TM ~ Party!
Mar. 8th, 2007 01:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
on_holy_groundDarius walked through the encampment, watching his own men as well as Alaric’s soldiers as they celebrated the sacking of one of the greatest cities known to man. Rome had fallen, and that meant much in the way of riches for everyone, and Darius could not fault them in their revelry. It was not often that his men were able to partake in such spoils as these after all.
However, their General was still restless despite the great victory, and he could not bring himself to join his men. Instead, he paced through the camp, his thoughts distant as he started to think about where he would go now. Darius had already dismissed Rome from his mind for all intents and purposes, and was moving on to something different. He wanted something that would give him the same kind of immortality that Alaric was sure to receive, something that would give him his own piece of history.
With this victory, Darius had started to hunger for something more, and he would not celebrate until he had achieved that goal.
However, their General was still restless despite the great victory, and he could not bring himself to join his men. Instead, he paced through the camp, his thoughts distant as he started to think about where he would go now. Darius had already dismissed Rome from his mind for all intents and purposes, and was moving on to something different. He wanted something that would give him the same kind of immortality that Alaric was sure to receive, something that would give him his own piece of history.
With this victory, Darius had started to hunger for something more, and he would not celebrate until he had achieved that goal.
