The Scipii and their deal with the Devil

**Monk** · 02-28-2005, 22:39

I apologise for not replying sooner...

Oi! Tis not my imagination good sir. But me playing RTW and telling my relatively pointless tale about my crazy Senate campaign wherein Carthage is the greatest and longest lasting ally of Rome!

well; that's how i got started. I started writting basic recaps of battles, before i knew it i was doing campaigns. Then as i felt the need to add something more to my writing i found i was adding plots elements like in some of my first stories here at the Mead Hall. i don't think it's pointless; people are reading this aside from me so i'm not the only one who thinks that. If you enjoy writing it i say keep going!

Is anybody reading/enjoying this? I can see that it has been viewed 40 times, but if nobody is enjoying it I do not want to spam....

spam? no, no of course not. No story is spam so long as it is tasteful and follows the guidlines of the mead hall. Which are basically unwriten rules that means keep the story suitable for a teenager to read. Otherwise give a warning at the start of the story as to what it will contain.

I do enjoy it though. Keep writing; you'll improve and maybe it will become something you enjoy (if it's not already).

**Uesugi Kenshin** · 03-01-2005, 03:52

Thanks for the encouragement, I will continue the story, as soon as I get more time with RTW. I have a little something to add, but not much yet.

After his glorious victory in Anatolia Quintus decided to teach the Anatolians the Roman Art of War and shaped great military schools that would rival those of Rome, Capua, Arretium and Ariminium. He had also realized that the senate was sending all of their troops to fight the horsemen of Scythia and would not give aid to him due to his Scipii blood. With these schools training competent soldiers of all types Quintus began his first long march, his march out of Anatolia, south towards Antioch and into the very heartland of Imperial Egypt.

**Uesugi Kenshin** · 03-04-2005, 04:48

Quintus Scipio has been gaining fame in Rome not only as the Emperor, but also as the nurturer of Carthage, conquerer of the East and the greatest general and warrior in the known world. He has killed many men of all classes and disciplines and has been seriously wounded more times than any other generl. This lead to one of his nicknames "Scarface," however, this did not catch on and he was soon known as Quintus Victor for his great victories against Egypt. Beside all of this he is also a family man, upon taking a rest from campaigning in Tarsus he has been blessed with another daughter. Quintus views this as a good thing, because his family is in many ways still looked down upon as usupers and traitors due to his Scipii blood. So his daughters will be able to be married off and incorporated into the Roman nobility and giving him grandchildren whom he can bestow the mantle of emperor upon, without fear of persecution.
In other events the last Scythian lords have been hunted down and slaughtered like the dogs they are, while Osca has been retaken from the rebels that took the turnover as a time of oppurtunity. Due to pressure from the Emperor the Senate has awarded Carthage with 23000 Denarii for their long years of war with Egypt and their continuing allaince.

**Uesugi Kenshin** · 03-07-2005, 04:25

I am going to try and find something else to write about in a more interesting manner, but until then I had to write a vignette for school. So here it is:

The Last Charge of Quintus Scipio

Full of anxiety, Quintus surveyed his soldiers. All of them were ready, but none of them were prepared. He surveyed the Praetorians, Legionaries and Auxilia. Each and every one of them was clad in Rome’s finest armor and carried stout tower shields, but none of them were safe. Quintus gazed upon the field, parched and flat. It was perfect. Slowly he straddled his trusty horse, set his helm upon his head and lifted his spear. He turned his back on the sun, and gaped at the opposing force. Pikes glittered in the sun and the plate mail glittered brilliantly like gems in the rough. Slowly he set his jaw and positioned his shield. He roared and unleashed the full might of Rome.

**Uesugi Kenshin** · 03-08-2005, 04:27

I think I am going to start taking 20 minutes or so every day to write a little Vignette in a historical setting. Everyone that has been reading this thanks and you can excpect the first one tomorrow.

**The Stranger** · 03-08-2005, 09:48

i thought you were on vacation on the moon

**Uesugi Kenshin** · 03-09-2005, 03:32

I was but I decided to come back. It was cold....

BTW the reason I am changing to short random stories is I cannot make a long story with good description/writing and I end up having no idea where to go. I would also like to invite everyone to discuss the Vignettes and give their opinion on what the hell I am talking about and what happens afterwards. Maybe I will get ideas and do a follow up. Oh I also like Vignettes because you can break all the rules you want in them and it is normal.

The Smith

He stood over his great anvil. His baldhead shone with sweat. Slowly he lowered his hammer and trundled towards the bellows. The apprentice, having heard his approach began to furiously work the bellows. “That’s enough for today,” bellowed the smith, “Go home and tend to your mother.” Wiping the sweat from his forehead the smith lumbered towards the door. He leaned forward and examined the dusty street. Nobody was out. Resting his chin in his hand the smith looked about puzzled. He dropped his hand and tilted his head. Horses. Not far. Probably just around the bend. He stepped out of the doorway, set his feet and gazed down the street. Samurai. Too many to count, all clad in bright lacquered armor. Their spears shone under the brilliant sun. He lifted his hand to shade his eyes, yes there it is. Their mon was that of the Tokugawa, the new lords of the land. No matter, smiths will always be needed, in war or peace metal must always be shaped.