The Misplaced Legion
NO ROADS TO ROME
One moment, they stood under the skies of Gaul, facing each other in a
strange duel of survival. In the hand of the Roman tribune Marcus
Scaurus was the spell-scribed sword of a Druid priest. The Celtic
chieftain Viridovix held a similar sword, bespelled by a rival Druid sorcerer.
Then, as the two swords touched, a dome of golden light flared out and
surrounded Marcus, Viridovix, and three cohorts of Caesar's legions. The next moment, they found themselves under a strange night sky where no
stars were familiar and where Gaul and Rome were unknown. They were in
an outpost of the embattled Empire of Videssos – in a world where magic
and dark sorcery would test their skill and courage as no Roman legion
had ever been tested before.
