» Wed May 18, 2011 6:29 pm The Legion make you forget your tribes past, but I still remember mine, the Garak tribe of Kutu, they were viscous hunters and combatants but they were peaceful, they only defended never attacked. When I was twelve years old the Legion stormed our village, they killed nearly everyone, most of my village ran in fear but I did not, I stood and watched the onslaught. If any other member of the tribe would of done this he would be thinking how horrible it was, I on the other hand couldn’t help but be impressed, the way they fought was superior in every way compared to Garak’s. In the end only three people survived the attack, me, Lupus and Carus. Lupus went on to be a member of the Frumentarii and Carus a Decanus.
We were all taken to a Legion training camp, its where we stayed until we were eighteen, it was six years of constant training, fifteen hours of training a day, one hour to eat and eight hours to sleep. There were no day offs, it was hell but it made us into monstrous fighters. When we finished training we were all put into Decanus Sicarius Contubernia. We killed hundreds of tribal’s for years, I eventually became Sicarius’ right hand man. One day when we assaulted a tribe Sicarius was killed in battle, because he showed weakness by being killed by a savage he was left to rot instead of being burned and I was made into the Decanus. Before my name was number 7 because I was the seventh member of the Contubernia but since I had made it to Decanus I was given the name Purus Proeliator which roughly translated into “A Pure Warrior”. I was given the name for my skill in combat.
I lead my Contubernia to many victories, when the Legion first assaulted Hoover Dam it was my Contubernia that allowed the Legion to make the push they did on Hoover Dam. After that my plan was to go back to the dam and regroup with forces at Cottonwood and assault Boulder City from the back at night but the Malpais Legate refused and made us chase the NCR into Hoover Dam, this of course lead to a disaster and lead to the NCR being able to retake the Dam, if Graham had listened to me that day there would be no second battle for Hoover Dam.
Unfortunately most of the members of my Contubernia were killed in Boulder City but because I survived and because of what I did at the Dam I was made into a Centurion. I had to go through a month long training session on how to lead a Centuriae. When I finished I was allowed to form eight Contubernia. I made Carus the Decanus of my lead Contubernia and Lupus the Decanus of my second place Contubernia. The rest were maid up of promising recruits and veteran Legionaries. For the four years before the time the first battle of Hoover Dam started and the way things are in the Mojave my Centuriae has slaughtered countless NCR Ranger bases and NCR camps.
But now Caesar is saying that we are going to attack on the ninth of December which is two weeks from now, Caesar said my Centuriae would be one of six Centuriae leading the battle for the Dam with Legate Lanius himself. Naturally he wants my men to be ready so I have brought them for two weeks of training. Soon enough we will lead the assault on Hoover Dam, and soon enough the Mojave will be ours.
