EMILIA CURIA FINNICA AEDILIS PLEBIS QUIRITIBUS SPD,
The first fights of Munera took place on Monday, and since my most
industrious scriba ludorum, C. Curius Saturninus, has no objections,
I'll repeat his letter of remarkable description and detail to you all.
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DAY 5
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DAY 5
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MUNERA
November 8th
C. Curius amico suo Marco Alexandrio S.P.D.
In your last letter to me you asked me to report you about what is
happening in Rome in these days. It must be simply awful to be so far
away from our beloved city and without too many Roman citizens to talk
with. On the other hand, it must also be great to have the possibility
to find great teachers to listen to, and hopefully also the businesses
are doing well, while you are staying in Athens.
But now to the news you have waited so anxiously. On past days there
has going on, as you probably realised, Ludi Plebeii. The events have
been wonderful and the crowds have been exhilerated by all the
spectacles we have had the opportunity to see. As you are a fan of
gladiatorial fights, I thought it would be proper to dedicate this
letter to the Munera Gladiatoria. I went to see every fight myself and
even asked my slave to come with and write down notes about each fight,
so that I would not forget a tiniest detail. I have now just come back
to my house and only had a frugal dinner and now I'm going through all
the notes and memories I have of the fights. I really wish you could
have been there with me to enjoy the spectacles and that we could have
spent happy dinner party discussing the fights!
Quarters:
The quarter matches were held on Monday 8th of November. The sun shone
from cloudless sky, and those nasty Autumn winds were totally missing,
in fact you could have thought it was Spring, not Autumn, such a
beautiful day we had. So just about everyone in the city were on the
move, and there wasn't going to be a single seat left unused we
gathered. I had agreed to meet M' Con. Serapio before the event and
walked to his house. I wish I would have his talents of writing, but
the muses have not been so kind to me as to him. Only a writer's like
his text would make justice to event. After a nice stroll we arrived to
the theater where the fights were staged. There was a very lively crowd
already there, air was getting warmer through sunshine, and you could
feel the waiting and excitement of the crowd. You can imagine how it
feels like, after a quite slow and peaceful morning, to arrive midst
all the excited crowd and noise. At first one feels surprised and is a
little weary for all the sounds and motion, then one starts to relax
and feels how the excitement is getting a hold on ones mind. After some
nervous moments one is already taken up by the somewhat hilarious and
even a bit scary emotion of excitement and starts to talk louder than
usual, gestures become more lively and then one notices it, that one is
the same with the cheering and roaring crowd and feels terribly well
for being it.
This is what I and thousands and thousands of other spectators felt,
when going to the theatre, entering this other world. At once one
starts to remember past fights one has seen, starts to speak about
spectacular escapes, heroic deaths, bravery, skill of utmost excellence
of those glorious fighters of past. One thinks differently, with the
concepts of fights with the language of battle. My friend, you know
well how it feels, so many fights we have seen together.
We took our seats at the mid-ring, with almost perfect view for all the
arena. There were the usual opening ceremonies, and the crowd was so
taken up by the spirit that they had difficulties waiting for the
ceremonies to end, and constantly there was a wave of shouting going
through the benches.
Finally it was the moment of first fight to begin.
Fight 1
Sponsor: Titus Aurelius Ursus
Gladiator: Achilles
Type: Thraex
Sponsor: Titus Aurelius Ursus
Gladiator: Arkos
Type: Murmillo
Titus Aurelius Ursus from the province of Mediatlantica has sent two
fighters for this event. For is ill-luck the ever unpredictable Fortuna
judged that his fighters would be fighting against each other, and at
the first fight of the event! There was a rumor amongst the crowd that
Achilles and Arkos would be even brothers, but some said that they were
cousins. In any case the usually reliable sources said that they have
known each other for all their life and trained together. Oh, Fortuna,
what a judgement you have done! Justice has a blind over her eyes to
make her judgements fair, but so too must Fortuna have a blind,
otherwise such a tragedy would not be possible.
Achilles was the more muscular one of the fighters, a thraex. He is not
typical thraex, agile and speedy, but as I know you like a thraex to
be, strong and determined. He greeted the audience by raising up his
sicca and the rays of sun glittered on its sharp blade. Arkos was the
smaller one of the fighters, and should I say, that was not totally to
my tastes, as murmillo should be more defensive of fighters, and fast
fighter with large scutum does not sound that attractive. Perhaps it is
the times we are living, that new things have to be experimented.
One could expect that two fighters knowing each other well would start
their fight carefully and that the fight could become boring and slow,
but this was not certainly the case. Achilles started his attack with a
thrust forward holding his parmula ready to take possible counterstroke
from Arkos' gladius and open up a gap in his defences. Arkos however
anticipated this and used his scutums edge and tried to hit Achilles
out of balance. Achilles balance was almost lost, but with surprisingly
quick steps he maintained it and the crowd started to cheer immediately
in the very first moments of the fight.
After this both fighters tried couple of series of moves to try to find
weak spots of each others defence. Arkos even challenged Achilles by
aiming couple of fast strokes behind his scutum with his gladius
against the parmula of Achilles. Achilles however without difficulties
managed to counter these, because might he be largish to be thraex, the
light equipment allowed him to move with relative easyness even while
being naturally a little slow. Achilles also manages to deliver couple
of strong slicing hits to the scutum of Arkos, and you could almost
hear the muscle tension of Arkos to take those hits back with his body
behind the shield.
Both fighters moved a lot and the tempo of battle was tremendous. Those
sitting in the first rows, this I heard after the fights, could see the
sweat flying in big drops through the air when these two extremenly
skillful and well-trained fighters tested each others skills. Crowd
cheered and the violent dance to the death in the arena touched the
souls of everyone. Such battle of skills would have made even our
illustrious forefathers to present their admiration for this test of
human skills that had almost a divine beauty.
In the course of fight it became clear that Achilles was the more
attacking one and Arkos, as suitable for murmillo, was the more
defensive one. Achilles' attacks were firece and full of strenght,
those beautiful attacks without fear and he seemed to be the very
personification of courage. Arkos was more careful, but he lacked
nothing in skill compared to Achilles.
The finale of battle was spectacular and complicated set of moves, and
to this day I have not been able to understand was it the skill or luck
that determined the winner of the fight. Arkos managed to deliver a
mighty hit to the parmula of Achilles, who was not prepared to take
such a fierce hit, because if the hit had been misplaced or otherwise
incomplete, Arkos' defences would have been opened probably faithfully.
But this didn't happen, Arkos put all his strenght to the blow, even
jumping at the same time to get his body weight fully to support the
hit, and managed to perhaps brake some bones in Achilleus' hand or
displace his arm. Strong and brave as he was, Achilles did not fall, or
even seriously lose his overall balance, he even managed to use his
sicca to inflict a long wound to the left hand of Arkos, from which
dark red blood bursted out. Arkos had to drop his shield, and this
happened within a blink of an eye, he diverted his movement to all-out
run towards Achilles with his right hand ready to use gladius. Achilles
tried to rise his parmula-holding left hand, but couldn't move it
properly, and as a last measure he tried to rise his sicca and to aim
it to the neck of running Arkos, but he was that one blink of an eye
too late and even where I sat I could hear the crack of his body armour
when Arkos' gladius penetrated through it straight to his heart. Both
fighters fell to the ground, and the cheering of the crowds was such
that you must have heard it all the way to the Athens, everyone stood
up and threw thousands of gold coins to the arena cheering all the
time. After some short moment that felt like eternity, Arkos rose up,
left his sword to the dead body of Achilles and waived his hand above
his head, until you could see how he realised that he had killed
Achilles, and suddenly you could see him dropping to his knees and
crying. The big tears dropped to the bloody sand of the arena, which
only some moments ago had recieved drops of sweat of fighters and then
the rain of gold coins from the spectators, truly that sand had seen
most tragic and heroic moments. Arkos rose up again and in the manner
of a great fighter started to enjoy his victory and saluted the
audience, which did not stop cheering until moments after he had left
the arena.
My friend, what a fight you missed!
Fight 2
Sponsor: Quintus Salix Cantaber Uranicus
Gladiator: Carnifex Peritus
Type: Homoplachus
Sponsor: Marca Arminia Maior Fabiana
Gladiator: Verecunda of the Cherusci
Type: Retiarius
The second fight of the Munera was between Carnifex Peritus and
Verecunda of the Cherusci, brought here by respectively Quintus Salix
Cantaber Uranicus and Marca Arminia Maior Fabiana. Carnifex Peritus was
a homoplachus with pectoral plate and lance. Verecunda had the normal
net and trident. Both of the fighters seemed to me to be quite
aggressive in their fighting style. Carnifex Peritus seemed to have a
lot of strength, there was something brutal in him. Verecunda was also
quite a big fellow and both were a perhaps a little slow in their
movement.
Verecunda's tactic was to try to drive Carnifex Peritus back against
the wall, but that proved to be difficult. Cornifex on the other hand
tried primarily to avoid to get caught to the net of Verecunda, but
also to try to find a moment for using his lance against the
unprotected arm of Verecunda.
Both fighters thus moved carefully and there wasn't the same speed or
show of skills as in the first fight. Verecunda first got his chance
when he managed to capture the lance-holding hand of Carnifex Peritus
into his net and at the same time drive him back against the wall.
Carnifex Peritus however finally showed why he is called Peritus, and
managed to detach himself from the net, and while losing his lance, it
seemed that he had played a trick on Verecunda by pretending to be more
badly trapped with the net than he really was.
Now the pace of action rose up tremendously as Verecunda noticed that
Carnifex Peritus was about to get away leaving his lance mixed to the
net making the net also useless. So Verecunda raised his trident and
aimed straight to the head of Carnifex Peritus and with huge force and
speed the trident moved forward, but in the very last moment Carnifex
Peritus managed free himself off from the net and in fact fell down,
which saved his life. The trident of Verecunda crashed to the wall of
arena and it's spikes were shattered from the strenght of the hit.
Now both fighters had only their daggers left, Carnifex Peritus even
threw his shield away, and the crowd started to cheer for this action.
Both fighters stood up and looked at each other straight in the eyes,
the sun glittered on their armour and the very ominous-looking blades
of their daggers. Then they both started to move closer each other at
the same time circling slowly. Carnifex Peritus dashed forward, managed
to inflict a small wound to Verecunda, but Verecunda was fast enough to
move aside and the wound was not bad anyhow. While correcting his
position and movement Carnifex Peritus used a little too much time and
Verecunda got a chance to deliver a good sting with his dagger for
Carnifex Peritus, but for some unknown reason lost his balance and
while falling down, managed only to scratch Carnifex Peritus' pectoral
plate and inflict a small wound to the bare part of his chest.
Verecunda now was on the ground and had to find a way to rise up in
safe way. Carnifex Peritus decided to make his move and started to dash
towards Verecunda and aimed his dagger to the neck of Verecunda.
Verecunda saw what was coming and did not get up, as one could have
expected, instead he dropped down again, and when Carnifex Peritus
noticed this, it was too late for him to stop, instead he tried to jump
over Verecunda, but Verecunda anticipated this and practically sliced
the calf of Carnifex Peritus in half from the unprotected backside.
Carnifex Peritus shouted in pain and blood started immediately to flow
from the very nasty looking wound. The crowd cheered and stood up to
show their appreciation for the very skillful move of Verecunda.
Verecunda rose up, ready to attack Carnifex Peritus, but the battle was
over, as Carnifex Peritus could not stand anymore. Verecunda decided to
drop attack and the audience and Aedile did not wish to see Carnifex
Peritus dying, as the fight had been even and fair.
If this fight seems to be lacking of events, it is because of my
inadequate skills of using words. The first fight was so spectacular,
that it was wrong for any fight to follow it, as the following fight
would inevitably stay in the shadows of the first one. After this
battle, by the way, I heard a rumour amongst the crowd, that the winner
Verecunda's large size is because he is from Germania, and apparently
of a tribe whose warriors are so fierce that we are lucky to have them
as our allies and not as our opponents. This information seems to me to
be not very liable, but I write down here just in case you are
interested in it. But now to the 3rd fight.
Fight 3
Sponsor: Aulus Minicius Iordannes Pompeianus
Gladiator: Carnifex
Type: Dimachaerus
Sponsor: Quintus Salix Cantaber Uranicus
Gladiator: Diogenes Pugilator
Type: Retiarius
The gladiators fighting in the third fight were both from the provincia
Hispania. Carnifex was a dimachaerus sponsored by Aulus Minicius
Iordannes Pompeianus and Diogenes Pugilator was a retiarius sposored by
Quintus Salix Cantaber Uranicus. Carnifex had two very dangerously
looking siccae, and he was of course very fast and agile fighter. It
seems that these fighters are at the moment very popular amongst the
younger citizens, they are fast and spectable, as you, I personally
prefer old-style fighters more, but I'm first to admit also, that these
new fighter types have given us some very entertaining moments. There
was a rumour in the crowd, that Carnifex had been born and raised among
the desert tribes in the North African plains, but you know how these
rumours are.
Definetly not a rumour, but a fact is that Diogenes Pugilator was from
Hispania. You know the hispanic type, dark, proud and very skillful and
devoted. There is a new saying going around that claims that hispanic
fighter can only be beaten in two ways: either with brute force or by
him losing his fighting spirit.
In this fight, too, there was two attacking style fighters, so the
start was maybe a bit uneventful. Carnifex moved so fast, that Diogenes
Pugilator had difficulties in trying to get him caught with the net. It
must be twenty times he threw his net for nothing. But then after very
skillful movement to left he surprised Carnifex, who did not expect
such swift change of direction and was trapped right in the middle of
the net. The crowd started to cheer, and perhaps this, perhaps surprise
of his good luck, Diogenes Pugilator was not fast enough to try to
tackle Carnifex with his net, and instead stopped for an eye blink to
see what has happened. During this blink of an eye Carnifex placed both
his swords to a single seam of the net and sliced the whole net in two
pieces, which he then fastly kicked away from his feet and was free
again. This took Diogenes Pugilator by complete surprise, he had had
everything there, and suddenly he was the one who was in trouble.
Without his net Diogenes had to first take some steps back, then
quickly take his dagger to his free hand and then start defending
himself against the fierce fast-paced attack of Carnifex. The crowd
went wild at this moment.
Carnifex had maybe even planned the move, by which he rendered the net
useless, and if that is so, I cannot say how much I admire his courage
and resourcefulness, such a tactic would perhaps never occurred to me
had I been in his place. Carnifex used his swords with such speed, that
Diogenes was very much in trouble to try to defend himself and was
almost running backwords in seeking an opportunity to reverse the
situation.
Even strong and skillful Carnifex was, he probably had underestimated
the strenghts of Diogenes Pugilator, and had to slow down the tempo of
strokes, now one could actually see his siccae moving in the air, not
just assume where they were. It seems to have been an excellent choice
that Diogenes Pugilator had taken a trident that had a metallic or wood
covered with a layer of metal spine in his trident, he could use it to
take the hits from the siccae, which normal wooden spine could have not
taken.
Now with the tempo of Carnifex's attack slowing down and Diogenes
Pugilator finding again his balance and stopped retreating, the last
phase of the battle begun. First Diogenes Pugilator got the opportunity
to croach down, and to use his trident as a shield against the swords
of Carnifex, to roll over on the ground, and stick his dagger to the
left side of Carnifex. With horrible scream Carnifex jumped away and
thus gave Diogenes Pugilator the chance to stand up again and wipe the
spilled blood from his face. Carnifex was now bleeding, but probably he
didn't noticed it or at least did not paid any attention to it.
Diogenes Pugilator started an another attack, to the same left side he
had already wounded. He used his trident to strike against the hand of
Carnifex, and the middle spike of the trident went straight through his
palm and he dropped his other sword. Cleverly Diogenes pushed the
trident, and his opponents hand with it, to the back side of his
opponent, and revealed the already bleeding side. Diogenes managed to
hit there twice with his dagger, not too serious wounds, but still
bleeding ones. At this moment Carnifex had collected his remaining
strenghts and with one desperate move tried to hit Diogenes Pugilator
to the thigh, but Diogenes Pugilator managed to use his arm protection
manica to take most force out from the hit, however, this made him to
drop his trident, and the sicca of Carnifex continued its movement and
made a very nasty looking wound to Diogenes Pugilators leg. The force
of the hit was enough that Diogenes could not use his right hand
properly anymore and therefor had only the left hand dagger left.
Diogenes Pugilator set himself ready, the crowds were wildly cheering,
but the bleeding was maybe too much for Carnifex, who fell to the
arena. So Diogenes Pugilator was declared as winner. Later on I heard
that Carnifex had actually survived, but in very weak condition, some
of the best army doctors had saved his life, but still regarded it as a
miracle that he survived.
Fight 4
Sponsor: Emilia Curia Finnica
Gladiator: Testudo Magnus
Type: Secutor
Sponsor: Aulus Minicius Iordannes Pompeianus
Gladiator: Cassius
Type: Retiarius
Oh, my friend, how the time flies both in the rows of spectators as
well as here in my home writing all these fights! But even when it
started to be late and time for the last fight of the day, and as it is
now very late when writing these words, the fight was absolutely one
not to miss, even in this poorly written account.
There was a retiarius against secutor, the classic fight, you know how
I love them! Retiarius, named as Cassius, was sponsored by Aulus
Minicius Iordannes Pompeianus and the secutor, named as Testudo Magnus,
was sponsored by Aedile herself, Emilia Curia Finnica.
As it was the last fight of the day the crowd was warm right from the
beginning, even while the Sun was steadily going down and air getting
cooler. When the fighters entered the arena there was already loud
cheering and clapping of hands. And of course everyone loves the
retiarius against secutor fights. The trident of Cassius was the old
fashioned wooden with metallic spikes, his net was large. Testudo
Magnus had shining new body armour, blood red scutum with golden
lightning and gladius.
The fight started with Cassius trying to trap Testudo Magnus with his
net. At the first throw he missed Testudo Magnus, who was big and a bit
slow moving, as secutor should. Then Cassius clasped his trident couple
of times to the scutum of Testudo Magnus, probing out some possible
weaknesses in the grip of the shield. Or at least this what Testudo
Magnus and the spectators at the rows thought, but Cassius had a clever
plan, he was in fact not probing, but waiting to get Testudo Magnus
into position, where Cassius could trap him to the net. My friend, I'm
sure that you appreciate his clever move as much as I, instead of
normal probing out, he was actually making his attack in disguise!
And so he got Testudo Magnus into an akward position and managed to
throw his net and caught his opponents right hand with gladius trapped
to the net. However Testudo Magnus did not panic, and as experienced
secutor he knew, that only panicking was the only sure way for
destruction. So, instead of moving, he took a firmer stand, dropped his
sword, took a grip of the net, and with the huge muscles of his right
hand pulled the net towards himself and turning his scutum forward
crashed Cassius against himself and his scutum. Cassius had not
expected this at all, and when he noticed, that he was the one being
put out of balance and pulled by net, it was too late for him to use
his trident, he was now too close to Testudo Magnus. So with a bang
Cassius hit the Testudo Magnus. The crwod jumped right to the air, and
started to cheer.
Testudo used the little time when Cassius was stunned by the blow to
free himself from the net and to get his gladius back. Then he simply
jumped backwards to avoid the trident of Cassius, who tried to hit him
off balance. My friend, the skill of these fighters was phenomenal.
They were again against each other, Cassius trying to use his net, and
Testudo Magnus just waiting and defending. After some extremely
skillful attacks and defences, which I sadly have no time to write for
you, I'll save them to the day when we'll meet again, Cassius decided
to try a different tactic.
Cassius started to make quick probing attacks to the both sides of
Testudo Magnus, trying to get him tired of moving with his heavy
equipment. The crowd cheered and at the other moment held it's breath.
The sand of the arena had started to dry out and small clouds of dust
rose from the hectic movement of the two fighters. Testudo Magnus was
getting tired and his movement slower, but Cassius, too, was tired.
Cassius eventually made a mistake when attacking, and plunged too deep
and too close to Testudo Magnus' left side, and Testudo Magnus swiftly
used his gladius, while jumping to the back side of Cassius, to inflict
a wound to the right arm of Cassius, who had to drop his net due the
pain. Cassius was quick to recover however and turned around like a
lightning bolt, and hit the scutum of Testudo Magnus with his trident.
The hit landed to the top left corner of the shield and it was powerful
enough to get the shield unbalanced, and the left arm of Testudo Magnus
to bend backwards to a very ugly looking way. His left side now
exposed, Testudo Magnus turned and tried to hit with his gladius to the
Cassius' left side, which had been revealed when he raised his trident
to deliver the blow against his opponents shield. Testudo Magnus
managed to slice a small wound there. Cassius at the same time was
continuing his drive forwards and had managed to get his dagger to his
right hand where he had lost the net. Cassius had both feet up the
ground and was flying forwards after he lost his balance due the
counterattack of Testudo Magnus. Even while flying those couple of
eyeblink's time, he managed to throw his dagger against the unprotected
left side of Testudo Magnus. Testudo Magnus was also going to hit the
ground on the reverse direction, and miraculously his left arm had not
been dislocated or broken, so he by instinct started to move it back to
its normal position, even during his falling down. He was too late
however, as the dagger of Cassius flew and hit his left arm its blade
going straight through it. The blood started to run immediately, and
when Testudo Magnus finally hit the sand of arena, he lost the grip
from his shield, which flew several feets away.
Cassius was also hitting the ground at the same time, and both fighters
rose up bewildered and grasping their equipment while turning to look
where the other one was and all this time the crowd was cheering like
madmans, how on earth the theatre building did not tremble from uproar
in the benches is a mystery to me!
Both fighters were now up again. Testudo Magnus had lost his shield and
his left side was thus without protection, also his left arm was now
bleeding and most probably useless, so he only had his armour and his
gladius. Cassius had lost his net and his dagger, so he had only his
trident as weapon, he was also bleeding in his right arm and left side.
Where I was in the crowd, I could not see how serious those wounds of
both fighters were.
At that moment Testudo Magnus made his mistake, he thought that Cassius
would still be stunned out of the hit and had bled enough to been
weakened. So Testudo Magnus started an attack, trying to get close
enough that Cassius could not effectively use his trident. He ran
against Cassius, but Cassius was not as weak as he may have looked like
and took a grip of the trident by both hands and crouched down. This
surprised Testudo Magnus, who was too close to stop the motion of his
heavy body, and practically ran straight through to the trident of
Cassius, which penetrated his stomach just under the body armour. The
trident shattered into pieces, and Testudo Magnus fell to the ground at
the same time his gladius made last wound for Cassius' cheek, but it
was nothing. Testudo Magnus was lying on the arena, but he was not dead
yet. Cassius asked from the crowd and from the Aedile, and everyone
agreed, that Testudo Magnus had deserved death in the arena, not on the
doctors table. So Cassius took the gladius of Testudo Magnus, and after
proper pause, when the crowd went totally silent, he with single stroke
killed Testudo Magnus by driving the blade of the sword from the neck
to his heart.
Cassius was tired, but still he paid proper respects to his dead
opponent, and the crowd was cheering again. And for the second time at
that day, there was blood, sweat, tears and golden coins on the dusty
sand of arena.
That, my friend, was an extraordinary fight of skillful men who knew
their place and who knew their trade, you would have appreaciated it.
It reminded me of the heroes of the past.
Here I must now end this letter, my eyes are heavy, but my heart is
light, once again noble fight has lifted the spirits and once again the
gods are looking favourably towards us!
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LUDI CIRCENSES
November 15th - 17th
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A. His/her name in Nova Roma;
B. The name of his/her driver;
C. The name of his/her chariot;
D. His/her tactics for the Quarter and Semifinals;
E. His/her tactics for the Finals;
F. The name of his/her "factio" or team (Albata, Praesina, Russata, or
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G. Dirty actions against another factio in a specific round
(quarter-final, semi-final, or final) and amount of sesterces paid in
support of it (an entrant does not have to pay sesterces to commission
a dirty action, but doing so increases the chances of success);
H. Defence against dirty actions in a specific round (quarter-final,
semi-final, or final) and amount of sesterces paid in support of it (an
entrant does not have to pay sesterces to defend against a dirty
action, but doing so decreases the chances of success of the dirty
action);
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Valete,
Emilia Curia Finnica
Scriba Araniae Academia Thules ad Studia Romana Antiqua et Nova
Aedilis Plebis
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