As was the case more often than not, I decided to stop at the tavern on the corner before catching the subway across town.The place was a bit on the u...scale side for both my taste and my budget, but it was too conveniently located between the office and the subway not to patronize on days like this. I made my way to the quiet end of the bar, farthest from the dining area, where I could sip on a beer and unwind a bit. While I sipped my beer, I could also perhaps catch up on the day's news or. And so it was that Flavius and Sejanus had come to terms regarding a fightbetween Byrria and Sejanus' most promising girl. The young patrician had beenso confident of the fighting skills of his girl that he scheduled the boutto take place at his own villa in July, at a private banquet celebrating hiselevation to the post of Praetorian Prefect.In the meantime, Flavius planned to increase his one-woman cestus departmentby training Taleena, who seemed to possess all of the virtues needed for sucha. Only about 20 guys went, the rest stayed at the house. Some weren't 21 yet, and some just didn't want to go. So I expected to find about 20-25 guys back here at the house, but there was about twice that many. I thought maybe I was just really fucked up but John whispered to me, "I told you more guys would be showing up. Expect this for the the whole party, which will end on Sunday. You have about 36 more hours of constant fucking to look forward to slave."I walk through the house downstairs to. He was struggling to hold his shield between his body and the ashen skinned killers, but his arm was wounded as well, and it was heavy, so heavy. They stepped slowly now, circled him casually and without hurry; they had all the time in the world, and he had none. They were toying with him. Then the heavy front doors were thrown wide, the boom of them hitting the walls echoing in an ominous thud through the Manor halls. Silmaria blinked, expecting more doom to come pouring through the door..