*** Artorius returned to Ostia following the arrest of Cassius Chaerea. He had only been called to remain in Rome in case the city police, known as the vigiles, proved unable to maintain order and he would have to call in his own men. It had proven unnecessary, and with the senate quickly, thou...
*** “You missed all the excitement from Passover,” Justus said as he, Artorius, and the other centurions met over breakfast. “Always a potentially volatile time in this region,” another centurion named Julius added. He had been with the Twelfth Legion and had been assign...
Artorius smiled to himself. If the lot of them were drunk, then they would be easier to overwhelm. He crouched low against the base of the tree; a large oak, whose branches nearly reached over to the wall. The rest of his section lay prone on either side of him, as Decimus started up the tree. A ...
*** Paulinus ordered all food stores from the oppida to be taken back to camp. The stronghold was then put to the torch. It took some time for the damp timbers to ignite, and the thick columns of black smoke could be seen for twenty miles. Governor Scapula had ridden back to the Rom...
She had never been to Germania, and though the province fascinated her, it was not what she wished to see. For Diana Procula was finally taking a journey for herself and not on the whims of others. She was taller than most women, with strong shoulders and extremely powerfu...
The First and Twentieth Legions had been selected to carry the assault, along with the two cohorts of the Praetorian Guard that accompanied Germanicus. The general himself was on foot and conspicuously devoid of his helmet. He was pacing back and forth in front of the assaulting cohorts. He was s...