Excerpt 1

  The vagrant didn’t look very special with hair that hung in great dirty clumps, bouncing off his shoulders as he shuffled backwards. His colouring was Gaulish but he was thought to have come from a different tribe. Only a few words had been uttered since he stumbled upon the war party manoeuvring on the outskirts of Ravenna, and those utterances were unintelligible to the Romans.