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As Praxites made his way from the arena the audience cheered. They had enjoyed the bloody spectacle of his execution

Five against one. Well, four against one, as Numerius was bleeding out slowly from several wounds, and struggling to remain on his

Nepos arrived back to his villa just before the sun had reached its peak. The heat was slowly baking the

Titus Norbanus Nepos had held his suspicions that he might lose his most formidable warrior, but had quietly hoped the

The hooded figure made their way down one of Rome’s many back alleys, past small market stalls, beggars and miscreants,

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Titus Norbanus Nepos awoke before his wife, and spent a few minutes watching her sleep. She always slept closer to

Based upon this artwork by Jess-madhouse. He had waited for many years, so he would continue to wait. The cold mountain air

The Cave is inspired by this work, by Rickochet12. Night had fallen, but the heat, and worse, the humidity, had not