"Arma virumque cano..." *
Tension was in the air. The dark room was only barely lit by the candle Tiberius was holding. Without speaking as much as a word, the slave had followed his master to Rome's library. Meanwhile, Augustus was frantically searching a certain book, which had apparently been lost long ago in between the various thousands of scrolls that littered the library. "It must be somewhere over here. Tiberius, come light this up. These scrolls seem old enough. Maybe it's in here?"
Our slave neared Augustus and held the candle closer to his master's hands. Half a dozen of ancient scrolls fell from the table, and Augustus let out a curse no historian would ever have dared to record. As he crouched to pick up the fallen texts, he let out a deep grunt, only to sigh in relief when he sat back into his chair. "It's fruitless. None of these contain the words I was looking for. Let's just go home."
Tiberius nodded, carefully walked over a few scrolls and waited for Augustus to do the same. Instead, his master was sitting on the floor, one of the fallen scrolls in his hands. Augustus gestured his slave to come closer. As he approached, the letters on the scroll became a lot clearer. Augustus' eyes glazed, and with a satisfied smirk, he indulged deeper into the contents of this text. It had no author, nor any date, but the archaic Latin indicated it had originated from the very beginning of Rome.
''0 anni ab urbe condita''◊
The men have set up camp. The location isn't an excellent one, but the nearby forests should provide timber for the time being. The marsh can be cleared. Later. Our hunters have found an ancient ruin to the South. It contained spears and fine wooden shields, and they promptly armed themselves with them.
''100 anni ab urbe condita''◊
Another city with a despot was further down South. He seemed uninterested in us and our warriors. We will leave him alone for the time being, but he may be a good trade partner.
''550 anni ab urbe condita''◊
A band of adventurers have gathered and explored the coast to the North. Skimming along, they found two other cities, which welcomed us warmly, and a beautiful landmark. The gods have blessed us. Unfortunately, our men abused the hospitality offered at one of the cities and committed a theft. It may take a while to re-establish a bond of trust.
''775 anni ab urbe condita''◊
The barbarian raids coming from the South have been dealt with. Our adventurers lost a lot of men, but the warriors cut down the enemy without much difficulty. Bless Mars.
''1000 anni ab urbe condita''◊
Today, our city has existed for exactly one thousand years. Let us never forget Romulus and his great achievement. The city elders will gather today for a meeting on which course of action our city should follow next. There has been a lot of discussion about founding a second one, not far to the South. Our spearmen had found gems and cattle there, but founding too close to the other despot might anger him.
So, fellow tropers, what should we do next? If any one wants me to show particular screens or areas, feel free to ask. *
edited 23rd Nov '10 11:39:41 AM by Deltasquid