‘What do you think of this place, my lord?’

‘Not much, to be honest, Gaudentius. No wonder the armies kept wanting to invade Gallia and Italia. That meant they could get away from Britannia!’

The General took another swig of wine, swilled it round his mouth and then spat the liquid out of the window of his quarters.

‘Where did this urina come from? I would get more pleasure out of drinking pig’s piss!’

’I am sorry, my lord. It is all we could find. There is not much civilization left round these parts’.  

 Aetius looked around the ruins of the town where they were now stationed pending further orders.

With some patching up, those walls could last a bit longer. Not sure there is much po...

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