The Origins of The Kingdom of Smeg

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The Wars Of The Migration; Part Two

The more hot-headed smegheads beleived, with Martinus's words, that there would be much killing of cats and not-a-frogs. The were wrong.
Martinus knew the war was lost, he knew Rome would not help and he knew of only one thing to do. Move. The smegheads traded with a grand country called Bartix, far to the east of even Rome's lands, and the last trading ship had come the The Isle of Man with a plea to all it's tribes for help against the Parthian menace, the ship had gone home with no good answers. But Martinus sat in his hall and wondered.
Would we be able to do it? Yes. Would Rome let us cross their lands? No, but go by boat, we are able sailors. Would Bartix let us have land? Yes, they seemed a friendly but confusing bunch. It was settled, we would move to the lands to the east and settle, away from Rome, cats and not-a-frogs.

The Warlords called it cowardice, the women said it was too hard and the diplomats said it should not be done. But these nay-sayers had not reckoned on Martinus' two major allies. They had not reckoned on the Commander of the Romanized Smeg Legions The lord Ian of Smeg. They had not reckoned on Beserker!

A tall Man walked through the building on the other side of the Smeg's Capital of Ballasalla. he walked fast, marched would be a better word. He also marched in Roman armour. A bronze breastplate gripped his chest, under that was a coat of Roman Chain Mail, his legs were covered at the bottom by Bartixian Golden Greives and at the top by a skirt armoured with good roman gold. In short he was a soldier, born in Daun (doncaster) raised with Romans in rome and taught the ways of war in Hispania his name was Ian, Lord Ian of Smeg Commander in cheif of the Smeg Legions and, to the people, Lord of all who are Smegheads. And he marched with a key.

The Key opened a cage, and in the cage was a man, drunk on war and two year old mead, he wore nothing but bearskins and insisted on carrying a war spear and a sword.

"Go, Kill all who resist you and don't come back until you've brought me their leader." Said Ian in a loud voice. He opened the cage door and the man jumped out violently. Ian tossed him a sack.
"For the head"
And the man ran off, stole a horse, then the world screamed a terrible scream of death. For Beserker was loose...

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