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Cilicia
Oct 13, 2021 9:13:29 GMT -5
Post by FieldMarshal Bismarck on Oct 13, 2021 9:13:29 GMT -5
Lepidus once again wasn't used in the field. The senior men got all the glory while he had to lead some ragged bunch of locals instead of proper Roman men, even though he was just promoted as Legate. Nonetheless Lepidus still had respect for the man who made his career and had family bonds with. Sulla and Lepidus had been more close together than Lepidus had been with his own father for nearly a decade now. Thus respect was not easily squandered but the annoyance levels felt by Lepidus started to rise exponentially.
"Salve Pro-Consul Sulla, you honor me" The younger lepidus said reluctantly. "I shall crush resistance and bring our people back to the save haven that is Rome. I shall not disappoint you!" He concluded.
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Cilicia
Oct 13, 2021 9:19:41 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Oct 13, 2021 9:19:41 GMT -5
"I know you will not. I do this because I have faith in you, Lepidus."
Sulla said, perhaps detecting some of the young man's reluctance. It was hard not to admire his taste for battle. Felix would make sure to send a few of the senior officers with him to keep an eye on his progress.
"Now, dismissed."
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Cilicia
Oct 13, 2021 15:05:47 GMT -5
Post by sforza on Oct 13, 2021 15:05:47 GMT -5
"Ah this climate is so hot, it burns my ugly face!"
Cinna said to a trusted centurion with a chuckle. Most of the pains from the ugly wounds on his left face were gone now. Though the scars and the loss of his sight would remain the doctors had told him.
"When i am back in Rome when the foreign tyrant is defeated i shall wear a mask, for no woman would ever see mee like this"
Cinna said jokingly, at least the scars would prove his dedication to the public.
"Now i must seek out my cousin and see what he has in mind for me in this heat."
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Cilicia
Oct 13, 2021 16:50:18 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Oct 13, 2021 16:50:18 GMT -5
"Legate Cinna. Glad to see you amongst the living again."
Sulla japed, gesturing to the scarred face.
"I will have you command the Fulminata in the centre in any coming battle. That is, if the King of Kings is no coward. We may have to dig him out of Mazaka."
The Pro-Consul thus far had received no word of any movements. The Pontic king was content to sit in Cappadocia. Sulla was confident that it would prove to be an error.
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Cilicia
Oct 14, 2021 7:06:10 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Oct 14, 2021 7:06:10 GMT -5
Confident that he had a good base of supply in Galatia, the Pro-Consul orders the legions to break camp and prepare to march. Staying near a source of water, Sulla elects to begin marching down the Halys River back into Cappadocia, approaching Mazaka from the west. |
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Cilicia
Oct 14, 2021 8:16:58 GMT -5
Post by oznerol on Oct 14, 2021 8:16:58 GMT -5
Pro-consul Crassus followed the long lines of supply, the reports of magistrates and found Sulla's army. It took him more than a fortnight to cross the lands between Tarsus and wherever the army was marching on its way to Mazaka, but he managed to reach it before they reached the Capadoccian capital, slowed as they were by the montains and the ragged terrain of the Asian kingdom. The pro-consul looks weary, but there is a certain recovered confidence on himself after his soujourn at the Southern courts. He arrived with good tidings.
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Cilicia
Oct 14, 2021 10:42:32 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Oct 14, 2021 10:42:32 GMT -5
"Hail, Crassus."
The Pro-Consul would find Sulla on the march with seven legions, having left the men of Crassus to hold down their foothold in Cilicia. Sulla Felix was mounted on a stunning white horse, purchased from one of the Galatian chieftains, and looked rather imposing in his battle armour. The silver embossed breastplate was lavishly carved and ornamented with an image of Venus Felix, and his distinctive red plumed helm was deliberately designed to mimic the style of the Hellenistic generals of old. As ever since that day at the Tanarus, he wore the battle-won torc of the Helvetian king about his throat, under which the traditional red general's cloak was clasped around his shoulders.
"I have heard you met with success in the courts of our friends in the East. My own negotiations with Galatians have proven fruitful, and they have shown themselves unwilling to abandon Rome."
They had been able to procure food and supplies for the horses and men, and now were marching astutely down the largest river in all of Anatolia. It was difficult country, uneven and rugged, but the Romans had been weaned on fighting the Samnites in the hills, the Spaniards in the mountains, and the Numidians in the desert.
"Now, we march to recover Cappadocia from the King of Kings, if he proves brave enough to stand and fight. I have sent Lepidus west with a substantial force to retake our lost province."
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Cilicia
Oct 14, 2021 11:20:53 GMT -5
Post by oznerol on Oct 14, 2021 11:20:53 GMT -5
"Hail, Crassus."The Pro-Consul would find Sulla on the march with seven legions, having left the men of Crassus to hold down their foothold in Cilicia. Sulla Felix was mounted on a stunning white horse, purchased from one of the Galatian chieftains, and looked rather imposing in his battle armour. The silver embossed breastplate was lavishly carved and ornamented with an image of Venus Felix, and his distinctive red plumed helm was deliberately designed to mimic the style of the Hellenistic generals of old. As ever since that day at the Tanarus, he wore the battle-won torc of the Helvetian king about his throat, under which the traditional red general's cloak was clasped around his shoulders. "I have heard you met with success in the courts of our friends in the East. My own negotiations with Galatians have proven fruitful, and they have shown themselves unwilling to abandon Rome."They had been able to procure food and supplies for the horses and men, and now were marching astutely down the largest river in all of Anatolia. It was difficult country, uneven and rugged, but the Romans had been weaned on fighting the Samnites in the hills, the Spaniards in the mountains, and the Numidians in the desert. "Now, we march to recover Cappadocia from the King of Kings, if he proves brave enough to stand and fight. I have sent Lepidus west with a substantial force to retake our lost province."
Crassus wore a finelly crafted lorica musculata, with a silver bath, that shone like a mirror. He also wore the attire of a Roman general, including the red-purple cloak that signified his imperium. The gladius rested in a fine purple sheath, inlaid with silver. "Indeed. Egypt and Cyprus stand with us. I sent twenty war galleys to join our fleet and Antiochus of Syria will make a short work of the other Seleucid pretender with the men I gave him. Men that we got at no cost, since both Ptolemies paid for them: a meek and week lot, these brothers"
He added.
"It seems I arrived right on time; Fortuna must have smiled on me this time. I would have been a laughing stock if I had missed the whole campaign"
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Oct 14, 2021 15:40:27 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Oct 14, 2021 15:40:27 GMT -5
"Aye, Fortuna has her ways."
Sulla replied, pleased to hear that Roma's eastern alliance network had not entirely fallen to pieces.
"There is plenty of fighting to go around. Mithridates has not even shown his face yet."
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Cilicia
Oct 14, 2021 16:24:16 GMT -5
Post by oznerol on Oct 14, 2021 16:24:16 GMT -5
"Aye, Fortuna has her ways."Sulla replied, pleased to hear that Roma's eastern alliance network had not entirely fallen to pieces. "There is plenty of fighting to go around. Mithridates has not even shown his face yet." Said Crassus. "Nominally, we're to share the imperium, Sulla, but the intricacies of command are beyond me"He acknowledged. "I will yield after my term is due and go back to Rome"
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Cilicia
Oct 14, 2021 16:26:37 GMT -5
Post by sforza on Oct 14, 2021 16:26:37 GMT -5
"Legate Cinna. Glad to see you amongst the living again."Sulla japed, gesturing to the scarred face. "I will have you command the Fulminata in the centre in any coming battle. That is, if the King of Kings is no coward. We may have to dig him out of Mazaka."The Pro-Consul thus far had received no word of any movements. The Pontic king was content to sit in Cappadocia. Sulla was confident that it would prove to be an error.
Cinna was confident he was capable enough to beat any assault made by the Pontic forces. That Sulla allowed him to fight in the center was a great honor. "Going into cappadocia ourselves might be tricky, but at least we have the veterans and numbers now to make up for it"
Sulla had the command of several loyal legions in his pocket, making him perhaps the most powerful man in the republic.
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Cilicia
Oct 14, 2021 17:02:45 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Oct 14, 2021 17:02:45 GMT -5
"Aye, Fortuna has her ways."Sulla replied, pleased to hear that Roma's eastern alliance network had not entirely fallen to pieces. "There is plenty of fighting to go around. Mithridates has not even shown his face yet." Said Crassus. "Nominally, we're to share the imperium, Sulla, but the intricacies of command are beyond me"He acknowledged. "I will yield after my term is due and go back to Rome" Sulla acknowledged the other man's cession of command with a nod. "I believe that would be for the best. You are undoubtedly better suited to the courts than the battlefield."
The Pro-Consul gave a slight smile.
"Standing for office, I suspect? Election season will soon be upon us."
Or at least, it would be if one were in the city. "Legate Cinna. Glad to see you amongst the living again."Sulla japed, gesturing to the scarred face. "I will have you command the Fulminata in the centre in any coming battle. That is, if the King of Kings is no coward. We may have to dig him out of Mazaka."The Pro-Consul thus far had received no word of any movements. The Pontic king was content to sit in Cappadocia. Sulla was confident that it would prove to be an error.
Cinna was confident he was capable enough to beat any assault made by the Pontic forces. That Sulla allowed him to fight in the center was a great honor. "Going into cappadocia ourselves might be tricky, but at least we have the veterans and numbers now to make up for it"
Sulla had the command of several loyal legions in his pocket, making him perhaps the most powerful man in the republic.
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Cilicia
Oct 14, 2021 17:13:17 GMT -5
Post by oznerol on Oct 14, 2021 17:13:17 GMT -5
"Good"Said Crassus. "Nominally, we're to share the imperium, Sulla, but the intricacies of command are beyond me"He acknowledged. "I will yield after my term is due and go back to Rome" Sulla acknowledged the other man's cession of command with a nod. "I believe that would be for the best. You are undoubtedly better suited to the courts than the battlefield."
The Pro-Consul gave a slight smile.
"Standing for office, I suspect? Election season will soon be upon us."
Or at least, it would be if one were in the city. "I would be honored to lead Fulminata in the center against the foreign despot"
Cinna was confident he was capable enough to beat any assault made by the Pontic forces. That Sulla allowed him to fight in the center was a great honor. "Going into cappadocia ourselves might be tricky, but at least we have the veterans and numbers now to make up for it"
Sulla had the command of several loyal legions in his pocket, making him perhaps the most powerful man in the republic. Said Crassus. "If Jove wills it, I will be censor. I have still time to reach Rome and stand for election"
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Oct 15, 2021 10:09:37 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Oct 15, 2021 10:09:37 GMT -5
"Then I wish you good fortune, Crassus."Replied Sulla, not doubting that the man had connections enough to see an easy election. Though a plebeian, the Licinians were among the most prestigious and wealthy families in the Republic. Born and bred aristocracy. -- Magnate LuciusLucius Atilius Regulus is summoned to Sulla's command tent, following news from Rome.
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Oct 15, 2021 12:52:21 GMT -5
Post by Magnate Lucius on Oct 15, 2021 12:52:21 GMT -5
Magnate LuciusLucius Atilius Regulus is summoned to Sulla's command tent, following news from Rome. The younger Lucius, after returning to camp from a scouting mission, is told that the Proconsul Sulla wishes to see him. The Roman quickly washes his face before making his way to the command tent. Upon entry, he snaps to attention and salutes the commanding officer. Salve, Proconsul!
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