Multiple authors story - write one paragraph each

[Franconicus]

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When we entered Aureliani I was in front of my Germanian Guard; 500 men on white horses, with the uniform of the guard, the lances, swords and axes, all with long red or blond hair and beards. We were very impressive. The inhabitants cheered when we marched through the town.

I went to the palast of the governor. Well, compared with the palasts I knew from Rome it looked like a stable for pigs. At least it was one of the few buildings made of stone.

I met the governor. He was nice, but very nervous. He might have been a good administrator, but he surely was no warrior. He urged me to take the commandership of the garrison.

Then we inspected the troops. It was depressing. Years of garrison duty had ruined these units. Their equipment was in a bad state, their discipline and their moral was extremly low. Not a single one passed the inspection without blame. In the Steppe, even when we had been beaten by the tartars we had had some pride. The men that I met here had no pride at all.

The governor told me that desertation was an issue. He had not dared to tell the men that Attila was 'ante portas'.

The fortification were in a bad state, too. The wall were made of stone. Years of peace have led to disrepair. In this state they would not even stop an attack from cavalry.