Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170203013433/@comment-5583506-20170221032210

"Sounds like this Caesar is trying to put up a competition", smiled Deaphanie. "It might... uhm... upset the balance seriously. Wouldn't you say, brothers?"

"Oh, definitely", grumbled Ward without a single ounce of positivity in his voice as he demonstratively put up his hands on Justice and Judgement, making it clear that that the next words or actions from the Frumentarii would be the straw that would break the camel's back. "My patience with this sad excuse of a Roman revival  has run dry either way. "

Pestin rubbed his sellion and smacked with his lips, causing his cigarette to leave his mouth. "Hoo-boy..." he sighed, but nevertheless readied Plague. "I still say that we should have brought the mounts."

We are a disgrace to the name when we pick our fights on foot and our adversaries are on horseback.

"The rider on the far right looks rather tasty", Famian whispered to his chainsmoking brother. "Could I have him?"

"He's all yours, Fam. Just don't make a mess."