? What is it about, what is it for? And how did this letter find the Fleet?
I am curious about what is in store for us ahead in our adventure…
- [X] The Mind of the Legate: His plan, while simple, was remarkably easy to understand and comprehend. That in itself was not a problem. No, the problem was, he was putting far too much stock into… nothing.
- [X] The Winds of Destiny: The Auger has yet to look into the future. There were not many things known. But the Gods may help.
- [X] The Hope for Messages: Uncle Ion sent a message? What is it about, what is it for? And how did this letter find the Fleet?
I am curious about what is in store for us ahead in our adventure…
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[X] Family Matters
-[]The Winds of Destiny: The Auger has yet to look into the future. There were not many things known. But the Gods may help.
-[]A Feeling of Home: You never knew of your mother's homeland. Pip knows it, so why has he not spoken of it? Speak Pip!
-[]The Hope for Messages: Uncle Ion sent a message? What is it about, what is it for? And how did this letter find the Fleet?
-[]The Winds of Destiny: The Auger has yet to look into the future. There were not many things known. But the Gods may help.
-[]A Feeling of Home: You never knew of your mother's homeland. Pip knows it, so why has he not spoken of it? Speak Pip!
-[]The Hope for Messages: Uncle Ion sent a message? What is it about, what is it for? And how did this letter find the Fleet?
ThatGuyWithIdeas
Treize died for our sins
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Crushed
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Crushed
Everything ached. Severianus had failed his latest attempt to challenge the Tribune. Sure, it stung his pride to have lost ten bouts to the older girl when he had been so handily trouncing the common legionaries, but as his father had so often drilled into his thick skull, victory came down to instinct and the whims of Fortuna, as much as skill. And having been on the receiving end ten times, Severianus was sure that the Tribune had him beat in skill and instinct. After all, it was difficult to predict what she would do next when her face was so distracting- that is, he was trying to read her intentions from her expression, rather than the movement of her limbs! That was it! Severianus was well aware that excuse would not work on his father, who had undoubtedly heard the rumors as they spread among the men.
But still, he was able to nurse his wounded pride with the fact that by the end of this latest defeat, he could see a glimmer of respect in her sharp gaze. After all, he was the only legionary that had made more than two attempts, and of the dozens of men she had crushed in the sparring circle, he was the only one who had landed anything resembling a blow on her. It had only been a glancing blow, and merely knocked her braid out of the bun it had been gathered in, but had Fortuna turned her wheel but an inch more, it might have landed true on her neck. And with steel, rather than blunted training blades... well, no use moping over 'what ifs' and 'could have beens.'
"Father would give me a thrashing if he saw me sulking like this. Nothing to do but pick myself up and work harder. Any battle you can walk away from and learn from is its own victory. So long as death does not take you, you can come back and grow. Harder, better, faster, stronger." After all, father had survived the campaigns in Gaul and Numidia where many others didn't. The collected wisdom of this twenty-year veteran was all the inheritance that Severianus would get from his father. He intended for it to be a tradition that would be passed down through the generations.
"Now, what was father's advice again? 'the scutum is the legionary's greatest tool. Not only does it protect you and the man beside you from missiles and blade, it is a battering ram that breaches the gates of an enemy's defense'... mmm, breaching the Tribune's defenses... No! Stop that! Focus!"
A passing legionary could only look on in bewilderment as he witnessed Severianus beating his head against his scutum and slapping his cheeks.
Everything ached. Severianus had failed his latest attempt to challenge the Tribune. Sure, it stung his pride to have lost ten bouts to the older girl when he had been so handily trouncing the common legionaries, but as his father had so often drilled into his thick skull, victory came down to instinct and the whims of Fortuna, as much as skill. And having been on the receiving end ten times, Severianus was sure that the Tribune had him beat in skill and instinct. After all, it was difficult to predict what she would do next when her face was so distracting- that is, he was trying to read her intentions from her expression, rather than the movement of her limbs! That was it! Severianus was well aware that excuse would not work on his father, who had undoubtedly heard the rumors as they spread among the men.
But still, he was able to nurse his wounded pride with the fact that by the end of this latest defeat, he could see a glimmer of respect in her sharp gaze. After all, he was the only legionary that had made more than two attempts, and of the dozens of men she had crushed in the sparring circle, he was the only one who had landed anything resembling a blow on her. It had only been a glancing blow, and merely knocked her braid out of the bun it had been gathered in, but had Fortuna turned her wheel but an inch more, it might have landed true on her neck. And with steel, rather than blunted training blades... well, no use moping over 'what ifs' and 'could have beens.'
"Father would give me a thrashing if he saw me sulking like this. Nothing to do but pick myself up and work harder. Any battle you can walk away from and learn from is its own victory. So long as death does not take you, you can come back and grow. Harder, better, faster, stronger." After all, father had survived the campaigns in Gaul and Numidia where many others didn't. The collected wisdom of this twenty-year veteran was all the inheritance that Severianus would get from his father. He intended for it to be a tradition that would be passed down through the generations.
"Now, what was father's advice again? 'the scutum is the legionary's greatest tool. Not only does it protect you and the man beside you from missiles and blade, it is a battering ram that breaches the gates of an enemy's defense'... mmm, breaching the Tribune's defenses... No! Stop that! Focus!"
A passing legionary could only look on in bewilderment as he witnessed Severianus beating his head against his scutum and slapping his cheeks.
A Severianus omake! As you might have guessed, he and his father are ancestors of that Severin family. The one from La Chanson and Rebirth of the World. The founders of a soldiering tradition that will be passed down through the generations! Also, Severianus has a particular taste in women. He's intentionally thinking of Claudia in her military role, because if he thinks of her as a woman, that leads to dangerous thoughts. Also, have a Daft Punk reference, just because.
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WE absolutely need thesenior nco primus centurion on our side. And I am curious on what Ion is doing. I would prefer the homeland issues as third, but 2 out of 3 is not too bad and i don't want to divide the vote with a compeing but very near plan.
WE absolutely need the
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