The Battle of Jupiter's Shrine
It has been four hundred and seventy four years since the birth of our Lord, and five thousand seven hundred and thirty-three years since the world was created.
The frosts of winter had barely left us when the Saxons returned. Again it seems that we carry the cross for the entire island as we face the wrath of the interloper. To our east Caer Colun still holds most of the eastern coast, but news from Caint and Cair Llundain is bleak. In the former the Britons are enslaved whilst the latter is almost entirely abandoned. The valley of the great Tamensis is now desolated as far as the bridge at Pontes, with all civilised men having fled before the raiding hordes. With the riches of the land stripped the Seax look north to Verulamium and its wealth….