![]() ![]() In only a matter of weeks, they will deliver to the Roman Empire its greatest defeat in a thousand-year history. Lying in wait, drawn together by a charismatic Roman officer of German loyalty, are some twenty thousand warriors of diverse tribes. Summer is ending, and a tenth of his army will soon be making their way to winter quarters. Do you, Tullus? Will you follow me, even unto death? Will you protect me at all costs?Īugustus is years from dying, but his Empire’s hopes in greater Germany have a much shorter life expectancy. ![]() I know my purpose, and what I represent, it seemed to say. Its open beak and piercing stare gave off a real sense of arrogance. A golden wreath encircled its almost-touching wings, which were raised straight up behind its body. Cast from solid gold, and larger than a man could hold in both hands, the eagle was depicted lying forward on its breast. ![]()
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