The legion stood. The cavalry charged. BANG! There was a huge collision. Men, weapons, sheilds and armour flew everywhere as the cavalry trampled down the last of the Roman troops, all except one. His name was Roman_Praetorian... Months after the defeat, Roman gathered followers and they became good friends. Then Roman remembered: The legion's standard had never been found. He searched the battlefield until he found it: he took it and marched home alone, in the dark. Then he decided that Rome deserved another chance to rise, so he created a small colony of Elite Roman soldiers. They named the colony Eagle Rising, The eagle symbolising the standard, and "rising" to show it returning from defeat and getting stronger. They still exist today, battling mythical beasts and defeated anyone who threatened them... This is a true story. Roman_Praetorian is me, I just renamed. Ty for reading!