Alaric, King of the Visigoths, strode triumphantly through the Salarian Gate into Rome. The great citadel had fallen and at the head of onslaught a young Angeln warrior, Saebald Frithwalding, doused in the blood of the slain Roman defenders.
Exhausted from the excursion of battle, the fields of Angeln were a distant memory for Saebald, the young warrior who joined Lord Wig’s warband several years before. Fighting side by side with the great Herul warrior, Sigurd, Saebald had negotiated an epic, and didactic, journey of conquest, honing the craft of warfare, through the temptation and treachery of Gaul before proceeding to join Alaric and the Goths and spearheading the greatest assault. While an equally fraught journey home remained, for now, victory, the spoils and vindication were with Saebald and the Wiggingas warband.
Rome vanquished. A new order in Europe burgeoning. The attention of the Germanic warbands and Saebald’s kin would turn across the North Sea… to Britain.