The Greatest Ludus P7

As Praxites made his way from the arena the audience cheered. They had enjoyed the bloody spectacle of his execution of five thieves, and they eagerly awaited the next fight. As the guards dragged the bodies from the arena, Nepos raised his hands to request silence. “Now good citizens of Rome, we welcome, all the […]

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The Greatest Ludus P6

Five against one. Well, four against one, as Numerius was bleeding out slowly from several wounds, and struggling to remain on his feet, let alone fight. Praxites faced Appius, a young man, actually slightly taller than Praxites and not of unreasonable build, but hardly a gladiator, either in body or mind. The thief’s eyes held fear and […]

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The Greatest Ludus P5

Nepos arrived back to his villa just before the sun had reached its peak. The heat was slowly baking the earth into what felt like rock, and he was starting to sweat. His discomfort however, stemmed from the conversation he was about to have. He had wanted to tell Paulus exactly where to put his […]

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The Greatest Ludus P4

Titus Norbanus Nepos had held his suspicions that he might lose his most formidable warrior, but had quietly hoped the businessman Marcus Octavius Paulus would have a different arrangement in mind. To have his fears realised was not a surprise but it was a body blow. Nimr was more than just another gladiator. “Nimr…” He […]

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The Greatest Ludus P3

The hooded figure made their way down one of Rome’s many back alleys, past small market stalls, beggars and miscreants, all of whom tried to speak to them, or thrust their hands out, desperate for the smallest crumb or coin. The figure bustled past without so much as a second glance- they had far more […]

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The Greatest Ludus P2

“You stupid fuck!” Roared the giant of a man clad in light leather armour. As he shouted he slammed his wooden sword into another man’s ribcage, and for good measure drove his fist into his jaw. The other man fell upon the ground, groaning in pain. They were but two of several pairs of men […]

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The Greatest Ludus P1

Titus Norbanus Nepos awoke before his wife, and spent a few minutes watching her sleep. She always slept closer to the portal, so she could take advantage of the cool breezes that took the edge off the hot Rome sun. That sun was now rising, and as it did the light grazed her auburn hair […]

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Art and Cooking

Should that be the art of cooking, or maybe the cooking of art? No, not that last one. That might be seen as bad (and it won’t taste pleasant). I’ve been continuing to doodle, and during this lockdown I’ve dabbled at cookery too. Admittedly the chief extent of my cooking has been to chuck random […]

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