NovaRoma. From the Depths of His Heart - Sineala - The Eagle | Eagle of the Ninth (2011), Eagle of the Ninth - Rosemary Sutcliff. Eagle of the Ninth Fans. The Penis Mightier (The Celtic Boast Battle Mix) - Carmarthen - The Eagle | Eagle of the Ninth (2011), Scél Mucci Mic Dathó | The Tale of Mac Dathó's Pig, Irish Mythology. “How,” said the king from his seat in Coria, “in this place where sit all the brave heroes of the Brigantes, shall we divide the meat, except according to brave deeds?” At that Ballorix, who was favored of the king, stepped forward and began to make flourishes above the boar with his knife. “It is intolerable,” said a tall warrior, “that Ballorix should divide the boar before our faces.”
“And who is this who challenges me?” Asked Ballorix. “He is a better hero than you,” said everyone. “Know you why your father has only one eye?” Thereupon the other sat down. “Further contest!” "That you shall have. “Stop a bit, Lussurix!” "Prepare now, men of the Brigantes, for further contest," said Ballorix. "You will not divide it yet," said Vindex, son of Colignos. “It is so,” said Ballorix, “yet when your wife was not satisfied with you, was it not me that she sought out to go with her? “I see my portion is in readiness,” said Esca, who had heard Ballorix’s boast. “Is it right that it should be so?” The Beast of Indossa - Carmarthen - The Eagle (2011) They camped by a loch that night, on a promontory overlooking the water. Earlier Esca had taken a horrifyingly bracing swim to get the mud of travel off, and then gone fishing, grateful to avoid the routine of wading through a bog to retrieve a duck because Marcus hadn’t wanted to bring a dog.
Now there was a fire, and some nice fish to clean and cook for dinner. Something rippled out in the loch, like the back of a great dark beast. As it came closer, Marcus stood, hand on sword-hilt. Although he would never admit it later, Esca might have screamed when the head came up on its long snaky neck and bent down to examine the fish he was cleaning, lips peeling back from pointed teeth. He didn’t argue. Esca looked at Marcus, who was still frozen in place, eyes huge. “Something we will never speak of again,” Esca said. After that they stopped camping by large bodies of water. Riventhorn: Fic: Treacherous Ground. Banner by ladytiferet Title: Treacherous GroundAuthor: riventhornRating: NC-17Pairing: Esca/MarcusWord Count: 1,592Content labels: Dub-con, major angst, twisted master/slave dynamicsDisclaimer: No copyright infringement intended; no profit is being made from thisSummary: For this prompt on the_eagle_kink.
Esca doesn’t look at him. Marcus had securely fastened the lodge door behind them and stood waiting, expectant. But Esca just shrugs off his tunic and tosses it to the ground. The fury that burns through Marcus is as searing as the moment when he knew he would never rejoin the legions. He takes a step towards Esca, who…closes his eyes. It is this casual disregard of the threat Marcus poses that stops him. He is surrounded by enemies, and Esca is the only thing standing between him and a quick, ignoble death.
“Do for me what I did for you,” Esca says, keeping his eyes shut, “and you’ll live.” Marcus stands a moment longer, and then he masters himself. He’d wanted Esca for a long time. After. The_eagle_kink. Nothing of Greater Value (The Secret Latrunculi Master Cover) - Carmarthen - The Eagle (2011)