Somewhere around 117 AD dissapeared Legio IX Hispania, stationed in the Roman province of Britannia, from all known records and there are are no sign of what happened...
One of the wierd magical disasters that occasionally happens in this universe occur: An Eldricht, a LostWorld is created. The legion, the Romano-British natives and a Pictish invasion force with families are cut of from the rest of the world as the entire area shrink into to only a few square meters large. Geting in are easy just step in that square.
Geting out is alot more difficult. That's something Major Llewellyn and his men of The Norshire Infantry are going to experience some 1900 years later. Well, Major, it's a good thing you speak Latin and Cymric...
Somewhere around 117 AD dissapeared Legio IX Hispania, stationed in the Roman province of Britannia, from all known records and there are are no sign of what happened...
One of the wierd magical disasters that occasionally happens in this universe occur: An Eldricht, a LostWorld is created. The legion, the Romano-British natives and a Pictish invasion force with families are cut of from the rest of the world as the entire area shrink into to only a few square meters large. Geting in are easy just step in that square.
Geting out is alot more difficult. That's something Major Llewellyn and his men of The Norshire Infantry are going to experience some 1900 years later. Well, Major, it's a good thing you speak Latin and Cymric...
edited 9th Oct '10 1:19:45 PM by TheBorderPrince
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