[AAR] - The Antarian and Calradian chronicles-SoD historical story.
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"Soon after this, the EPIC FAIL of the explorers will be shown" my advise dont use internet slang like EPIC FAIL or anything like that 
Ye I got that I laughed anyway
I laughed anyway 
WHYYYY?!??! OH GOD WHY DO THESE AMAZING WRITERS COME AND OVERSHADOW MAH TALE?!?!? <--- basically means I love it too much
<--- basically means I love it too much 
Well, in my alternate history (I say alternate because no real history has been established) the Antarians and Romans originated from the same people, hence the similar cultures. And I chose Tiberius and Maximus (or if you're referring to the main character, Mathius) simply because those were roman names I liked. Remember, this are not the Romans, these guys are from an alternate universe...
amazing as always
I move all AAR's to unsticied section. I will bump them when neccesary
Bump.
Sorry for the lack of updates, but RL has been catching up to me lately...
Chapter Three, “ An Unexpected Meeting...”
Tomorrow, beneath the mountain pass of Isal.
After gathering his army, Tiberius decided on marching through the night, in order to reach Fort Isal by morning. This is an ancient fortress, built by the Antares to protect a wide pass through the Isal mountains. He assumed this would be the first big battle, for in order to make any successful campaign, the Romans would have to secure this pass into the Antarian lands. And on top of that, scouts have reported Roman Legions gathering in the city of Esk, the nearest Roman city.
It would not be until morning, that the Antarian army had reached the Isal mountains. The fort itself was hard to reach from the East, but unfortunately the Roman side was much easier to get to, do to them building roads there in the days when trade prospered. Now, it would prove to be just another advantage for the enemy of Antares. From both sides, it was protected by a pair of great gates, and walls that no siege ladder could easily tackle.
In about midday, Tiberius had reached the gates of Fort Isal alone his army a slope behind, which were closed shut.
“I order the Antarian in command to open these gates now!” he yelled at the guards who were upon the gating wall.
“Who would you be, seeking entrance to a fort of the Antares so lightly?” snarled one of them back.
And as he spoke, the first regiments under Tiberius’ command had reached the entrance themselves.
“Soldier, your sight had better be clouded by your high walls, for I am Tiberius, commander of the 1st Antarian army, Marshall to our great Empire. Now, I repeat, open your mighty gates, or shall you force me to siege my own walls?” he proudly said.
Now, more soldiers have gathered on the walls, looking at this great army from above. And even though the walls were mighty high, Tiberius could still see a lot of them stepping aside, for one man to pass through. He stood there for a moment, and it seemed as he was judging the men beneath. Finally, he spoke.
“Tiberius, you say? Now would you be the Tiberius, hero of the Nomad Wars? The Tiberius, who settled countless rebellions from East to West, from South to North, sparing no one in his path? The Tiberius, whom I personally had to drag home, after countless visits to nearest inn?” the man said cheerfully. And in this dark time of war, all of the men, both the regiments outside, and the men on the walls, roared with laughter, as Tiberius stood bewildered. Then slowly, comprehension, along with a great smile, drew across his face.
“Amiculus! My old friend! I had no idea you were in command here! It is good to see you after all this time, no matter the circumstance. Now, will you open up for me and my man, or shall we have that drink outside the gates?”, he said, but before he finished his sentence, the gates slowly drew open.
“You and your men are welcome here, no matter the circumstance.” Said Amiculus as Tiberius’ army marched inside, with their leader at front. After Tiberius made his first step inside, he immediately started looking around, knowing that he would need to defend this place soon.
A large paved road led from the Western gates, and it led directly to the great tower fort in the middle of the fortress complex. From this tower three more roads sprouted to the East, North, and South, and they divided the fortress into four small districts. One was the big practice range, the first thing Tiberius had seen from the West Gate. Then there was the housing for the soldiers, which would soon become tight, due to the arrival of an additional army. On the other side of the fortress, the hospital, tavern, stables, and armory were located, beneath the Eastern walls.
Tiberius ordered his men to get acquainted with the garrison, and to put what belongings they brought inside the small houses that Amiculu’s men occupied. So Apolis and Mathius went inside, and sat down, clearly exhausted.
“This is the place that the General spoke about, I reckon” said Mathius, looking around.
“Got that right, I suppose. D’ya think these men even know that the Romans are coming?” said Apulius.
“I don’t know, but either way, they’re about to find out. Since it was so damn urgent for us to get here quickly, I suppose the enemy’ll be here soon, maybe in a day or two.”
“Once again, I hope you’re wrong…” said Apulius.
Meanwhile, Tiberius came up to the Western wall to see his friend.
“Amiculus! My friend, we couldn’t have met in a worse time.” He said, as he shaked his hand.
“Let’s get up to the tower, I expect you have things to tell me about, since you came into my fort unannounced, and clearly not alone.” Amiculus said.
“That I have, but I am not here just to see you again. Hell, I didn’t even know you were in charge of the place now. I’m here on orders from the Emperor himself.” Tiberius responded.
Amiculus looked intrigued.
“One would think such orders would go by me first, and yet I have no knowledge of this.”
“We could not spare no messengers or scouts to inform you, all of them were sent to give the mobilization announcement throughout the Empire.” Tiberius said.
“Mobilization?! These are some interesting news indeed, and I already consider them not to be for all ears around. Join me in the tower, and we shall continue this conversation there.” He said grimly, as they took the stairs down from the walls, and the Sun rose into it’s zenith.
Chapter Three, “ An Unexpected Meeting...”
Tomorrow, beneath the mountain pass of Isal.
After gathering his army, Tiberius decided on marching through the night, in order to reach Fort Isal by morning. This is an ancient fortress, built by the Antares to protect a wide pass through the Isal mountains. He assumed this would be the first big battle, for in order to make any successful campaign, the Romans would have to secure this pass into the Antarian lands. And on top of that, scouts have reported Roman Legions gathering in the city of Esk, the nearest Roman city.
It would not be until morning, that the Antarian army had reached the Isal mountains. The fort itself was hard to reach from the East, but unfortunately the Roman side was much easier to get to, do to them building roads there in the days when trade prospered. Now, it would prove to be just another advantage for the enemy of Antares. From both sides, it was protected by a pair of great gates, and walls that no siege ladder could easily tackle.
In about midday, Tiberius had reached the gates of Fort Isal alone his army a slope behind, which were closed shut.
“I order the Antarian in command to open these gates now!” he yelled at the guards who were upon the gating wall.
“Who would you be, seeking entrance to a fort of the Antares so lightly?” snarled one of them back.
And as he spoke, the first regiments under Tiberius’ command had reached the entrance themselves.
“Soldier, your sight had better be clouded by your high walls, for I am Tiberius, commander of the 1st Antarian army, Marshall to our great Empire. Now, I repeat, open your mighty gates, or shall you force me to siege my own walls?” he proudly said.
Now, more soldiers have gathered on the walls, looking at this great army from above. And even though the walls were mighty high, Tiberius could still see a lot of them stepping aside, for one man to pass through. He stood there for a moment, and it seemed as he was judging the men beneath. Finally, he spoke.
“Tiberius, you say? Now would you be the Tiberius, hero of the Nomad Wars? The Tiberius, who settled countless rebellions from East to West, from South to North, sparing no one in his path? The Tiberius, whom I personally had to drag home, after countless visits to nearest inn?” the man said cheerfully. And in this dark time of war, all of the men, both the regiments outside, and the men on the walls, roared with laughter, as Tiberius stood bewildered. Then slowly, comprehension, along with a great smile, drew across his face.
“Amiculus! My old friend! I had no idea you were in command here! It is good to see you after all this time, no matter the circumstance. Now, will you open up for me and my man, or shall we have that drink outside the gates?”, he said, but before he finished his sentence, the gates slowly drew open.
“You and your men are welcome here, no matter the circumstance.” Said Amiculus as Tiberius’ army marched inside, with their leader at front. After Tiberius made his first step inside, he immediately started looking around, knowing that he would need to defend this place soon.
A large paved road led from the Western gates, and it led directly to the great tower fort in the middle of the fortress complex. From this tower three more roads sprouted to the East, North, and South, and they divided the fortress into four small districts. One was the big practice range, the first thing Tiberius had seen from the West Gate. Then there was the housing for the soldiers, which would soon become tight, due to the arrival of an additional army. On the other side of the fortress, the hospital, tavern, stables, and armory were located, beneath the Eastern walls.
Tiberius ordered his men to get acquainted with the garrison, and to put what belongings they brought inside the small houses that Amiculu’s men occupied. So Apolis and Mathius went inside, and sat down, clearly exhausted.
“This is the place that the General spoke about, I reckon” said Mathius, looking around.
“Got that right, I suppose. D’ya think these men even know that the Romans are coming?” said Apulius.
“I don’t know, but either way, they’re about to find out. Since it was so damn urgent for us to get here quickly, I suppose the enemy’ll be here soon, maybe in a day or two.”
“Once again, I hope you’re wrong…” said Apulius.
Meanwhile, Tiberius came up to the Western wall to see his friend.
“Amiculus! My friend, we couldn’t have met in a worse time.” He said, as he shaked his hand.
“Let’s get up to the tower, I expect you have things to tell me about, since you came into my fort unannounced, and clearly not alone.” Amiculus said.
“That I have, but I am not here just to see you again. Hell, I didn’t even know you were in charge of the place now. I’m here on orders from the Emperor himself.” Tiberius responded.
Amiculus looked intrigued.
“One would think such orders would go by me first, and yet I have no knowledge of this.”
“We could not spare no messengers or scouts to inform you, all of them were sent to give the mobilization announcement throughout the Empire.” Tiberius said.
“Mobilization?! These are some interesting news indeed, and I already consider them not to be for all ears around. Join me in the tower, and we shall continue this conversation there.” He said grimly, as they took the stairs down from the walls, and the Sun rose into it’s zenith.
Nice! I hope someone makes ssuch fortress for V5.
