GM NOTE: This scenario reflects the game style, ranks, and practices of the "Old Roman Legion" and may not accurately represent the history of the current game's storyline. Consult with a GM before referencing any component of this scenario.

The last rays of orange light from the setting sun cast themselves over the
river Tiber and onto the several buildings of the heavy residential sector of
Rome. Tiberius let out a sigh as he saw yet another group of dissenters unhappy
with the Emperor's reign. Why so much violence? And in the very heart of the
Empire? These were questions with answers locked away in the madness that were
the minds of these rioters. Tiberius hoped never to know the rage and insanity
that was so quickly sweeping this group of twenty young men. As Tiberius called
out to his patrol of fifty veteran soldiers, warning them to ready for the
charge, the lead rioter suddenly whirled around. Almost seeming to lock eyes
with Tiberius, if only for a moment, the young leader new he was beat, and gave
a call for retreat. Inside, Tiberius breathed a small sigh of relief. These were
Rome's very on citizens, and while domestic tranquility must be assured, he was
very hesitant to use force. This was a perfect model of what all confrontations
should be.



But alas, only 30 minutes more into the patrol's round, another group of rioters
were discovered, already at full swing into their orgy of destruction. It was
dark now, and a few nearby buildings were ablaze, and the rioters seemed to
dance about the fire as if they were savage barbarians looting a conquered city.
The sheer disgust that Tiberius felt in his gut could not be manifested into
words. There would be no mercy here, for these people would be an example.



After giving the call to draw arms, and rush the group of savages, Tiberius drew
his own sword and followed his men valiantly into battle. The poorly equipped
rioters feel easily, and it was not long before many of them came to what senses
they had and fled into the night. All told 7 of Rome's young people died in
shame and dishonor that night. Though Tiberius knew it to be justified, he still
felt a pang. These men were so young. What they did was more likely out of
ignorance and young angst than out of any real political motive.



As his unit's relief patrol came in from the Garrison camp, Tiberius rounded up
his 50 men, and returned to headquarters to report the evenings events to his
general, bath the blood of those young souls from his body, and pray to Jove to
cleanse his spirit.



--By Tiberius Flavius Nervae