Autumn was coming to southern Britannia and the harvest would soon be underway. Things were quiet, with the local tribes of Celts seeming to decide against fighting the Romans or one anther for a change. In the town of Viroconium, the future seemed bright. This former military fortress was now a civilian settlement, as the XXth legion had left the area as troubles in Wales quieted down. The new forum was recently finished and the bathhouse would be completed in the spring. It was a sunny morning for early autumn, but clear skies and peaceful times can turn stormy rather quickly in Britannia. Alarms raced through the town as travelers reported that nearly a thousand Celts were moving towards Viroconium from the north. If this was an uprising, there would be no time to evacuate the town; help would arrive far too late. This came as quite a surprise to everyone in Viroconium, as the Cornovii, the tribe to the north, were considered friends of Rome. Even if the Cornovii weren’t heading for the town, this southern migration would inevitably bring them into conflict with the Bodunni, a rival tribe just south of Viroconium. Why would the Cornovii abandon their lands just before harvest? By all accounts, this growing season had been a good one across the entire province so famine was quite unlikely. One thing was for certain; things weren’t quiet anymore.