Zentmeister

The year is 407 AD and Rome is at the precipice. In the West, a usurper by the name of Flavius Claudius Constantinus has declared himself emperor. By doing this, he and his traitor legions have fractured the Western Roman Empire into two. At the same time, the north bleeds! Countless germans swarm across the borders of the Empire and pillage its lands in their ruthless raids. Alaric, King of the Goths, rises to a position of prominence and threatens the ancient capital of the dying Empire with his barbarian hordes. As if things weren't bad enough, rumors from the east state that a mysterious power rises within the fogs of war, threatening to drown the Empire in a river of blood.

As a response to these threats, the indolent emperor Honorius has given orders to his supreme commander Flavius Stilicho to reclaim the province of Gaul from the usurper. However, should he leave the heartland of the Empire undefended, undoubtedly Alaric would invade. Thus, under the threat of barbarians at the gates, Stilicho dispatches a young roman general by the name of Titus Claudius Marcellus to bring an end to the reign of the usurper. Will Rome fall to the tides of barbarians and traitors alike? Or can Marcellus restore a world collapsing around him? Find out in Heir of Aurelian!

Heir of Aurelian

Following the attempt on Bahram's life, the city of Ctesiphon entered what could only be called a ceasefire. The two brothers emerged from their holdings to discuss the matters between them like men. Narseh stood across from his elder brother with a smug look on his face as he called out to the man as if he were triumphant in the whole ordeal.

"I see you still have your head intact brother, you must be blessed by the heavens to survive that assassination attempt!"

This remark only caused Bahram to scoff at his younger brother before lecturing the boy on his actions.

"Sending assassins into your own brother's home? How will you be able to face our father in the afterlife? Let's cut the shit and get down to business. The streets of Ctesiphon are in chaos, and our sister is missing. I propose a halt to the hostilities between us. In exchange for my peace, I want you to give Mitra to me. You have clearly demonstrated a lack of ability to protect her!"

Ceasefire