Nov 16, 2025
Spartacus found his bearings somewhere near what seems to be a commotion coming from a fair distance. "You, stranger... speak quickly. Where am I?" The stranger with little clothing on except a bit of armor and a cape wasn't kidding. He had narrowly escaped a battlefield meeting with Crassus. He held a few items, now strange to him. A phone, a horse statuette and something else nearly useless to him at the moment.