Marcus Junius Brutus = One of the conspirators against Caesar.

Faas-Ru-Maar = Dismay shout.

Nicomedes IV of Bithynia = In 80 BC, young Caesar was an ambassador to Nicomedes IV's court. Caesar was sent to raise a fleet using Bithynia's resources, but he dallied so long with the King that a rumor of a homosexual relationship surfaced, leading to the disparaging title, "the Queen of Bithynia", an allegation which was made much use of by Caesar's political enemies later in his life. (source: Wikipedia)

A/N: Enjoy! Okay, I am lazy. The poem sucks. It was the first I could think of. I also added a courier outpost to Whiterun. I wondered where they came from.

Julius raised a brow when he saw Brutus. In the meantime, Farengar was circling around him while muttering and writing several things on a piece of parchment: "Very interesting subject. This subject is supposed to be from another realm. Perhaps Oblivion. The subject is called Gaius Julius Caesar and is supposed to be a Roman General from Rome." He continued to write, but Balgruuf interrupted: "Forgive Farengar, he can be a bit... difficult. Mages. You know." Julius walked to Brutus, hugging him. Brutus asked: "Why don't you just kill me?" Julius answered: "Your mother would kill me. Have you ever seen her angry?" Brutus smiled weakly and Julius turned to Jarl Balgruuf: "My Jarl, I thank you for your hospitality. Now, back to business, I still have a letter from Tullius. Balgruuf exclaimed: "No doubt requesting to garrison his men in my castle. How many times must I deny him? Well? Out with it." Julius said: "General Tullius has information that Ulfric Stormcloak wants to attack Whiterun. Tullius wants to help defending the city if there comes an attack." Balgruuf responded:"I see... Give the papers to my Steward." Julius replied: "General Tullius said: 'The Jarl's eyes only." Balgruuf sighed:"Don't be daft. Proventus is my eyes. Just give me the letter. I presume once I have it, I can do as I please with it, good?" Julius said: "I insist on it, Jarl." Balgruuf sighed again and finally took the letter. He muttered: "Hmm... these are interesting reports..." He turned to his steward and housecarl and began discussing. Julius sat down on a chair and began talking with Brutus. He asked: "How did you end up here?" Brutus answered: "I have no idea, but I woke up here, with Dancia Pure-Spring caring for me. You?" Julius replied: "I woke up in a wooden shack near Solitude. Like you see, I am with the Imperial Legion. I guess that the Jarl or one of his subordinates gave you already an idea about what is happening in Skyrim. You can do whatever you want. I am not the person to force you to do something." Brutus responded: "I am staying with you. Is that your dog?" Julius nodded and said: "Yes, his name is Achilles. He seems to like you." Balgruuf had finished discussing and said: "You there. I have a message for you to deliver to our friend, the esteemed Jarl of Windhelm. Deliver this axe to Ulfric Stormcloak." Julius raised a brow and asked: "An axe?" Balgruuf exclaimed: "How long have you been in Skyrim? Yes. Give the man my axe. If he returns it to you it means we have business to settle. If he keeps it, then we are at peace." Julius retorted: "And you think he is going to let me in. Stormcloaks have already mistaken me for Tullius." Balgruuf replied calmly: "True, he's a dangerous and bloodthirsty man, but he's also a Nord that honors our traditions. Keep your wits about you and you won't be harmed. And then get back here. Because if Ulfric isn't bluffing, I'll need every able body to defend Whiterun." Julius thanked him and turned to Brutus: "You've heard it. The rebels are going to attack Whiterun. I will depart this evening to Windhelm. What are you going to do?" Brutus replied with a harsh face: "The people in this city have cared for me. I won't flee now. I'll stand with you tomorrow." Julius nodded and said: "Very well. I shouldn't have expected else from you, Brutus. You were always the noble one. I am going to depart to Windhelm. If Legate Rikke or Legate Quentin Cipius is here, say them I am delivering an axe to Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak. They will understand. Also, watch Achilles for me. Do you have armor and weapons? Let's go outside" Brutus responded: "I have. I wore my armor under my tunic when I tried to kill you." Julius nodded and walked together with Brutus outside. Brutus asked him: "Where are you going?" Julius replied: "I need to find a man named Idolaf Battle-Born and the courier outpost here." Brutus said: "I know where the outpost is. Idolaf is most of the time at the Bannered Mare. Follow me." Brutus showed him the way to the courier's outpost. Julius entered and bought three pieces of parchment, along with a feather and ink. He asked the vendor: "Do you sell flowers?" The vendor nodded and said: "Yes, we do. Twenty-five Septims for a bouquet of roses and violets. Sending costs included." Julius nodded and handed him the money over. Brutus raised a brow and asked: "For who are these flowers?" Julius only smiled in response. He took a piece of parchment and wrote in Greek: "Roses are red, violets are blue. Sugar is sweet and so are you. -J" He wrote the address on the front: "Haafingar hold, Thalmor Embassy. First Emissary." He handed the card over and the vendor thanked him for buying. He wrote two messages on the other pieces of parchment: "General Tullius, I am bringing an axe to Windhelm. Balgruuf has sided with the Empire. Tribune Caesar." "Legate Rikke, I am bringing an axe to Windhelm. A man called Brutus will wait for you at Dragonsreach if I am not in time back. He is from Rome. You can trust him. Balgruuf is with the Empire. Tribune Caesar." He walked outside, to the Bannered Mare, speaking to Idolaf Battle-Born: "Idolaf? For Tullius and for Rikke in the camp." Idolaf saluted and walked away. Brutus asked him: "When are you going to tell me for who those flowers are?" Julius answered his question: "You will meet her soon. Have patience." Brutus remarked: "Are you sure it isn't him?" Julius glared and replied: "That has never happened. It is a liar. And yes, I am sure it is a her." They entered Dragonsreach again and took a quick meal. The Jarl's servants had prepared their beds, and Julius departed. In the meantime, a courier was sent to the Thalmor Embassy. He would first stop at the outpost at Katla's farm, where someone would give him the flowers, and then hurry to the Embassy. The man muttered: "By the Nine, why would someone give a member of the Thalmor a bouquet of flowers? Anyways, job is job." He dismounted from his horse and walked to the embassy. It was morning The courier said: "I have a message for the First Emissary and a bouquet of flowers." The guards looked at each other and one of them said: "Good, give it to us, we'll give it to her." The courier refused: "No, I was ordered to give it myself." One of the guards said to the other one: "I don't want to make Herself angry. She is still in a foul mood, but it is a bit better since that Imperial came here." The other one nodded and said to the courier: "Alright, follow me." The guard escorted him to her office and announced the courier: "First Emissary, there is a courier with a message for you." Elenwen stood up and said: "What is it? I don't have much time." The courier nodded and handed her the flowers and message over. The guards and the courier left together. Elenwen had raised a brow when she had seen the flowers. She opened curiously the message and read: "Roses are red, violets are blue. Sugar is sweet and so are you. -J" It was written neatly in Altmeris and she knew only one man who knew how to speak Altmeris and whose name began with a J. She began smiling and taught of Julius. He was quite handsome for an Imperial, but still, he was an Imperial. In the meantime, Julius had reached Windhelm. It was still dark, so he rented a room in Candlehearth Hall and slept for a few hours. The people had watched his Imperial armor, but the guards hadn't taken him captive yet. Julius walked three hours later to the Palace of Kings, where Ulfric Stormcloak held court. Julius walked inside, removed his helmet and presented himself: "Tribune Gaius Julius Caesar, 4th Legion, Tribune of the 3th Cohort. I am sent by Jarl Balgruuf the Greater. I have a message for Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak." Ulfric stopped Galmar and replied: "And what might that message be?" Julius took the axe from his back and handed it over to Ulfric. Ulfric nodded and said: "You are very brave to carry such a message. It is a pity you choose the wrong side. You can expect a great deal of excitement in the near future." Julius sneered: "It is a pity that your barbaric men mistook me for General Tullius when I wanted to ask the way to Solitude. They shot an arrow in my shoulder. Goodbye." He hurried to the stables. Nearly nine hours later, he arrived at Whiterun. Rikke and Cipius were already there. Julius asked: "Have you met Brutus already?" She replied: "I did. He has informed me again you were at Windhelm. He is from Rome, right?" Julius nodded and Rikke walked back to Brutus. She asked: "Julius told us he was the ruler of Rome. Is he right?" Brutus answered: "Yes it is right, and everything he was already bragging about is also right." She asked another question: "Is there something you can tell me about him, that we don't know yet?" Brutus grinned and began: "Have you heard about Nicomedes IV of Bithynia and the Queen of Bithynia?" Julius interrupted: "Is that the first where you are thinking about? Why not tell them about the pirates? Rikke, I assure you, these are liars. It were my enemies who tried to make me look bad in front of the people." Rikke was quite confused and said: "Hold on. Where are you talking about?" Julius was the first to say something: "Nothing. Brutus, shut up. We better prepare the city." Rikke nodded and replied: "Aye, you are right. Julius, you'll command the Wolves. I am positioning them on the main road. They must hold. Cipius will command the archers and I'll take care of the remaining soldiers. You seem tired. When was the last time you have slept? Go sleeping, I'll wake you up when it's time." Julius nodded and walked to the barracks, searching an empty bed. He fell asleep soon, and a few hours later, Brutus woke him up with the words: "The battle is going to begin soon. There is a man named Wulf here. The others are happy because he is Dragonborn or something." Julius nodded and said: "Yes, the Dragonborn. I already heard from him." Julius equipped his armor and hurried to Dragonsreach. Rikke gave him a report of the situation: "Our scouts have reported that the Stormcloaks will be here in a hour. Thousand men. We have five hundred men. Any idea how we are going to do this?" Julius replied: "I would use a trap. Hide a bunch of soldiers behind a farm or something. The Wolves could hold the main gate and, when the Stormcloaks charge into battle, sound the horn. The men you hided behind something, attack them from the rear. They are surrounded and they will die, or surrender. It is easy, but effective." She nodded and asked Cipius: "What do you think about it?" Cipius said: "I like the idea. Tullius has sent some archers. I would position them on the walls, near the stable. Before we use Julius' trap, we can let them launch a volley of arrows." Rikke replied: "Very well. Legate Cipius, gather the archers. Tribune Caesar, get your men ready. Praefect Brutus, you go with the Dragonborn and the men waiting at the gates." Julius raised a brow and asked: "Brutus, did you enlist in the Legion?" He answered: "Until the Civil War is over." Rikke said: "We need every able bodied warrior here. If you want, I can later place him under your command. If he is just half as good as you, then I am happy." Julius sighed: "Don't try to die. If I see Servilia again, she is going to kill me. I need you to stop her, Brutus." Brutus smiled and walked outside, together with Wulf, the Dragonborn. Rikke asked Julius: "Who is Servilia?" Julius replied: "Brutus' mother." She continued to ask: "And what is so special about her?" Julius sighed and told her the truth: "I had an affair with her. Happy?" Rikke asked carefully another question: "Is Brutus your son?" Julius replied: "Perhaps. He is like a son to me, but I don't think he is. He is only fifteen years younger. Now, the Stormcloaks are nearly at the gates." He ran off, to the Wolves. Rikke followed him and gave a speech to everyone: "This is it men! This is an important day for the Empire and for the Legion. And for all of Skyrim. This is the day we send a message to Ulfric Stormcloak and the rebel Jarls who support him. But make no mistake. What we do here today, we do for Skyrim and her people. By cutting out the disease of this rebellion, we will make this country whole again! Ready now! Everyone, with me! For the Empire! For the Legion! Rrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" It was an impressive speech, and every soldier readied his or her sword. Julius formed quickly up with the Wolves and gave them their last orders: "We must hold this gate at any cost. The Stormcloaks will attack us. We have a few men hidden who will attack them on the rear. Retreat and charge only when I say. Understood? Now, form up into Phalanx." In the distance, Galmar Stone-Fist was giving a speech: "This is it men! They say that our cause is false and that we are nothing more than thieves, thugs and murderers! But no! We are farmers! We are craftsmen! We are sons and daughters of shopkeepers, maid servants and soldiers! We are the sons and daughters of Skyrim! And we have come this far because our cause is true. Because we fight as one. And because our hearts are bursting with anger! What we do here today, we do for our country! For all the true Nords of Skyrim! Whiterun's walls are tall, but they are old and crumbling, like the Empire whose Legion lines them. They've barricades to block us, but we'll tear through them and the Imperials behind them! Our objective is the drawbridge. If we can find a way to drop it, the city will be ours! Everyone on me. Let's show these Imperial milk drinkers what true Nords look like! Rrrrraaaaaarrrrr!" It was a decent speech, but they were wrong. The Stormcloaks charged into battle. It was just like Alesia, a few years ago, except for the cavalry. The Gauls were like the Stormcloaks a bunch of unorganized, angry farmers. The first few Stormcloaks had arrived near the shield wall, but Cipius had eliminated with his archers most of them. Julius stood on the first line, together with Lucius and Olaf. Legate Rikke had mentioned that some of the Stormcloaks were ex-Legion, but most looked like young, unexperienced fighters. The soldiers of the Legion were older, but experienced. Nearly every Stormcloak was now near the gate and it was time for the trap. Julius whispered in the ear of the man next to him: "It is time for the trap. When I shout retreat, step back, but slowly." The legionnaire whispered the message to the man before, behind and next to him. Soon, everyone knew of his plan. He looked over his shoulder, raising his sword, informing Rikke that she needed to sound the horn. The horn was sounded and Julius yelled: "Retreat!" The Stormcloaks charged another time, sure of their victory. However, Brutus, Wulf and a few other Legionnaires charged into the rear. Wulf started with a shout: "Faas-Ru-Maar!" Several Stormcloaks ran away from the battle, and Galmar Stone-Fist, who tried to stop them, was just pushed aside. Julius yelled another order: "Charge! Testudo!" The Wolves changed into the Testudo formation, and charged forward. The Dragonborn shouted a few minutes later again: "Faas-Ru-Maar!" Again, Stormcloaks fled. Julius saw Brutus cutting through the enemies. He seemed to be tired, and aside from a few bruises and gashes, he was unharmed. Julius, instead, who had fought on the front lines, had a broken nose and cheek. A Stormcloak had a shield smashed against his face. The Stormcloak had paid for that with his life. It hurt, but he kept fighting. Blood was smeared over his whole face and one of the Wolves asked: "Are you alright?" Julius replied dryly: "It can better." Wulf shouted a third time: "Faas-Ru-Maar!" The remaining Stormcloaks fled. Galmar Stone-Fist tried to stop them again, but no avail. He understood they had lost, and jumped on his horse, driving back to Windhelm, together with the remainders of his army. Jarl Balgruuf gave a victory speech: "Revel in your victory here today, even as the gods revel in your honor! They already sing of your valor and skill! The halls of Sovngarde are no doubt ringing with your praises! In defeating these Stormcloak traitors, you have proven the hollowness of their cause and the fullness of your hearts. The citizens of Whiterun are forever in your debt! But Ulfric will not stop here. No, he will continue to strike out against any true Nord who remains faithful to the Empire. He will continue to sow discord and chaos wherever he can. And so, we must each one of us, continue to fight this insurrection, lest our fallen brothers have died for naught! Lest our honor be lessened should we allow these bloodthirsty beasts to prowl our lands! Carry on men, my gratitude and blessings go with you! For Whiterun! For the Empire!" In the meantime, Julius tried to clean his face with a bit of grass. Brutus came walking to him and exclaimed: "What, by Jupiter has happened with you?" Julius replied: "Shield against -Ouch!- face. Think -Ouch!- cheek and nose broken. Had choice, axe or shield. Brutus patted on his back and said: "I fear that Dancia is too busy to help you." Julius shrugged and Brutus handed him a linen wrap over, to clean his face. He continued to press it against his nose to stop the bleeding and Rikke asked: "Are you alright? I hope so, because I have a task for you. You or Brutus has to inform General Tullius about our success at Whiterun." Wulf walked to Rikke: "I am with Whiterun. Not with the Empire." The Dragonborn turned his back to the Legate and returned to Balgruuf. Julius and Brutus took their horses, departing to Solitude, together with Achilles. Ten hours later, they arrived in Solitude. Julius asked Brutus: "Report to Tullius. Take Achilles. Castle Dour." He spit some blood on the ground and cursed every possible god before he continued: "Imperial flags. -Ouch- Tullius looks like me." Brutus answered: "Good. What are you going to do?" Julius replied: "Search -Au- someone heal face." Brutus wished him good luck and Julius walked back outside. -If she can let me fly in the air, she might as well be able to stop the bleeding.- He climbed back on his horse, and drove to the Thalmor Embassy. The guards stopped him and he gritted trough his teeth: "I want to see First Emissary Elenwen. Name's Caesar." The first said: "She told us she wasn't receiving visitors." The other guard took the first one apart and hissed: "Herself is still in a foul mood but it is better when Herself was talking with that Imperial. We should just bring him to her." The first one retorted: "If Herself is going to murder us, I'll say it's your fault." They returned to Julius and escorted him to Elenwen's office. She stood up and said: "I ordered you that I wasn't... Oh, it's you." Julius saw the flowers in a vase and he tried to smile, but it hurt. The guards returned to their positions, and Elenwen asked: "What, by Auri-El has happened with your face?" Julius replied: "Shield against face. Stormcloak." She nodded and said: "Ah, I'll heal it. Just wait a bit." She casted a restoration spell, and the broken bones began to mend. She continued: "You seem tired, here, take a stamina potion. It'll prevent you from collapsing." Julius drunk it and replied: "Thank you. I had worser, don't worry about me." He felt in an instant a lot better and asked: "What is in it?" She replied dryly: "An orange dartwing, bees and and Mudcrab chitin." Julius exclaimed: "What? Insects?" She shrugged and said: "It works and you don't taste it." He smiled weakly and she slapped him in the face. He exclaimed: "Why?" Elenwen answered dryly: "For those flowers. You aren't supposed to send flowers to the First Emissary from the Aldmeri Dominion. It could ruin my career." Julius replied with a smile: "I am not from Tamriel. I couldn't know." She rolled with her eyes and said: "Don't play dumb." He laughed and said: "Oh yes, I almost forgot. There is someone I want you to meet. You asked me why you should believe me. This man is from Rome too. His name is Marcus Junius Brutus. We're trying to figure out how and why we ended up here. Tomorrow perhaps?" She nodded and asked: "Who is Brutus exactly?" Julius replied: "Brutus was one of the Senators that tried to assassinate me." Elenwen raised a brow and asked: "And you are friends?" Julius nodded and answered: "Yes, we are friends. And I am still alive." In the meantime, Brutus has arrived in Castle Dour. He continued inside and saluted: "Praefect Marcus Junius Brutus, third Cohort. Fourth Legion, reporting for duty. I am sent by Tribune Gaius Julius Caesar." General Tullius raised a brow and asked: "I haven't seen you here before. Tell me, from where are you?" Brutus answered: "I am from the city of Rome, sir. I joined the Legion in Whiterun until the Civil War is over. Legate Rikke can tell you more." Tullius nodded and continued to ask: "Rome? Do you know Tribune Caesar?" Brutus nodded and replied: "Yes, I know him. Everything he has said about himself is probably true. Now, I think you want my report about the Battle of Whiterun. We won. Legate Rikke is leaving part of the Legion as guard in Whiterun and has probably departed to Solitude by now. We were outnumbered, but thanks to an idea of Tribune Caesar and Legate Cipius, we managed to turn the battle in our favor. The Dragonborn was on our side, however, he stated that he only fought for Whiterun and not for the Legion and he said something about an old Emperor and change. I heard Jarl Balgruuf mention something about him being a Thane. Most Stormcloaks fled, due to the shouts of Wulf." Tullius nodded and handed him a sack of Septims over: "Here, take this. Now, I believe you are tired, find an empty bed in the barracks. Dismissed." Brutus saluted again and walked to the barracks. Julius stood up from his chair and said: "I think I have to go. I should take a bath and clean my armor." Elenwen replied: "I can always ask Brelas to prepare a bath if you want. Skyrim's bathhouses haven't a good reputation." He responded: "Well, why not." She yelled for Brelas: "Brelas! A bathtub." Brelas hurried off Elenwen's office. In the meantime, Julius asked: "Can you tell me about the Aldmeri Dominion?" She replied: "Of course, we descend from the Aldmer. The Aldmer founded the first Aldmeri Dominion, under command of Queen Ayrenn. The Aldmeri Dominion consists out of three races. The Altmer, the Bosmer and the Khajiit. During the Alliance wars, after the death of Reman III and his potentate, the Interregnum began. Three factions, the Aldmeri Dominion, the Daggerfall Covenant and the Ebonheart pact fought for the Ruby throne and control of Tamriel. There were several warlords who tried to proclaim themselves Emperor. A few years later, King Cuhlecain, proclaimed himself Emperor. The Aldmeri Dominion was reestablished and when Emperor Cuhlecain was assassinated by a High Rock nightblade, Tiber Septim, his second in command became Emperor. He managed to conquer all of Tamriel. However, the Summerset Isles he only conquered using Numidium, a Dwemer colossus. When Martin Septim died during the Oblivion Crisis, the Thalmor founded the third Aldmeri Dominion. When Emperor Titus Mede II ascended to the throne, there were several conflicts about the worship of the false god, called Talos. And so, the first Great War against the Empire began." Brelas returned and said: "My lady, the bath is ready." The Bosmer maid returned to her duties and Elenwen showed him the bathroom while saying: "I'll leave you alone, then." She returned to her desk and took one of her dossiers. In the meantime, an angry Galmar Stone-Fist had arrived in Windhelm. Ulfric looked worried and asked: "And, how went it?" Galmar said: "Not good. We've lost. They used a trap, and the Dragonborn was with them. Nearly everyone is dead or has fled." Ulfric cursed a few times, but commanded: "By Ysmir's beard, tell me more, Galmar." Galmar nodded in silence and told him what happened: "The men that held the main gate seemed to be the elite troops of the Legion. They were commanded by that bastard that brought us Balgruuf's axe. They used strange shields, highly unusual. There were archers. When we charged, they sounded the horn, normally used for retreating, and the Tribune yelled 'Retreat!' and they retreated a bit. Our soldiers, sure of their victory, charged again, but the horn was a signal for hidden soldiers under command of a Praefect and the Dragonborn. The Dragonborn didn't wear Legion armor. They attacked us from the rear and the Dovahkiin used a shout, called 'Faas-Ru-Maar'. Every Stormcloak in the area fled." Ulfric nodded and said: "Dismay. He could have killed them, but let them flee instead. Perhaps he doesn't fully support the Imperials." When that group attacked us from the rear, the men that held the gate were ordered by the bastard, who yelled: 'Charge!' and 'Testudo!' When he yelled the last order, the Imperials formed up into a tortoise and moved slowly forward. Our Stormcloaks were crushed." Ulfric shook his head in disbelief.