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10 AD
ONE YEAR SINCE THE VARUS BATTLE

THE CHERUSCI HAVE RETREATED
DEEP INTO THE NORTHERN FORESTS

REIK ARI IS TO BECOME KING,
UNITING THE TRIBES FOR THE FIRST TIME

BUT THE ROMAN EMPIRE HAS NOT GIVEN UP
ITS CLAIM TO THE LAND OF THE BARBARIANS.

Stop!

Some savages dropped their whore.

Is she still alive?

Take her to Commander Tiberius.

As an additional present.

If these Barbarian whores
weren't so filthy,

maybe we could do something with them.

To arms!

Make a shield!

Take as much
as you can carry and burn the rest.

Goatskins.

The Suebi people
pay us a fortune for them.

Uh-huh.

And then they'll sell it back
to the Romans

and make an even greater fortune.

Were there any more?

The wagons are full of them.

What do they need them for?

What is it?

They need them for contubernia.

Contu-what? What is that?

Contubernia are big tents.

For soldiers.

For thousands of soldiers.

Send messengers
to Reik Aldarich and Reik Brandolf.

We need to meet.

Arminius, that devil.

He tricked Varus back then.

But this time, Tiberius is doing nothing,
and we're dropping...

like flies.

Prefect Germanicus.

Stop spouting nonsense.

Arminius is mortal too.

We'll just have to teach him how to die.

Tents for an entire legion!

We can't put up with this any longer.

We should ride out tonight!

Every village where we find goatskins,
we burn it down!

- No questions asked!
- We will stick to the strategy.

Tiberius.

These are my men.

My comrades.

My brothers.

It must not be our strategy for even
one of them to be killed by these animals.

No attacks until the new legions arrive.

Germanicus.

Son, Rome has an endless supply
of brave commanders.

But you, you will become the next emperor.

Start to think like one.

Why crush a few tribes
when you can sack the whole country?

It's all right.

Thumelicus. Hello, my little reik.

Thank you.

Yes, it's good when it rains.

Uh, two?

What is it?

It was a success, wasn't it?

Rome is moving quickly. War is upon us.

One of the officers mentioned
Tiberius earlier.

That means the camp by the river
is under his command.

Tiberius only shows up
when things get serious.

We've already shown Varus
how we handle "serious."

Tiberius is Rome's supreme commander.

He has imperium proconsulare.

He has what?

It means he can decide
what to do with the legions.

No one has that much power
apart from a Caesar.

Well, he's just another Roman, is he not?

We have scouts
on the mountain passes in the south.

If any troops were on the move down there,
we would know.

Reik Brandolf, those tents are meant
for soldiers. That's proof enough.

We can't just sit down and wait
for those soldiers to come.

Well, if you plan to attack immediately,

you can count on my warriors.

That's not enough.

Just the Marsi, the Lombards,
and the Cherusci won't be enough.

- Reik Hadgan will fight again.
- Yeah.

But only for the right price.

Reik Rurik and Ibor.

The Chatti, the Batavi.

All of them. We all fight together as one.

That's not enough, Aldarich!

There are too few of us
to stand up against Tiberius' legion,

especially if there's another one
on its way.

And they definitely won't repeat
their past blunders.

A second legion increases their numbers
to 20,000 men, in a secure camp.

Together, we add up to maybe 8,000.
That's nothing.

Marbod.

The Marcomanni.

- He's not going to help us.
- He has 70,000 men.

70,000?

Marbod has never been interested
in what happens in the west. Never.

But it's never been so dangerous.

And we all know
what that means.

We need all the help we can get,
especially Marbod's army.

Who else, if not you,
could convince him, Ari?

Marbod should already be on his way here
for the big Thing on the solstice.

That's perfect.

See?

A sign from the gods.

Odvulf, take ten horses
to Reik Rurik.

Tell him I will have no claim
to the spoils if he fights alongside us.

- And get the message to Reik Thorleif.
- I'll ride right away.

Be right back.

Do you think that's enough?

And Marbod?

You have to talk to him.

Invite him out hunting. Or maybe fishing.

Or for some beer and whores.

Marbod is clever.

Before I ask,
he'll know we want his troops.

You know him?

From long ago.

Marbod, my prince. We're ready.
Can I show you the progress we've made?

We're almost done with the tent.

Shall we dig ditches and build palisades?

That won't be necessary.

Nobody would dare
to break the peace at the Thing.

Very well, my prince.

This place is a dump.

The insects.

I don't believe we've needed the Thing
for the last few years, Marbod.

This year is different.

The future of the tribes.

The victory over Varus.

Since when
do we care about the other tribes?

Since they started caring about us.

And we should take advantage of that.

Reik Marbod!

Talio, on behalf of the Cherusci.

My reik Ari, son of Segimer,
sends his greetings.

Reik Ari...

Is that all?

Ari invites you to go hunting

before the big Thing on the solstice.

Hunting.

Is that so?

Solely for the thrill of hunting?

Yes.

For the thrill of hunting.

Tell him...

I accept his invitation.

I enjoy the thrill of hunting too.

Ari...

You're thinking so loudly
I can't sleep.

With or without Marbod,
you will find a way.

The gods love people
who don't wait for the gods

and take action when before trouble.

So what does Runa think?

I'll have to sacrifice a sheep, probably.

I had to learn that I could
take my destiny into my own hands.

That I could be whoever I want.

I'm also a Roman, Thusnelda.

I can't just ignore that part of me.

You are who you are.

Halt.

Are you here for the market?

I'm Prefect Flavus Quinctilius Varus,
6th legion, on a secret mission.

Of paramount importance.

- Do you have any papers?
- Let me in.

Open the gate!

Commander, I'm so sorry.

Speak, soldier.

A visitor for you.
Flavus Quinctilius Varus.

Flavus Varus?

He dares to come here?

Hail Caesar.

Commander Tiberius.

Germanicus.

Proconsul.

Hail Caesar.

The emperor's name
in the mouth of Arminius' brother?

I am on a secret mission
for the capture of high traitor Arminius.

By order of Caesar Augustus himself.

I am asking
for an elite troop of 50 cavalry

in support of my honorable endeavor,
Commander Tiberius.

We received no such order.

No orders received?

Nothing.

Hmm.

I can't imagine why the order
hasn't come through, Dominus.

Ah.

Rome was quite clear.

Why would they trust
a traitor's brother with anything?

Rome, in its wisdom,
felt that only I could capture my kin...

Ha!

- You insult the legions!
- I do no such thing!

Expel him, Father.

- Dominus, I can capture Arminius! I can!
- He's lying, Father! Expel him!

My orders are to wait here
until additional legions arrive.

Unless I get new orders, of course.

Flavus, you have my hope

that you can acquire your brother
without support.

- But I can't...
- If you cannot, then you cannot.

I imagine they'll kill you
before you even get close.

Still, best of luck.

Then that's what I'll do.
I'll capture him and bring him to you.

Hail Caesar!

Yes, of course, hail Caesar.

Thusnelda, the Cheruscan.

Your reputation
has reached us in the east.

Welcome.

My wife, Odarike, daughter of Tudrus.

It's a quaint place you have here.

As declared enemies of Rome,
our villages have to be small.

Long time no see, Ari.

Yes.

Yes, indeed.

Well then... how about a hug, my friend?

Let's go hunting.

This was my favorite place as a child.

Our land.

As far as the eye can see.

"For the thrill of hunting."

You want something from me.

Well, I simply wanna destroy this camp.

- It's just a camp, isn't it?
- Their numbers are increasing, Marbod.

But we can stop them if we join forces.

Isn't it nice to see the tribes
all free and independent now?

"The tribes?" What are you saying?

- I mean that the tribes...
- I know what you mean... but...

when I look around here,
I just see the Cherusci. You.

And if you were in my village,
you'd only see the Marcomanni. Us.

And maybe that's a good thing.

Can I offer you anything, Odarike?

I would like to be seated in the shade.

And perhaps a drink of water?

Fresh, drinkable water?

Do you have that here?

Mm-hmm.

You want my warriors.

I could give you a hundred reasons

why I wouldn't pick a battle
with the Romans.

- Give me one that really counts.
- This here.

The fact that we're here now
talking to each other.

Can't you feel that?

That is peace.

Don't be so naive.

- Be careful what you say.
- This peace is not going to last, Marbod!

It only exists because
they're waiting for reinforcements.

They're preparing themselves.

And then, I promise you,
your peace will be over.

Mm-hmm. Just a little bit.

What a good eater!

Yeah, he is.

Mmm. Tastes good.

So, even the most primitive villagers
can brew mead.

That's nice.

It's the first thing you like here. Great!

You know, after the first two births,
my breasts were still in reasonable shape.

After the third...

Farewell, breasts!

Do you want more children?

Sure, yes.

You?

Oh, no, definitely not.

And Marbod?

Marbod is happy with his children.

With his children.

One day, the Romans came
and massacred my tribe.

Killed my family and dragged me to Rome.

When I was 17,
they sent me back and made me reik.

And then I understood that

that had been their plan
from the beginning.

But I took advantage of that
and risked everything

to move east with my tribe.

To a new land.

A new life.

And how are you so indifferent
toward the Romans after all that?

Precisely because of
everything I've experienced.

I just don't want any trouble.

You're scared.

You see this here?

That little boy who was hiding
from looting soldiers back then,

who was then discovered, tortured,
and almost beaten to death.

Yes, Ari, that little kid was scared.

But now, there's no fear in me.

Of anything or anyone.

Will you fight with us?

I...

I'll give it some serious thought.

Well?

Will Marbod show you his support?

He said he'd give it some thought.

Will he bring his 70,000 men?

It's Marbod. It's impossible to tell
what he's thinking.

What does Rurik say?

He says we can count on him.

Odvulf is still with Reik Thorleif.
I'll ride out to see Gudmunt.

So we're missing Hadgan.

Hadgan is tricky.
We can't be too direct about it.

And he won't say yes
until he feels it'll benefit him greatly.

My father.

I'll take care of it.

I'll meet him tomorrow.

How do you know Marbod so well?

It seemed like you're old friends.

We spent our youth together.

In Rome.

He was a tribute from his tribe as well.

Just like my brother and I.

Can we trust him?

I hope so.

My prince?

There's a Roman here
who'd like to speak with you.

One Roman?

All alone?

That's what I call bold.

Greetings, Marbod...

Prince of the Marcomanni.

Flavus Quinctilius Varus.

Officer Flavus.

I was recently transferred to the region
and didn't wanna miss the chance to

visit...

an old friend.

So here I am.

How did you know I'd be here
in the west at the moment?

The commander of 70,000 spears...

is pretty easy to spot.

Then you also know
about the Thing.

Your brother invited us today.

We reminisced about the good old days.

He's not my brother anymore.

And you can talk to me about
the new good days.

Darkness is near.

Dark times.

Beware, Thusnelda.

Gods, what do you want?

Rome will be
your mother now.

And I am your father.

Varus, I had no choice.

Mother.

Segestes.

It's so good to see you.

How are you?

I'm not here as your daughter

but as princess of the Cherusci.

Your tribe needs your help.

Help? Why should we help you anyway?

Of course we will.

- We would do anything to help our own.
- Good.

Rome will attack soon,
and the tribes need to be united.

That means you should mediate
with Reik Hadgan tonight at the Thing.

Hadgan only wants the spoils.

And he'll have them.

But in case he needs another nudge,

he's stupid enough to listen to you,
so advise him.

You should watch your tone, Thusnelda.

What's in it for me?

Help us with Hadgan,
and you may rejoin the tribe.

You can rely on us.

You, boy!

First time in Germania?

Met any Barbarians yet?

I was there.

The attack of the traitor, Arminius.

Barbarians nailed the heads to the trees.

They ripped out the guts...

and ate them!

From the dead, or just the wounded.

And the testicles too.

I think... I have to...

Welcome to Germania, boy!

Have a pleasant stay!

It's been a year
of peace and healing.

And as I look around,

I see strong reiks
and brave warriors with a common goal.

To fight for freedom and sovereignty.

We battle for our land,

for that which has always belonged to us.

And they battle to steal
what doesn't belong to them.

But if we stand united,
they will not succeed.

Let's go fight those dogs right now!

Yeah! Yeah!

That's exactly what
I'd like to do, Rurik.

It's about time
all of this came to an end.

New legions are on the way.
We cannot wait any longer.

We have to attack now.

'Cause we're unstoppable
if we stand together as one.

Together, with me as your king!

Let's hear it for Ari, the fearless reik!

Who led you all into battle
like a clever wolf!

If he becomes your king,

he will lead you to war again.

- Marbod's right.
- Yeah!

It's been a long time
since I last saw you all here.

Reik Rurik.

How many of your warriors
did you lose in the battle in the forest?

Reik Thorleif!

Where is your brother?

Ari says, "a year of healing."

Is your dead brother healed?

And you, Brandolf.

Last time,
you were here with your three sons.

Three sons!

Honored warriors!

Where are they now?

A year ago, Ari said you would drive
the Romans out of your land.

That freedom was worth any sacrifice.

A whole year has gone by,
and you're here again,

but the Romans haven't gone away.

And Ari, once again,
has nothing else to offer but war.

But times have changed, Ari.

Anyone who only thinks like a wolf

doesn't look too far ahead.

And a man who only knows
one way of doing things

is not wise enough to be your king!

You have no right to talk like that.

While all these men were in battles,
you were hiding away in your village,

you cowardly asshole.

It's true.

I have been trading with the Romans
for many years.

We do business. Good business!

The Romans trust me.

That, my friends, is a better way.

A peaceful way...

in which all of you can partake.

A year ago, none of you had a choice.

You do now, believe me!

Choose wisely, my friends.

Choose wisely.

Choose me as your honored king.

Why didn't you stop them
from leaving?

We didn't come to a decision.

The night is over.

The gods will decide on the king
some other time.

What?

You'd better save yourself and your child!

You know nothing about
the gods, Thusnelda.

You think they can't do you any harm

because you didn't get a punishment
for your arrogance and contempt.

What are you saying?

Nobody can fool the gods!

Nobody! Beware, Thusnelda!

The gods will punish him too!

What is Marbod up to?

I don't know. That wasn't like him.

I'll go to try and find out.
I'll find his wife.

I'll talk to him again.

Ari? There he is.

Marbod!

Who is going to take our things
to the village?

Why should anyone do that?

What did you say? We had an agreement.

Then make sure that
it all works out at the next Thing.

Someone should put her in her place,
or else she won't come to her senses.

Marbod?

Why did you do that?

This is your war.

It's your war with your past,
with yourself.

What are you talking about?

Our tribes are to have their blood spilled

because you have to prove to yourself
you're not a Roman.

That's nonsense.

Maybe the Romans aren't the problem.

Maybe you're the problem.

The only thing I want

is for the tribes to unite
so their freedom is protected!

What wise words, King Ari.

Flavus?

So this is all you're doing.

You ruined my life.

You ruined my life!

It's over, Ari!

Give up, brother.