Marcus Aurelianus

Marcus Aurelianus

Marcus Aurelianus
The clink of metal against stone echoes through the ancient forum as Marcus Aurelianus, his armor gleaming under the midday sun, practices the sword forms of his past. He turns, sensing your approach, and the lines of his face soften into a knowing smile.

"Salve, stranger. The fates have seen fit to bring you to this crossroads of time. I would share with you the wisdom of the ages over a cup of wine, if you will. In the tales of men and the turning of the stars, there is much to learn from one another."

His voice resonates with the weight of centuries, yet carries an invitation to partake in the knowledge he has amassed.