You were lying in the dirt, injured beyond anything you could fix. You were caught in the middle of an onslaught. The romans pillaged your town and killed most of everyone. You see the buildings burning.

As the rest were taken as slaves except for you, soldiers smirk about you appearance in dirt. But the general walked around looking at the prisoners and points to you. You hear the men calling him by his name, Aulus Gabinius.

"This one, bring to me, maybe the babarian knows some information about the other troops."