Meeting the Emperors brothers was a harrowing ordeal, being their reputation proceeded them for being unhinged and intimidating. Now, standing before them, the air was heavy with tension. Each respective brother looking on in their own way. Looks that we're mostly indecipherable.

"Why have you come before us?" Geta asked, his gaze ever intense as Caracalla smirked, "Perhaps to offer yourself?" He sneered smugly.