Arc 1 Interlude Chapter 1: The Idiot

“Finished”

Legatus Oriol Magnus Karemsen sighs as he puts down the scrolls.

Paperwork – the bane of every army officer since the first decurio was assigned to lead his men. At least today I finished before deepdark and can even get a warm meal before the mess closes.

Unfortunately when looking up he sees his adjutant.

“Legatus, there has been a small incident in town an hour ago, an incident that involved several army men and an officer”.

Oriol looked for a while at Centurio Bekarm. “What has the Idiot done now?”

“Legatus, it is not becoming to an officer of your rank to call other officers an idiot, especially not if they are nephews of a high ranking senator. And there are a lot of officers that get into problems without doing anything wrong.”

“That might be, but I can’t help to note that you knew exactly who I was referring to…” the Legatus smirks…

“Ahem…”

“Legatus, about two dozen civilians and soldiers of different sections have been found with severe Kuor-Exhaustion inside the “Golden Lion”. Decurio Markus Ohannus was the only person not exhausted, and he gave us a story of drunk citizens insulting the armies honor, which he defended.”

“Additionally, the scribes received a message from First Rank Senator Primus Ohannus today, he respectfully asks why his nephew is still only a decurio even after five years of service.”

“Godsdamn Petrus, that idiot can’t think or plan even a raid on a henhouse, he always relies on his talents with Kuor’Tel to get out of any problems he stumbles into. And his talents are good enough that we never managed to catch him wrong.”

“But there are enemy officers with as much talent as he has on the frontlines, and those can plan ahead. Which means if I send him there it’s only a matter of weeks until he’s dead with all soldiers he commands. And that would start a real shitstorm from the senator.”

“That might be the case, Legatus – but you have to do something or our legio will have problems as the current situation can’t continue.”

Legatus Oriol thinks for a while, then he stands up and goes to a cabinet. He extracts a book and searches through it.

“Yes, I remembered correctly. Centurio Trimus is just two months from retirement. We’ll send our problem boy to Bremarin to take over as Dungeon Manager once Trimus retires.”

“Really Legatus? That would be a very influential post and I have to admit that Decurio Ohannus does have a tendency to end up in problems.”

“No, as dungeon manager he would have no say in the army matters there, he can only command his own men assigned to dungeon duty. And the only [high]-ranked dungeon has been tamed and maxed centuries ago. All other dungeons in that area are [Black]-ranked and not worth the problems.”

“So he can’t create any problems as he just has to follow the books for that dungeon. That is a prestige post for officers we don’t want to have near anything important, and the men under them are usually assigned for similar reasons – a place where they can’t cause harm while it has enough public prestige to not cause any questions.”

“And don’t forget that dungeons dampen Kuor’Tel, so he might even learn something in that tamed dungeon. Prepare the paperwork, the sooner we get that idiot send off the better.”