Blood of Rome

Letter to Lucius Cloelius 2
Just a quick letter

Brother

I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to tell you. Things have become very strange for me. I met a girl. No, not a girl a woman. I have never known anyone like her. She is smart and oh so beautiful. She got me a job here. Don’t hate me Lucius but I have left the legion. The work I am doing now so so much more important.

She has a building here that I am helping her with. I help maintain it. I also run errands for her during the day. At night I work with her. Being around her is intoxicating. And the sex is the best I have known. No wonder old Julius was so captivated by these Egyptian women.

I don’t tend to sleep much anymore. Awake nearly all the time. Least the nightmares have kind of stopped. The feelings I sometimes get, like mother used to have, are now sporadic at best. My skin itches a lot. I can’t stop thinking about my beautiful Sia. There is a hollow feeling in my chest when we are not together. Sometimes I feel hurt when she has no time to see me. I try to ignore her too in return to make her feel pain by my absence but I give in all but straight away. My mind is a little scattered I must say brother but I feel as if I am where I am meant to be. I want to tell you more but I can’t.

Will write soon.

S

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320CE Orgy at the Baths of Caracalla

The coterie were all granted shared feeding grounds around the Circus Maximus, no other kindred share this area except Marcellarius who controls the Circus.

Each member met the others gradually as Whisper collected them from the tunnels of the Necropolis. The predator’s taint caused some to attack each other, blood flowed in darkness until Whisper calmed matters with…well…a whisper.

They were led to the glorious baths of Carcalla where fun and intrigue were had by all.

Avitus was a surprise to everyone, perhaps even himself. Despite his low Roman birth and lack of social graces he managed to impress or amuse almost everyone. His tales from the gladiatorial arena were a large success and he fought an armed slave with his bare hands to the roars of those watching. Xeretes seemed interested in being his patron in the future once he proves himself. The War Crow considers him to be a new recruit for the legion and Avitus avoided his company (with some speed) for the rest of the orgy.

Caelia disturbed and yet intrigued the revelers. A devastatingly beautiful, naked Nosferatu with crazy eyes and an unsettling aura is not what you want at most parties and yet is hard to look away from. Many of the Roman kindred did not know what to make of her and did not cope well with her strange lack of knowing her place. This did not stop her from impressing some and smooth talking others, no one expected a Nosferatu to know small talk or to speak in a nobles cultured tones, perhaps this disarmed their judgement. She even got a few words out of the War Crow…four I think.

Obayana loomed as only a seven foot tall black Gangrel of the Legio Mortuum can. His barbaric accent was seldom heard at the party. Many noted that he seemed to be on duty, eying potential threats and listening while others spoke. This is expected of a Legionary and many approving nods were given. Even so, for one so large he seemed to blend into the background. Obayana did impress his superior officer The War Crow by finding a new recruit in Avitus. What he will do if Avitus fails to sign up remains to be seen.

Servius made an impression on many of the women at the party. In fact the handsome Roman dressed in exotic Egyptian finery seemed little interested in anyone except the beautiful members of the female gender. He indulged in an orgy of seduction with slave girls, female kindred revelers and even managed to seduce the powerful Augur Flavianna Galla. They have a date at a ceremony to the great mother in three nights time. One of the only males he impressed was Xeretes (no stranger to seducing women himself) and there is the possibility of mentoring in the future.

Spurius was quiet and soft spoken, speaking to individuals rather than groups. The reserved Medicus spoke to many at the party for brief periods, sounding out future relationships rather than making them. He showed a proper Mekhet face to the elite, deferential without being subservient. Of all the coterie, Spurius seemed to be looking for somewhere to belong, for his place among the dead.

Valentina was everywhere, speaking to everyone and impressing many. She had breeding, style, grace, beauty and, unfortunately, Marcellarius for a husband. Looks of pity were mixed with those of burgeoning respect and even envy from some. Her political knowledge and oratory skills were relied upon heavily by the coterie and she fast became their spokesperson. During the party she cemented her friendship with Julia Sabina who is now her mentor in the political arena. Eupraxus tried to seduce her with his boyish vulgarity and the hostess Comitor was impressed by her style but slightly cold due to the ill feelings between her and Marcellarius.

The coterie has agreed to meet with Marcellarius in the Circus Maximus in two nights time to discuss a proposition he has for them. Avitus and Obayana have decided to enter the chariot race on the night in order to impress him, despite their lack of skill; how hard can it be?

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Letter to Lucius Cloelius 1
Greetings from Egypt

Greetings from Egypt brother.

The sun here is killing me!!! There is no respite from the heat. It’s made even worse during shifts with the helmet and armour on. It makes me wonder how (or why) we conquered these people but then I just take a look around and the ‘how’ is immediately answered. The answer to the question ‘why’ is a little less obvious unless you take note of the local fauna and we all know that Caesar certainly did that.

How is the legion treating you Lucius? I hope you are still rising through the ranks. You were always a much better soldier than me and father kept me aware of that fact constantly. Have you heard from old Cnaeus Martial Cloelius? I suppose it would not be a surprise to you that we are not on speaking terms. Iovita continues to write though I do not know why. I reply courteously of course but give nothing away. She and father are so close that it would not surprise me if he had taken her to his bed as soon as mother died.

I still see her you know. Sometimes out of the corner of my eye I see a blur. I used to swing my head in a fury to catch a glimpse. Then one day I did see her; an apparition, wrists slashed, blood washing the tiles and her dead eyes staring into mine. The image was gone in a moment but I don’t chase to see the spirits that plague my mind anymore. Mother used to listen to those ghosts and in the end she killed herself.

Sorry brother. I know a lot of my letters descend into such morose thoughts. It’s either dark tales or a list of my latest conquests. On the second count, I am afraid there is little to report. Since my problems in Rome, I have become a little cynical towards the fairer sex. I mean I knew the woman had a husband but I am certain that she was aware that she was married as well. The hypocrisy runs freely in Rome.

A quick drilling by my superiors, a rather nauseating sailing voyage (I swear next time I will walk the long way around even if it kills me) and here I am in one of the most exotic places (if not disgustingly smelly and hot areas) in the world. I am sure my appetites will return soon and wash away this malaise. I just feel like there should be something more. I fight for Rome, perhaps not in the way Rome wants me to fight, but I cannot help feeling that there is something more worthwhile out there.

Well I must finish up. My friends arrive soon and we mean to tear up this city tonight. A few quick scouting forays have revealed some enemy enclaves that I fully intend to raid and plunder. Look at me, military speak, father would be proud. It will certainly lift my spirits to find my own Cleopatra or even a dozen Cleopatras. And don’t worry Lucius, I fully intend to stay out of trouble.

S. Cloelius

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