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Post by Cladius Amulius [3-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 17:14:36 GMT -5
"I shall voulenteer for this difficault task in the legions", said Amulius. "I will do my part."
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Post by Cladius Amulius [3-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 17:19:26 GMT -5
Amulius, after hearing the words of Maxumus, is a bit astound. "Trust me, my dear friend, many of us think alike. But you may never know who is listening. The king has eyes and ears everywhere. Go on with this approach, and we will all soon enough get ourselfes on the wrong end of a sword".
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Post by Gracchus Maximus [3-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 17:20:00 GMT -5
"I too shall help with the legion task." Vows Maximus. "Upon my fathers sword Luco, I swear."
"Forgive me Amulius, I could no longer hold in the hatred for the King anymore. If we are to accomplish our goal of rebellion. We must act upon it now before the Visi-Goth expedition comes back to Rome." Whispers Maximus with a smirk.
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Post by Cornelius Titus [3-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 18:29:58 GMT -5
Cornelius Titus lowers his voice and says with a giant smile, "i have volunteered in the 2nd Legion to control a group of Calvary, with these men i believe i can rise and the ranks and gather many more supporters to our cause, For Rome we shall prosper!"
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Post by Gracchus Julius [3-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 19:03:36 GMT -5
Gracchus Julius glares out from the shadow through piercing blue eyes. He listens carefully to what is said, and then finally decides to walk out and approach the group. Calmly he begins to speak.
"A disorganized rabble," he said cooly, "that is what you are and nothing more! It would take a fool to join you in this task. Alas, I am just such a fool. Comrades, I shall join you for the Glory of Rome!"
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Post by Gracchus Maximus [3-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 19:27:07 GMT -5
Maximus smiles "Welcome Brother Julius I am certain that we will suceed, we just need a cunning plan. One that would make the Iron grip of the Barbarian King tremble." Suddenly an idea came to Maximus. "Wait brothers I have a plan it is simple but efficient! We must gather all those who feel the way we do together, this means everyone from generals,politicians, and holy men. The Politicians can swoop in and make a fool of Beralic in the public eye, lowering his standing with many of the Plebians. Then the Priests and Prophets that come to our cause can spread the word of how Beralic is against the will of the gods. This will destroy Beralics reputation whatever it may be and the people will grow anxious to rid themselves of this beast. Then finally when the Politicians and Holy Men have take all the might out from under Beralic our gallant Generals can sweep in a clutch victory from the hands of the Barbarian King. This may only work if we all work as one, certainly many of our parents will not agree with us. They let Beralic reign over them, but we the new generation of Romans would not let such a travesty go unpunished. There is much work to do, however I want to hear everyones ideas on this first though." After this long speech Maximus lounged in his seat looking across to everyones face awaiting impetuosly their reply. His sword ends ideas, and his mind begins them. A born orator in the making...
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Post by Gracchus Mercurius [3-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 21:20:14 GMT -5
Recently back to Rome with his brother, Tiberius, Mercurius walks into the hushed room and looks at the young Romans gathered there. 'If only the last King we had hadn't burned so many of the Sibyl's books ...'
Listening to the last man's plan -- a man of his own family, Maximus if Mercurius remembered his face -- the young cavalry commander stepped forward and spoke, his cool and quiet voice seeming almost out of place in his shining cavalry cuirass.
"Beralic will not brook such open oratory opposition. He has no ideas of subtlety or politic -- he will not care how many priests or politicians must die to preserve his good name. The Roman people are on our side already, my friends -- we have not suffered a king since the days of the Tarquins, and we do not suffer this one gladly. It is simply a matter of rallying all our supporters to one place, outside the reach of the Visigoth hordes. We are outnumbered as it stands, but if we take to the countryside and gather support, feed our armies from the land, we will simultaneously deprive them of the legions' peacekeeping ability, the grain loyal farmers will give us to feed ourselves, and the ability for them to strike a determining blow while we are still outnumbered. Remember the lessons of the past, friends. A myriad of stinging blows will stop even the largests of rampaging beasts. Cousin Maximus is right -- popular support is always the hardest thing to win in a rebellion -- however, we already have it. Let us not waste priests and politicians, or more importantly, precious time in delaying games. We should take the loyal soldiers of the legions and move to the south to break up what little organization this 'Kingdom' has."
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Post by Cornelius Tiberius [2-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 22:16:59 GMT -5
Tiberius nodded accordingly listening, finally he spoke, as soft as possible for a Cornelii.
"With 100 men behind me, I will win their trust and loyalty, and with these sole 100 men, I shall lead them in covert missions, our first target, the 'king' himself. I find this not hard as these men are all Romans, under my command."
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Post by Cladius Oppius [2-167BC] on Jun 23, 2006 23:25:02 GMT -5
"Titus speaks good words. We need invididuals as well, who will start to recruit in the shadows and bring forth more youths, and even older men and women who have an interest in this. I'm sure there isn't one goodhearted Roman who wouldn't lend their sword to such a worth and patriotic cause. Anyone who would prefer this to the physical labors and sword and shield of fighting, please step forward, and anyone else who has anything else to input to this, please do."
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Post by Cladius Spurius [4-167BC] on Jun 24, 2006 1:51:10 GMT -5
Never moving from his relaxed position, shrouded in shadow, Spurius speaks, " My Brother, I will gladly aid our noble" a slight snicker escapes as he says the last word, "endeavor. And I have always attempted to be nocturnal in all pursuits. So chalk me down for rabble-rousing and recruiting."
Light glints off the coin flipping though his fingers in a dexterous dance. "I will leave, leading legions to my courageous companions." Smirking, he says more to his brother, Oppius, then the others "Beware on recruiting whole legions at once, it takes only one betrayer to mark us all for murder most foul." Shifting his compact form, Spurius leans into the light to make eye contact with the remaining conspirators. His dark eyes hammer home his point, and an underlying threat.
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Post by Scipio Darius [4-167BC] on Jun 24, 2006 13:08:20 GMT -5
Walking past the forum on his own business, Darius quickly noticed the growing huddle of men in a shadowy corner of the plaza. Intrigued by the abnormal nature of the group, Darius made his way over. Keeping his distance, he listened as more and more men agreed to "volunteer". The objective of this "volunteering" appeared to resemble some sort of plot to overthrow the current senate, and their overseeing Visigoth King.
"Salve, brothers. I gather that this discussion relates to the Visigoth rulers, or, more precisely, their 'disposal'? This sounds like a most worthy plan, and I certainly agree to join. However, I fear that our large group may soon catch the attention of some we would rather not want." Darius spread his arms, showing the size of the group, which was nearing a full dozen, and then nodding to a pair of guards the other side of the plaza, obviously of Germanic descent.
"I propose we decide upon a more private place to meet, rather than stand here. Also, I advise we all be careful when discussing this group. While most Romans would gladly see the Visigoths gone, there are those who are either fearful enough, or greedy enough, to reveal us to our most foul opressors..."
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Post by Romae Fabulus on Jun 24, 2006 13:08:49 GMT -5
All members who have expressed support for this movement now have access to the board "The Underground".
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Post by Gracchus Antonius [3-167 BC] on Jun 24, 2006 13:49:13 GMT -5
Gracchus Athonius came out of the temple and walked towards the plaza. He saw young men standing and talking together. Some spoke too loud and Anthonius instantly knew that they were talking about.
He decided to walk towards the group and see if he could aid them in their quest.
"Salve fellow Romans, I managed to hear some of the.. ideas you have and I shall join you. My uncle Servilius Maximus died ten years ago because of this King and now its time to take back what is original ours."
Anthonius looks around him to make sure no guards where near this area.
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Post by Scipio Gaius [4-167BC] on Jun 24, 2006 14:21:44 GMT -5
Gaius Scipio was strolling around the plaza when he noticed the flow of people gathering around in one corner. Gaius, being a curious person decided to approach that group and find out what the interesting subject of conversation was.
After two minutes he had enough. Do they really think that the guards wont notice a growing crowd of young romans trying to look unsuspicious?
He approached the crowd, and started to speak, interrupting the ongoing conversation.
"Brethren, I beg you, take this matter off the streets. This is not the place, nor the time for such a delicate subject. Who knows, maybe a guard, or a bypasser has already heard your scheme-ing and has decided to tell the King himself" The last two words he spoke with such sarcasm even the most ignorant realised it.
When spoken, he turned around and left, chewing on an apple.
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Post by Scipio Darius [4-167BC] on Jun 24, 2006 14:27:50 GMT -5
Darius took the comment of his Bretheren as further support of his own.
"See? Now we are approached by Romans, who request us to break up, for they fears we shall be spotted. I, myself, shall leave now. However, I suggest we decide upon a place to meet. One which shall provide us with the privacy we need. I know a man who rents out apartments, albeit unsuccesfully, in a poor part of the city. I shall send you all a letter in the near future, detailing a time and place where we may meet."
At this, Darius left the group to continue with his work for the day. Later that night, he went to meet the poor landlord he had mentioned earlier.
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