'We are the scum and the scrapings of the Empire. They tipped out the garbage-bin of the Eagles to make us what we are.'
In disgrace after a mistake that had lost a fort and cost the lives of half his men, Alexios had just arrived in Castellum. It was his first command, but it wasn't really a promotion. For, as his senior officer soon told him, the Frontier Wolves who manned this outpost in the far north of Roman Britain were a fierce and savage bunch, a far cry from the regular legions he'd served in before. Alexios would only survive if he learned to understand them and win their respect -- but he was determined to try.
