Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170203013433/@comment-5543592-20170208164509

Tim was ignored as the Frumentarii led them to the center of the camp, where a large tent sat, and pulled the opening flap aside, escorting them into it.

The tent's interior was composed of a rug rolled over the floor, a cot sat in one corner, two chairs and a table in another, there were several cabinets, and a large desk took up the center of the room.

A man with long black hair, a strong jaw, a handsome face, and a large build to match sat behind the desk. He wore the armour of a Praetorian, and was likely the Praetorian Gracius the Frumentarii had mentioned earlier. He had no weapon that was visible, but if the tales of Praetorians were true, he could probably just take them all out with his bare hands anyway.

"We found these ones traveling along the road." The Frumentarii told Gracius once he had saluted his superior. "They were attempting to take the north road, out of the City.  It was good fortune we caught them before they had gone too far."

"Ah." Gracius said, waving the Frumentarii aside and speaking directly to the outsiders now. "That means Acendus here just saved your lives." Gracius told them. "Perhaps you'd be interested in how and why."