Post by Romae Fabulus on Jul 5, 2006 10:09:03 GMT -5
Publius Scipio stood watch along the roadway with his century spread out along the road. since the overthrow of the visigoth interlopers banditry was on the rise. That was part of the reason why Publius stood where he did, several miles out of Rome. The other reason was to show the standard, reminding the public that Roman rule was truly roman again. They would need that assurance to keep the peace until the new government could assume power, and it would be essential if the Republic were ever to recover its lost territory.
Publius was daydreaming about leading legions to reconquer the African territories when a heavily laden carriage appeared along the roadway. It had a handful of troops on horseback alongside it, with a roman standard and in roman arms. His troops looked to him for guidance.
"Stop the carriage," Publius ordered. His troops formed up, blocking the road.
The carriage rolled to a slow stop. one of the twenty horseman gave out a shout in heavily accented latin.
"Make way for Senator and Aedile Flavius Torconius."
The troops didn't move. The century's Optio, Cinna looked to Publius.
"We are charged with guarding this highway," Publius responded, "your visigoth guards will disarm and step away from their horses. and you will exit the carriage, you will do so slowly, and you will do it now."
Publius' legionaries advanced slowly till they were right near the mounted visigoths. The door of the carriage opened...
"I'll do no such thing," came the shout from a short, fat, cock-robin of a man dressed in the most elaborate of togas, the thick red stripe of a roman senator clear across his chest.
"Senator, you will comply with the order. I am pleased to detain you with civility, but will do it in whatever manner you wish." Publius said. The man was STILL a senator, although that would change soon enough.
"how dare you," the tubby little man raises his arm to strike the centurion, but the blow never landed. One of the Senator's bodyguards went for a sword, and the battle was on...
The visigoths were on horseback, which perhaps would have been an advantage, but they were heavily outnumbered, and Publius' troops were already pressed in tight which kept the horsemen from making the most of their mounted status. When it was over Publius ordered Flavius Torconius trussled up. Then he ordered Cinna and some troops to inspect the carriage's baggage.
"Uh... Centurion.. You might want to take a look at this," Cinna said. Publius moved to the rear of the carriage.
Amongst the baggage were four large trunks. Publius' troops had already pried the locks off, and the lids hung off, revealing that each trunk was stacked to the very brim with sesterces.
"Oh man we're rich," came the excited yell of one soldier. Publius picked up a coin and examined it, "SPQR" was stamped on one side.
"This is the state treasury." Publius said to himself, than louder. "Close the lids, double guard. We're taking this directly to the city. And don't get any ideas. Any man caught stealing will be executed. Do I make myself clear."
"That's rubbish," muttered one man, "We took it, spoils of war." Publius whacked the man upside the head with the vine staff symbolizing his rank as a centurion. It didn't hurt so much as stun and embarass the man.
"This is the state treasury. From which the government pays your salary. You'd only be robbing yourself, and the rest of your fellow citizens. If you insist on spoils, we'll take the carriage, armor, weapons and horses, and sell them off. Hows that?" The troops grumbled, as anyone would when faced with such wealth, but ultimately agreed that some was better than none. Publius smiled, and formed his troops up to march to Rome with the treasure under guard.
Results: Publius' century recovers State Treasury of 10,000,000 C
20 visigoth soldiers killed.
Flavius Torconius captured.
7 soldiers injured, none killed.
Each soldier recieves 10 c for sale of horses and equipment.
Publius was daydreaming about leading legions to reconquer the African territories when a heavily laden carriage appeared along the roadway. It had a handful of troops on horseback alongside it, with a roman standard and in roman arms. His troops looked to him for guidance.
"Stop the carriage," Publius ordered. His troops formed up, blocking the road.
The carriage rolled to a slow stop. one of the twenty horseman gave out a shout in heavily accented latin.
"Make way for Senator and Aedile Flavius Torconius."
The troops didn't move. The century's Optio, Cinna looked to Publius.
"We are charged with guarding this highway," Publius responded, "your visigoth guards will disarm and step away from their horses. and you will exit the carriage, you will do so slowly, and you will do it now."
Publius' legionaries advanced slowly till they were right near the mounted visigoths. The door of the carriage opened...
"I'll do no such thing," came the shout from a short, fat, cock-robin of a man dressed in the most elaborate of togas, the thick red stripe of a roman senator clear across his chest.
"Senator, you will comply with the order. I am pleased to detain you with civility, but will do it in whatever manner you wish." Publius said. The man was STILL a senator, although that would change soon enough.
"how dare you," the tubby little man raises his arm to strike the centurion, but the blow never landed. One of the Senator's bodyguards went for a sword, and the battle was on...
The visigoths were on horseback, which perhaps would have been an advantage, but they were heavily outnumbered, and Publius' troops were already pressed in tight which kept the horsemen from making the most of their mounted status. When it was over Publius ordered Flavius Torconius trussled up. Then he ordered Cinna and some troops to inspect the carriage's baggage.
"Uh... Centurion.. You might want to take a look at this," Cinna said. Publius moved to the rear of the carriage.
Amongst the baggage were four large trunks. Publius' troops had already pried the locks off, and the lids hung off, revealing that each trunk was stacked to the very brim with sesterces.
"Oh man we're rich," came the excited yell of one soldier. Publius picked up a coin and examined it, "SPQR" was stamped on one side.
"This is the state treasury." Publius said to himself, than louder. "Close the lids, double guard. We're taking this directly to the city. And don't get any ideas. Any man caught stealing will be executed. Do I make myself clear."
"That's rubbish," muttered one man, "We took it, spoils of war." Publius whacked the man upside the head with the vine staff symbolizing his rank as a centurion. It didn't hurt so much as stun and embarass the man.
"This is the state treasury. From which the government pays your salary. You'd only be robbing yourself, and the rest of your fellow citizens. If you insist on spoils, we'll take the carriage, armor, weapons and horses, and sell them off. Hows that?" The troops grumbled, as anyone would when faced with such wealth, but ultimately agreed that some was better than none. Publius smiled, and formed his troops up to march to Rome with the treasure under guard.
Results: Publius' century recovers State Treasury of 10,000,000 C
20 visigoth soldiers killed.
Flavius Torconius captured.
7 soldiers injured, none killed.
Each soldier recieves 10 c for sale of horses and equipment.