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00:00The End
00:01The End
00:22Brothers Ferox may be twisted in form yet stand fierce opponent
00:26capable of sending any man
00:28Old woman
00:30Into the afterlife
00:46Send the cunt to grass and be done with it
00:53No distraction
00:54Pulling attention and blessing Sotiris with open attack
01:00Good
01:05Good
01:07Now press advantage
01:09You assume proper place
01:27For weakened animal
01:28Is it intend to lay in repose all morning or prove worthy of the mark of brotherhood you now bear and rise to fucking occasion?
01:47Dominus
01:58Dominus
01:59A message arrives
02:00From Crassus
02:01From Crassus
02:02Prepare for honored arrival
02:10That is the sum of it?
02:16It stands all received
02:17When?
02:18When will Crassus bless us with fucking presents?
02:19We do not know
02:20Question was not posed
02:22Expecting fucking reply
02:23Seafloor polish to reflection
02:25Fill pool with water
02:26Fresh and clear
02:27Mercia
02:28Mercia
02:29Mercia will attend to menial duties
02:30Go
02:31We must present finest wines and exotic meats
02:33Have meal prepared to move the gods themselves to salvation
02:34Have meal prepared to move the gods themselves to salvation
02:36For this day?
02:37Every fucking day until Crassus materializes
02:38Our cover runs fucking dry
02:39We cannot bear such expense beyond week's end
02:40You break words towards any beyond fucking calamity
02:43Apologies
02:44Sentiment deserved to be broken from my tongue alone
02:50Fuck Jupiter's face
02:54We stand idle time for Crassus absent position in approaching games
02:56How do you feel?
02:57calamity. Apologies. Sentiment deserved to be broken from my tongue, alone. Fuck Jupiter's face!
03:08We stand ill-timed for Crass' absent position in approaching games. How do labors progress in such
03:14regard? Vexing at fucking best. The opinion stands maker of decision, yet his bitch Casuja growls and
03:22froth like Cerberus at the gate denying entry. What of Opata? Chorus lays infirm. Unable to ply the man with
03:33honey word towards cause. Even if so swayed, I fear Casuja will hold fast and hateful resolution.
03:40My concern well shared. Yet something fucking must move the woman!
03:52Your man possesses admirable talent beyond sands of the arena.
04:01His enthusiasm vaporizes to the occasion of your beauty.
04:06More wine?
04:07I would pause a moment.
04:23Ratitude!
04:27Leave us.
04:30How I wish aged husband possessed such artful tongue beyond a ration in the senate.
04:42How fair is Curcubinius?
04:44Oh, I would hardly know. His gaze is forever towards Rome and growing tensions between Pompey
04:49and Crassus.
04:50A grievous concern, that of civil war. Yet, Silesian threat to ports and goods more pressing.
04:58We stand well removed from waters of the Tyrrhenian and fucking plunderers upon its waves.
05:03And yet, bodies have been found in our very streets.
05:08Perhaps fallen to Silesian blades.
05:10Bodies?
05:11Six. Discovered in wake of storm. Among them, the Brutphides.
05:16An unpleasant specimen favored by Troculus. Throat slit as gutted fish.
05:22I did not know the man. Perhaps he felt a misadventure of his own construction.
05:34It stands deepest mystery why I yet wear this.
05:39Yesterday's version extended beyond use or consideration.
05:43Sackcloth is elevated to silk upon frames such as yours.
05:47Sackcloth shall be a blessing before long. It stands impossible challenge to obtain new fabric
05:53with those Silesian shits preying upon our merchant ships.
05:57Word upon Breeze has caressed ear of the finest Egyptian linens arriving tomorrow at gate's close.
06:03To be received by the traitor Spirius.
06:07Egyptian? Are you certain?
06:10A sun breaking dawn each day.
06:13Gratitude for timely consideration.
06:16Are we not friends?
06:17Well, I would see mountains reform towards shared interests.
06:21I would not ask such Herculean effort.
06:26Yet, there is one favor I would humbly entreat.
06:30You'll give it voice and see it well received.
06:32Thoughts turn towards games of Ludia Polinari's noble husband presents.
06:37Place mind at ease. Your men shall hold position in them.
06:40Honoured, as always. Yet, I broke subject not for myself, but for the House of Asher.
06:49You petitioned for the fucking Syrian?
06:51By tenuous association only. I speak toward a worthy figure of his doctorate.
06:57Chorus. Deserving of the presentation of his labours.
07:00What's turned you to gain from unsavory request?
07:08A man indebted by gracious act pays future dividends when called upon.
07:13You have always possessed delicate sensibilities of foresight.
07:18Yet, I fear this may have been rare miscalculation.
07:24In what regard?
07:26Rumour vibrates that the Syrian's man has suffered. Grievous injury.
07:34Injury?
07:37Does he yet live?
07:43Fuck the gods!
07:46We at last come to common ground upon subject.
07:49How does he fare?
07:51Do you not see me fucking rise before you?
07:55With spirits in flame, although weak of flesh.
07:58I yet draw breath.
08:01And the rest shall follow shortly.
08:02News to Hardencock.
08:05As what I break shall in return.
08:09Crassus says word of impending arrival.
08:11Crassus, upon what hour?
08:15Enigma yet to be revealed.
08:16I've always thought where he will stand towards House conspiring to present a woman in the arena.
08:21As long as it hurls adulations from the crowd and coin and fucking palm.
08:24Crassus shall send delighted.
08:27We will then turn favorable humor towards advantage and press the man to commit effort into rebuilding the
08:32arena destroyed by Spartacus and his mongrels.
08:35Assuming we gain position in the arena.
08:37When we gain position, you fucking goat.
08:42Come, you stand in need of food and wine.
08:46And cleansing waters to remove stench of narrowly averted death.
08:49I have stated men upon ridge to give signal when procession comes to view.
08:56When sounded, I would have you fall to my side.
09:00Dominus, we have received unannounced guest.
09:03Good Arpeter.
09:05You grace us with unexpected presents.
09:08Gratitude sends an order for your generous gift of grain.
09:11Well, give it no thought.
09:13Apologies for appearing in advance of proper warning.
09:17News only just reached ear of your man's injuries.
09:20I had feared him no longer among us.
09:22I yet cling to fucking life and stand absent need for concern.
09:25Oh, he exaggerates recovery.
09:28Asthma, pride.
09:29Apologies.
09:30I would offer wine and midday repast.
09:31Yet, pressing concerns pulls me to market.
09:34I shall take my leave then.
09:36Oh, no, remain.
09:37Chorus says to the bath to soak troubled wounds.
09:40Concern will be put from Thaw knowing the weight of his suffering is lifted.
09:45By carrying hands.
09:48Your presence would lend comfort.
09:50Are you often invited into the Sulean's bath?
10:05It has been known to happen upon occasion.
10:07Hmm.
10:09I was unaware he possessed such appetite.
10:13His desires do not extend towards his fucking doctore, nor mine towards his.
10:18You do not faith I'm one of such rich complexion.
10:21The tone of a man's skin stands meaningless.
10:24When cut, the colour holds equal for all.
10:29False from presence.
10:30A woman's hands offer rough comfort.
10:48A man's more familiar with rugged terrain.
10:55Traverses with practiced ease.
10:56You need not burden yourself with such a job.
11:02It's a rare privilege for only a mortal to touch the heavens.
11:11You handled you so roughly.
11:15An old acquaintance who took issue with recent conversation.
11:19Does the villain carry a name?
11:21Fridys.
11:24He fell upon me with a clutch of men.
11:26Their lives claimed for the offence, yet the man himself fluttered to the winds.
11:30And swiftly plummeted.
11:33Never to spread wings again.
11:37Fridys no longer draws breath.
11:39Difficulty with throat slid.
11:43Wounds not inflicted by my hands.
11:45Then whose?
11:46He was known to have dealings with Proculus.
11:50A thing I'm certain you're well aware of.
11:53I've witnessed that.
11:55I mentioned to Cassutia this very day.
12:00Troubles me to see flesh so murred by basement of Rix.
12:04I would see wounds visited tenfold upon Proculus's men in the arena.
12:15Twice, in as many visits you have mentioned, desire to see yourself in the games.
12:22Is such your only desire in holding my company?
12:26I am the authority of this house.
12:29Glory in the arena consumes fucking mind.
12:31As well as that of the Syrian.
12:33I am one modesty.
12:40It's a thing of no matter.
12:43We must all play our part in this game of men and their ambitions.
12:50Words to be agreed upon.
12:54Place worried thought aside.
12:56I have broached subject with Cassutia and will revisit upon soonest opportunity.
13:04Gratitude towards effort.
13:08Wherever such me lead.
13:14Next time you find yourself in need.
13:17A part lives.
13:26And I shall storm Olympus to see you satisfied.
13:30A bold claim.
13:47For one so slight.
13:48Valiant purpose source in your presence.
13:55His gesture yet in service of the Syrian.
13:57He stands far from fucking salt.
14:02He stands far from fucking salt.
14:04He stands far from fucking salt.
14:07Peace and bow!
14:20Unmatched by any up-bringin' capua!
14:23Oysters send fresh.
14:25Neptune himself blesses each fucking one of them.
14:29They smell of his ass.
14:33What make you the more ants are?
14:35I fear they threaten to exceed weight of purse, added to what Stan's already purchased.
14:39You would see Crassus presented with Finn's fucking offering.
14:43I would see him well-attended, short of coffers emptied in a tent.
14:47You fret beyond reason.
14:49Yet not beyond purpose.
14:51As villager, am I not charged with the accounts of your house?
14:55You stand so.
14:56An eye, but a factor of such attentive counsel.
15:04Ammonious Victor once again.
15:28I almost fucking had him.
15:31You almost had his coke and fucking ass.
15:35Good citizens of Capua, in honor of the approaching games of the loody Apollinaries,
15:42I again invite any Roman to step forth and test worth against the House of Proculus.
15:49Yeah!
15:49The House of Asher would see challenge accepted.
16:00Upon the sands of the arena.
16:03You stand absent, giant shadow.
16:06Where lurks your mighty doctore?
16:08Trainer of those who fall against better fucking men.
16:11I thought in courtesy he not eclipsed into your children, spilled from aberrant womb.
16:20We spilled that wine.
16:21And the blood of shit and piss you deemed fucking champion.
16:26Victory well earned.
16:28Even for half men.
16:32Yet, let us see contests revisited against the newest offering from the House of Asher.
16:37The sight of wonder and awe.
16:42Never before witness upon the sands of the arena.
16:46Let the Syrian move, good Cabinius, to secure a position in the games.
16:50And then behold, the brothers Ferox, as again they send his champion to deserve it and...
16:57Yeah!
16:59We stand ready to fuck all who dare stand before us.
17:04Lost the words from such little fucking man.
17:10Perhaps...
17:12Brother Balbus shows us the way!
17:18Oh, fuck!
17:20Let us honor the Syrian with gifts of food to feed malnourished men beneath his fucking roof!
17:27That's the Syrian!
17:29That's the fucking hell!
17:32Fucking cunts!
17:33Fucking hell!
17:38Words fall as shit from now.
17:40Stands fucking so.
17:41I witnessed a woman graced with cunt and cock, one atop another.
17:48So did you fuck her?
17:49Or she you?
17:50My own shits would offer more flavored taste.
18:10Does cook offer anything beyond fucking porridge?
18:18Houses of higher esteem have been non-percept meat.
18:21The gods fuck us then.
18:23Thing of deep familiarity beneath this room.
18:27You stand not afraid?
18:29To what?
18:30Breaking meal with someone so hated.
18:31They were fought to distemper in response to your promised station as champion.
18:37Absent time and effort to squirm their own.
18:39I bear the mark of the fucking brotherhood.
18:41As they do.
18:42Yet not as they had it.
18:43Are they not of my choosing?
18:45We all set upon rightful path.
18:49Four placed upon succession, one following another.
18:52You fought to see it only to break words absent meaning.
18:56Bold proclamation from one who spent the morning upon ground mouth filled with fucking dirt.
19:00Give name to one among us who could best three opponents.
19:04If Dominus maneuvers entry to games next presented, you shall face equal number in the arena.
19:10The brothers Ferox.
19:12Half men barely form beyond that of a child.
19:14Bend your fucking ear and you clutch my words to heart.
19:17The brothers fight as one.
19:19With singular might.
19:22The men that you face here stand absent such purpose.
19:30They appear of singular mind to fucking lies.
19:34Yet one person's attack absent thought of those who would aid him in such regard.
19:38You fight by single opponent.
19:43You best him and the others will quickly fall.
19:48You speak of your son, Dagon.
19:52No, I speak of a gladiator.
19:56Consumed by hubris with thirst for glory.
20:00A thing to be tempted if he is to survive in the arena.
20:16Take stock of what you see before you.
20:20This is what Capua thinks of our house.
20:25Because none of you shits demonstrate fucking worth.
20:29You gorge yourself upon my generosity.
20:35And in return, produce nothing but bleeding excuses and disappointment.
20:41And know this.
20:43Toil and task pulled from effort of your Dominus.
20:46Shall see this house the deserving position in the fucking games.
20:50And upon such day, you shall claim victory against the house of Proclus.
20:55Who I will see you all to the fucking might!
21:01The Torian!
21:05Marketplace appears to disagree with you.
21:07Great good works towards mine of Opator, so I may ram them up Proclus' ass.
21:12The man seems moved to eat us.
21:15And I'll gauge your magic success upon venture.
21:17Opator has proved unexpectedly persuasive.
21:20After all these years of blood and sacrifice.
21:31Glowing to precipice of honored position.
21:35Only to stake future upon man so slight a fucking note.
21:38Such spectres often move where man of more solid form cannot.
21:41What do eyes behold?
21:58A chamber, embracing to wait.
22:00It's not always so.
22:05Here once stood the champions of the house of Batiatas.
22:09This is Yankar captured in stone.
22:14Canicus, Crixus.
22:16The mad Thracian Spartacus.
22:18Gods of the arena.
22:20Gods of the arena.
22:21My former Dominus schemed his way from beneath mountains of shit to seize victory upon their backs.
22:35Yet here stands Azur.
22:39Gather his better clutching air for threat.
22:43A fucking possibility.
22:45Then let us weave it into tapestry of victory.
22:49And show this fucking city that we tower above all others.
22:52Dominus.
22:54Apologies.
22:55Another message has been dispatched from Crassus.
22:58What does he clarify?
22:59Hour of day of arrival.
23:00Not of person, but of baggage.
23:07Ha!
23:09He sends possessions in advance.
23:11And commands me as beast of fucking burning upon settings of morrow's son.
23:17Labour's more befitting a slave.
23:18As I yet stand in his fucking eyes.
23:21A notion to be stricken if we defy odds and see Achilleur to victory.
23:25I shall reclaim mantle borrowed versus human.
23:29Your epsom was gravely noted at the album.
23:31And by that shit, Proclus.
23:32I would have you fall to my side.
23:34And remain so it has an event of future provocation.
23:39You are well.
23:41My fucking hands.
23:42My fucking hands.
24:11Eyes full upon you with thoughts of fucking.
24:21Well, she will find bits you embrace within my arms.
24:24Tarkon.
24:35Ophysius.
24:36Aratho.
24:37Take position.
24:39Achilleur.
24:40Begin.
24:59Begin.
24:59i will mourn your death at the little hands of satiris and his brothers
25:13see title of champion fall to more deserving name
25:24focus effort do you recall words broken between us
25:28oh
25:38oh
25:42oh
25:46oh
25:48oh
25:50oh
25:52oh
25:54Come on!
26:24Proper place for weakened animal.
26:45Good.
26:48Instruction towards victory at last finds purchase.
26:54A fucking woman mocks his house.
27:00With her prowess.
27:02By elevation of position not yet earned.
27:05By Dominus.
27:06Rewarding her with the mark of the Brotherhood.
27:08Absent proper fucking test.
27:10And.
27:12By shifting her father's allegiance from his rightful place.
27:16All could hold truth.
27:17Yet none negate poor showing against Achillea.
27:19Herato and Ephesus should have bested her.
27:21Yes, perhaps they would have had you not foolishly pressed your own advantage.
27:26A fault oft repeated.
27:29Well, are those the fucking words you broke with her over yesterday's meal?
27:32How to defeat your fucking son?
27:33In Chorus's absence, I stand, Doctore.
27:39And words shared reflected such.
27:46You place her victory above mine.
27:48I place the victory of this fucking house over all concerns.
28:01And even those of blood.
28:07Well, does it stand so tenuous a bond?
28:10You are my son.
28:23I would see you rise above all of us.
28:27And I will honor you.
28:36When my time comes in the arena.
28:41First, you honor herself.
28:44With thoughtful strategy.
28:45I fight as I was taught.
28:53By my father.
28:59Then failure is mine.
29:07May you find more willing students than the fucking Nubian.
29:10Son.
29:11Can't you lash out, Absinthe thought of consequence?
29:22And yet you've far off over how a woman bested you.
29:26Place game aside and gather yourself.
29:41I would have you accompany me.
29:43Where?
29:43Where honored mother commands.
29:45If passions lie beyond these walls,
29:48I fear I stand not your reflection.
29:50Are we so opposed, you and I?
29:53When you were yet a child,
29:54we were of one heart and mind.
29:56I'm far removed from the youth I was.
29:58Yet here I stand,
29:59willing to embrace you as such.
30:04Apologies.
30:07I'm not myself.
30:10And have not been so for too long a time.
30:14Life has been unkind in its offering.
30:17It is but oscillation between joy and despair.
30:22Each new day presents fresh choice between them.
30:26What is choice?
30:27When fate has final say,
30:29often leaving but fractured remnants in its wake,
30:32you yet breathe.
30:34And I thank the gods it is so.
30:36I would have you return to the happy child that so brightened this house and world beyond.
30:46And if it holds nothing but shadow.
30:49We cannot halt setting of the sun yet.
30:51Perhaps together we may ignite torch to guide our way from darkness.
30:57I promised father a game of Latrunkulite.
31:01The game shall greet you upon return.
31:05The operator whispers that Spurious the trader receives Egyptian linen.
31:11How I would see us draped in fineries befitting mother and radiant daughter.
31:18The letter's to market.
31:23Together.
31:24Together.
31:25The sun threatens to bake senses to oblivion.
31:37Should we pause and fall to shape?
31:39I find it comforting upon skin.
31:41Oh, it lifts heart to see you resurrected among the living, the Riddia.
31:47Oh, look.
31:49Tertius, Grace's presence.
31:52Where stands his wife?
31:54The name escapes me.
31:55A woman of tenuous impression,
31:57recently called the shores of the afterlife.
32:00Poor man.
32:02A loss most keenly felt.
32:03There stood no love between them.
32:06Only advantage of marriage, strengthening respect of families.
32:09Does cut a form.
32:11Does he not?
32:12Any woman would be blessed to call him husband.
32:15Perhaps we should pay respect and offer what comfort may be afforded.
32:19The heat is a living thing, is it not?
32:22I would lay eyes upon Egyptian linen so breathlessly promised.
32:25Lest it evaporate in advance of purchase?
32:28Let us fall to purpose, then.
32:30And consider words with Tertius at later convenience.
32:38Discharge upon him.
32:39Absent concern towards obligation, claimed my own.
32:42Crassus yanks his leash and expect obedient courage to fall to fucking heel.
32:51Does voice offend, or do thoughts wander astray from fucking consideration?
32:55Care not for eyes upon us.
33:00Let us attend, demand, and undertake, and return to villa.
33:10Have some fucking incident.
33:11Is this the sum of it?
33:26Or does the man seek to transport all of fucking Rome as well?
33:31What eyes lay upon us all I have been charged to deliver.
33:33Then our business conclude, fall from fucking sight.
33:36I will see us removed from the street in advance of encroaching night.
33:41Do you yet have more words to break?
33:44Or do you stand dumbstruck by glorious form before you?
33:47Apologies.
33:48I was instructed payment would be due upon receipt.
33:51And, uh, what is the sum?
33:57Thirty denarii.
34:00Thirty denarii.
34:05First, stand shy of, require some.
34:07Send notice for balance, and I shall see you satisfied.
34:10Upon what day?
34:13Of my fucking choosing.
34:14Press matter, and find yourself forever absent of need of coin.
34:23At your leisure, then.
34:28Cursus stands with just man in fucking republic.
34:31Yet it falls upon this house to see debt paid.
34:34How do you hold the man became so swollen with wealth by shrewdly using the coin of others in place of his own.
34:40A thing to aspire to.
34:42Pay mine towards footing.
34:47Injury to valued burden will be visited tenfold upon those accountable.
35:00Retrieve more water.
35:02I would see Pulfilled before Dominos returns.
35:05Or bravely humor so often unleashed.
35:07His mood is but reflective of forces brought to bear.
35:13You must not hold such against him.
35:15I shall do as commanded.
35:17You are not to speak to me in such manner.
35:19Apologies.
35:21For breaking unwanted words.
35:25Messier.
35:26What would you have me do?
35:28I cannot return feelings I do not hold.
35:30I wish to the gods I could reverse sun and see them unspoken.
35:33I do not mean to be unkind.
35:37Nor I.
35:38Yet I do not know how to be.
35:40Who I presented each day with that which I desire.
35:44Yet cannot have.
35:45Your attention wonders, brother.
36:03Towards vexing cause.
36:04You take well to style, I've done the carers.
36:14I never favored it.
36:16You stand to vulnerable absents, shield.
36:20Yours offered little protection when I sent you to fucking ground.
36:23Do not ascribe to skill what lies in fault of another.
36:28More careful thought will greet you next we meet.
36:30Strategy counselled by one more experienced.
36:42It is a heavy thing.
36:44Living beneath the shadow of noble father.
36:49I live in no man's shadow.
36:51Only a woman's then?
36:58Upon a day.
37:00Maybe in.
37:03On a fucking day.
37:06Officius!
37:07Let us ball to proper fucking contest!
37:22Oh no.
37:24How?
37:25Say do you.
37:26A gift from the gods.
37:30Never felt a sequel.
37:32I have yet more to offer once a woman.
37:34The finest ola this city has ever beheld.
37:37In anticipation of your father's games, sir.
37:43The games?
37:44Entering the pole when it's dressed in such finery shall precipitate absolute riot.
37:49I will not be in attendance.
37:51Your father expects it, sir.
37:53A desire I've not heard expressed from his lips.
37:55You must come, Viridia.
37:57You have been too long removed from eyes of a door in...
37:59Ah!
38:04Guys!
38:06Ah!
38:08Let's go!
38:09Ah!
38:09Ah!
38:10Ah!
38:10Ah!
38:10Ah!
38:11Ah!
38:11Ah!
38:11Ah!
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38:20Ah!
38:21Ah!
38:21Ah!
38:22Ah!
38:51Ah!
38:52Ah!
38:52Why you fall upon us?
38:56Pose questions to noble husband.
39:05We need but one.
39:07Pass out from fucking life.
39:14Fucking cunts.
39:22Come on.
39:52Keep moving, you fucking bitch, or I should have your fucking blood.
40:22Oh, my God.
40:52I hate you!
41:22Well...
41:24I can't do that!
41:26I can't do that!
41:28No!
41:30Oh no!
41:32No!
41:38Oh no!
41:40Oh no!
41:42Oh no!
41:44Oh no!
41:46Oh no!
41:48Come on!
41:50Oh, my God.
42:20Oh, my God.
42:50I know what I have you for from it, and my life the cause.
43:02Meridia!
43:03I thought you did!
43:12Such would have held true, had Asher and his man not charged upon us.
43:22Asher.
43:23Who are these men?
43:26What is it for the police of the manor?
43:30Selecians.
43:34We must return into your villa.
43:36Quickly.
43:39Pirates.
43:40Here within city walls.
43:43So far removed from fucking sea.
43:45They grow bold, absent proper response from Rome.
43:49Well, thank the gods.
43:51You did not fall to rigorous harm.
43:53They held no divinity in it.
43:55Asher and his man delivered us from untimely fate.
43:57Who would that Heratia stood us fortunate?
44:02The Edel's wife, slain in the streets whilst Sonia graced fucking sky.
44:09Wife and daughter stood apparent bounty sought.
44:12There was ransom.
44:13One will suspect.
44:14An outrage that shall be answered in blood.
44:17I fear it has already been drawn.
44:20He suffered injury in the exchange.
44:22No thought given to safety beyond our own.
44:24He shall be properly attended.
44:26See yourselves to bath.
44:27And wine to calm inflamed nerves.
44:31Once more,
44:33tongue bends towards gratitude.
44:35Unnecessary.
44:37Ed gratefully received.
44:40I thank the gods.
44:42You were present.
44:44And had not succumbed to rumour of previous wounds.
44:48I best stood as any man of means and skill would have.
44:51To protect the Republic.
44:56Fall to the baths.
44:57I would break words with the Syrian in private.
45:02We shall attend to Crassus' shipment.
45:07Crassus.
45:08We prepare for his imminent arrival.
45:11He disengages from his army in Rome, so entrenched outside its gates.
45:14Such as message recently dispatched into my hands.
45:17More than could be said of Pompey.
45:20He remains unmoved by request to unset from opposing perch and quell these salition cutthroats.
45:27Perhaps loss of untold men in failed attempt.
45:30May give them pause.
45:32Or they shall see efforts redoubled at expense heart can ill afford.
45:38You must remain vigilant against such possibility.
45:40Beloved daughter broke words carrying truth.
45:45Gratitude is owed.
45:48As is reward rising to level of deed.
45:51Your noble daughter yet among the living presents reward beyond measure.
46:01A debt unpaid promises future expense.
46:04Often many times original sum.
46:06It is well known, by all blessed with sense of fucking hearing, that you desire entry to approaching games of the Ludi Apollinaris.
46:15Thoughts?
46:16Occasionally turn upon subject.
46:18And cease the churning of them.
46:19I shall see you well positioned.
46:21I do not possess for it.
46:31Do not misconceive intent.
46:33I but erase debt.
46:35One I would not see plied against me upon inconvenient moment.
46:40Then we stand balanced in all regards.
46:44Come.
46:45I shall have my medicus attend your wounds.
46:47A burden I will not oppose.
46:48My own shall see it on concerning wounds.
46:51I assure you mine stands of greater skill.
46:53Of that I hold no question.
46:55Yet I prefer not to stand in your debt.
47:01You learn quickly, Syrian.
47:04Very well.
47:06Let us part ways equally untethered.
47:20You left Dominus at Cabinius' villa to return alone?
47:25Asher proves himself capable.
47:27Those who underestimate him do so at their own fucking peril.
47:30I would still see guards dispatched.
47:31Place concern aside, the man himself appears.
47:35Dominus!
47:36Fetch the medicus!
47:39Quickly!
47:39Ah, fuck medicus!
47:41I will bathe hard-fought wound in a river of fogging wine!
47:46Cabinius breaks words towards such a elated mood.
47:48He breaks words that shall elevate this house.
47:52We stand blessed with position in his fucking game time.
47:57And you, you fucking titan, your part in this shall not soon fall to this cottage remembrance.
48:10Wine!
48:11Where is the fucking wine?
48:13How did you broach subject with Cabinius?
48:14A thing not required.
48:16He offered unprompted reward towards rescue, beloved wife and daughter.
48:21And you maneuvered such towards advantage in the arena?
48:23I maneuvered nothing.
48:25Tongue threatened to leave from now that the thought, but...
48:28Heart held it fast in place.
48:31Viridia's life spared stood reward enough to consume all desire.
48:38The guards, I hold no faith in favor, humble Asher.
48:43And you as well.
48:46With unwanted task now removed.
48:50Task?
48:51Lowering yourself to imagine affection to gain opener's aid towards the games?
48:57That preening little shit no longer stands of use.
49:01It is a relief not to be forced into his company.
49:06See, all within this loot is the formation.
49:09Let us present glorious news.
49:11A fucking Ascension!
49:13A fucking Ascension!
49:30You expect burning gaze to Sarah Flynn?
49:32If I were so fortunate, surely my father would rush to extinguish blaze.
49:39This house has given rise to story champions of lore and legends.
49:52Yet all who have come before shall pale against what I have fought with blood and bone to see opportunity presented.
50:00And such have been secured.
50:03We have gained position in the games of the Ludi Apollinaries!
50:11And who shall grace the sands, Dominus?
50:14Talk on, hold time!
50:15The boy is overcome by visions of glory.
50:20Positions and placement have yet to be broached.
50:23Yet know this.
50:24We shall see the brothers Ferox the fucking grasp for offense presented by the shitbroculus.
50:30By the hands of the goddess of fucking death.
50:34Fall to your beds and gather strength for coming days.
50:43I will announce those among you who are for the arena.
50:45Dominus!
50:46Procession has been spotted up on road towards Vela.
50:49Our patron Crassus at last arrives.
50:58Let him stand at all at the fearsome offering of the house of fucking Asher!
51:09Ardoria!
51:11Fall to my side and let us greet destiny with worthy embrace!
51:15The ropes follow matter pleasing to eye.
51:28You intend to welcome the man to present your ass for his pleasure.
51:33His wagon arrives.
51:35Straighten backs.
51:37Assume pleasant disposition, yet cast gaze downwards to avoid catching eye.
51:45Chorus, three steps linger in a pace.
52:01Chorus, three steps linger in a pace.
52:04Mighty Crassus, you honor us with your noble presence.
52:29You mistake me, Sirian.
52:31Caesar.
52:34Caesar.
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