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The female executioner for Numerus Brittonum et Exploratorum Nemanigensium

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cire

Magistrate
He was forced to react, the commander of the fort at the roman border.
Since a few years he had been in charge of this untit and there was not
too much going on.
Every once in a while maybe a brawl at the tavern in the village around the
castle. Eventually the punishment of wrongdoers or slaves, that rarely interrupted the boredom
in the village. Other than that, there hasn't been a lot of excitement.
Aurelian loved it like that, wasn't he supposed to retire in a few years and is dreaming
about going home to Roma. Then all this here will be nothing but a fading memory,
he thought. For him there is lot's of reasons to hate these cold forests with the endless winters.
Never will he understand why the Legions have to be at places like that.

Lately things weren't going well anymore.
All kinds of bandits are giving him and his Legionaires more and more trouble.
Talking to the other commanders in the area, they have recognized the same changes
and already started to tolerate no crimes at all.
Even little offenses are punished with radical measures.
Aurelian hesitated to join the madness, but found himself confronted with the complaints
of the residents.
Being a soldier he knew that the most important task to survive in the military is not to stand out.
His men organized a sessorium a little outside of the village, that is now shared on an
almost weekly basis. Landowners from nearby mansions are also bringing rebellious slaves,
to have them killed with the criminals. As a side effect, Aurelian is collecting additional money for these tasks,
keeping up his Roma dreams. The citizens started feeling safer again, though Aurelian faces
another problem.

In his british auxiliary troops he has only two men, that can execute wrongdoers
according to the roman code of practice. Have these guys been doing their job,
they normally get drunk and then disappear in the whorehouses,
since the job includes a little extra money and an extra day off.
Is somebody sentenced the next day, these assholes can't be found.
There is the urge for him, to find somebody that can be trained and help out if necessary.
Hardly anybody wants to do the job though, but they all have a ball when the condemned
are executed, he thought to himself.

Some violent idiots that have no idea of what they are doing, can't either be the solution.
When there is executions, there is certain rules that the torturers have to obey,
to make sure that the victims are not dying too fast.
Good medical and anatomic knowledge is just one part of the show.
The executioner has to consider also, what his spectators are going to see and how they will react to it.
At the fort next to his, there was a riot during a crucifiction, and the mob finally killed a victim
on the march.
Other reports state, that a crucified fell off his cross, or a condemned, tied with ropes escaped naked
because the guards were all wasted.

Now, that's nothing that Aurelian wants. Don't stand out is his watchword, Roma I'm coming home.
 
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Barbaria1

Rebel Leader
Staff member
Being a soldier he knew that the most important task to survive in the military is not to stand out.

I remember my grandad, who served in World War II, saying that. Must be a universal truth down through the ages? :p
 

Eulalia

Poet Laureate
Staff member
So, we're at what's now Kastell Wörth, or else the next fort along, Kastell Obernburg, at the northern point of the Limes (Roman frontier) along the River Main (Moenus). The Exploratores Nemanigenses are a pretty obscure bunch, all I can find about them is a rather speculative Wiki article that associates them with the river-name Mümling, a tributary of the Main, which was Mimelinga in the 7th century Mimininga in the 9th - I suppose their name might have been mis-spelt, and was really Memaningenses or similar, but it's not very convincing.

I remember my grandad, who served in World War II, saying that. Must be a universal truth down through the ages? :p
It's a good idea when you're a slavegirl too - unless you're wanting a whipping or maybe crucifixion!
 

cire

Magistrate
So, we're at what's now Kastell Wörth, or else the next fort along, Kastell Obernburg, at the northern point of the Limes (Roman frontier) along the River Main (Moenus). The Exploratores Nemanigenses are a pretty obscure bunch, all I can find about them is a rather speculative Wiki article that associates them with the river-name Mümling, a tributary of the Main, which was Mimelinga in the 7th century Mimininga in the 9th - I suppose their name might have been mis-spelt, and was really Memaningenses or similar, but it's not very convincing.


It's a good idea when you're a slavegirl too - unless you're wanting a whipping or maybe crucifixion!

You are close Eulalia, very close. The single forts along the River Main have left nothing but little museums
in each small town. We are now in what was Kastell Wörth. There was an archeological excavation around 1890,
but most of the findings have been washed away by one of the river floods. The rest of it can be seen in
the Obernburg museum. As kids we'd wander in the area and dig for the foundations of the ancient walls and towers.

But what counted back then, counts today. Don't stand out. No matter what you are or where you are :devil:.
 

cire

Magistrate
An offer from the landowner


Aurelian was still thinking about that dilemma, as one of the landowners of the area walked
into the commanders office with an uncommon request.
One of his German female slaves doesn't adapt to the other personnel in his household,
obviously she hates people, but seems to care for animals, he stated.
Offering Aurelian to send the girl to him, thinking her hate would make
it easy for her to torture people.
The commander listened to the landowner and then answered very thoughtful,
that he would like to interview the woman first, before he'd say anything.
Didn't he know too well, that it takes much more than just hate and violence,
to execute people on a professional basis.
The landowner argued, that once Aurelian has the woman trained and educated
for these tasks, he'd still get his share for the execution of slaves from
the other roman villas. That so far was already agreed with all the landowners.
He wanted in return from Aurelian, to have his mismatching slaves
executed by the girl for better wages, once she was trained.
Since all of that wasn't sounding bad, Aurelian told the man that he'd be looking forward
for the meeting. Still pointing out, that the whole thing would only
makes sense, if she really likes to do it.

He didn't want to show the landowner that he actually needed somebody, so he said to him, that he
has no idea in what shape the girl is.
One should not forget, that to flog and crucify a person is not just a psychological, but also a very physical process.
Many people are thinking that all you have to do is to nail or fasten the condemned to the crosses,
drink while doing so and have fun watching the condemned in their mortal agony.

The two decided that the landowner would come by with the girl within the next couple of days,
so Aurelian could have the chance to talk to her.
 
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morten sigurdson

Voivode of Wallachia
An offer from the landowner


Aurelian was still thinking about that dilemma, as one of the landowners of the area walked
into the commanders office with an uncommon request.
One of his German female slaves doesn't adapt to the other personnel in his household,
obviously she hates people, but seems to care for animals, he stated.
Offering Aurelian to send the girl to him, thinking her hate would make
it easy for her to torture people.
The commander listened to the landowner and then answered very thoughtful,
that he would like to interview the woman first, before he'd say anything.
Didn't he know too well, that it takes much more than just hate and violence,
to execute people on a professional basis.
The landowner argued, that once Aurelian has the woman trained and educated
for these tasks, he'd still get his share for the execution of slaves from
the other roman villas. That so far was already agreed with all the landowners.
He wanted in return from Aurelian, to have his mismatching slaves
executed by the girl for better wages, once she was trained.
Since all of that wasn't sounding bad, Aurelian told the man that he'd be looking forward
for the meeting. Still pointing out, that the whole thing would only
makes sense, if she really likes to do it.

He didn't want to show the landowner that he actually needed somebody, so he said to him, that he
has no idea in what shape the girl is.
One should not forget, that to flog and crucify a person is not just a psychological, but also a very physical process.
Many people are thinking that all you have to do is to nail or fasten the condemned to the crosses,
drink while doing so and have fun watching the condemned in their mortal agony.

The two decided that the landowner would come by with the girl within the next couple of days,
so Aurelian could have the chance to talk to her.
Interesting story, as always. Waiting for following chapters.
 

Eulalia

Poet Laureate
Staff member
Cire, please press only "Enter" for a new paragraph, not for a new row!
Actually I rather like text set out that way,
I find it easier to read on screen than long lines right across the screen
Also I think it may help readers who aren't too good at reading English
to have the text broken into shorter grammatical units.
Which are the reasons why I do it :p
(Though not usually with stories, I admit)
 

Madiosi

Depictor of Dreams
Staff member
Actually I rather like text set out that way,
I find it easier to read on screen than long lines right across the screen
Also I think it may help readers who aren't too good at reading English
to have the text broken into shorter grammatical units.
Which are the reasons why I do it :p
(Though not usually with stories, I admit)
It bring me issues with book-production. Paragraphs (after press enter) having indentations in the books.
 

cire

Magistrate
DENA

Indeed, a few days later that same landowner showed up at Aurelian's office again. A young woman in her early twenties was with him, introduced to Aurelian as the slave Dena.
Both, Dena and the landowner were standing in front of Aurelians desk, with the commander monitoring the woman without a word.
No tellin' for how long Aurelian had the two standing there, before he asked them to sit down. "You know why you are here?" he asked, she noded and answered: "Yes I do, you are looking for another executioner."

Aurelian:
"That is right Dena, your owner said you'd have the characteristics to do the job. Have you ever attended an execution, I mean from the beginning to the end?"

Dena:
"Every once in a while, when I'm bored and I have the chance, I'm checking one out."

Aurelian:
"What do you like the most about it?"

Dena:
"It feels very strange, that the condemned are actually as helpless as on the day they were born. Their facial expressions as the crucifiction is executed, amuse me. We are talking about grown people, handled like a subject by the torturers. When the victims have just been crucified, it doesn't look like a deadly process at all. The laughter, the defamations of the crowd and the communication with the condemned. It's so surrealistic sometimes. Very entertaining in a way, though.
To me it's also interesting, how the victims are crucified. Sometimes they'd last for days on their crosses. That's really horryfying, but shouldn't it be the goal of the executioner?"


Aurelian:
"What about the humiliation? Would it arouse you, to strip these people and then expose them?

Dena:
"Not really, that wouldn't bother me that much. Since it's part of the job, it's fine with me. I do enjoy though, when the victims are ashamed and try to cover their sex. It makes me laugh, when I see that sometimes. But it would excite me, to actually use violence on them. Also interesting and arousing for me, is to crucify a man. This can give me an extraordinary feeling of power. The moment when the execution takes place really gets me. That feeling is much better than an orgasm to me, commander. That is what I'd call fun. But I'm hoping my work will not just be reduced to crucifixion?."

Aurelian laughed, and told her to slow down.

For a while they sat there in silence again. Then Aurelian asked Dena and the landowner to follow him to the bath. Once they arrived, there was a change house where they took the clothes off. Aurelian could see that Dena had a certain body strength, of course not yet what she would need, though not as bad as he had imagined.
Strong legs, a nice back, well defined boobs. Good arms, hands, nice even face and teeth. Long dark hair on one side and the other side shaved up the head, gave her a certain appearance.

The commander was as cut as all the fighting men in the roman army. Used to endless marches with weapons and gear. Say for his forty years, he was still in good shape.
While the sweat started running down their bodies in the steambath, Dena and Aurelian kept talking about the reasons why she'd want to do the job.
Telling him that she was tired of the bitching, complaining and whimpish behaviour of the slaves. No she wouldn't have a problem driving nails through the bones of her fellow slaves, and wouldn't mind to do the same with criminals and wrongdoers.

Aurelian then brought up that he is sentencing the victims, and that not all of them are guilty. He, like every other human, makes mistakes and Dena would eventually kill innocent victims.
Dena answered that she wouldn't mind at all. When she gets the order to execute somebody, she'd just keep going. The cries of the innocent won't harm her, she said.

The landowner was professional enough to not interrupt the communication and sort of enjoyed it, too. His body was more of the soft, decadent kind. Used to pleasant treatment and orgies.

Then the three got dressed again and went back to the office. The landowner and Aurelian agreed that Dena would come to the fort in seven days, to start her training.

Aurelian didn't feel bad about the decision and wondered how the whole issue would develop.
 

cire

Magistrate
THE EDUCATION

According to the arrangement with Aurelian, Dena reported on some rainy February morning at the gate of the fort. The legionnaires forwarded the girl to the commander and he introduced her to his instructor.
Dena's body had to be strengthened, she had to get used to all kinds of different efforts without losing control. In the coming weeks she marched with the soldiers, got used to handle the common weapons of the legion, and was tought by the physicians about anatomy.

Woodwork was also part of her training, at night her wrists, fingers and arms were hurting in a way like she never believed it could be possible.
Hundreds of times she drove that huge, forged nail into the wood, just to pull it back out again. At first missing the nailhead every once in a while, hurting her hand. But with the time, driving it in with the fierce, unleashed power that had been locked inside of her for so long.

Then using the whip on a wooden pole, until she gained total control of this instrument of torture. While practicing, sweat ran down her cut, glistening body. Providing her respect from the warriors around her.

Like every trainee, she didn't understand the reason why she had to go through all this. Though with the months passing by and the warm spring sun lightening up the dark endless woods, a more and more new Dena awoke in these days.

Looking down her body she saw the cut muscles with the stringy hands and feet, thus when Aurelian walked up to her after all these weeks, he was satisfied.
She stood opposite to him, looking him straight into the eyes, answering directly to his questions without ifs and buts.

Very good, he thought.
 

cire

Magistrate
FLOGGING

Structured flogging was an important issue.
As a torturer it didn't make sense to lose control over what you had done already.

Flogging.JPG
A nice pic concerning the flogging that Eulalia has found and posted previously.......
 
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Praefectus Praetorio

Brother of the Quill
I remember my grandad, who served in World War II, saying that. Must be a universal truth down through the ages? :p
And the more vulgar form I quoted elsewhere "Keep your mouth shut, your bowels open, and never volunteer." words to live by. Although the second is not difficult in Scotland where "oats supports the people" - Samuel Johnson
 

Praefectus Praetorio

Brother of the Quill
My father-in-law who fought on the South Pacific from age 19-22, recalled that the guys would sit around in the evening and talk and the conversation would usually be discussing girls (that's the polite way he would say it!), but, inevitably, before long, the topic would move to the one thing those lonely guys far from home among half-clad island girls treasured most - home cooking!
 

cire

Magistrate
CARRYING THE CROSSBEAM

The crucifixion is subdivided into certain steps. The march to the sessorium is another part of it. I like these old tables that Eulalia has posted.


The march.JPG

Very well possible that the walk to the sessorium was everything else but just a boring drag to the final destination. Neither for the condemned, and definitely not for the crowd.
Even people that wouldn't attend the crucifixion had the chance to insult the victims and make jokes. The condemned on the other hand, depending on their condition, could reply to it :devil:.
 
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cire

Magistrate
CARRYING THE CROSSBEAM

The crucifixion is subdivided into certain steps. The march to the sessorium is another part of it. I like these old tables that Eulalia has posted.


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Very well possible that the walk to the sessorium was everything else but just a boring drag to the final destination. Neither for the condemned, and definitely not for the crowd.
Even people that wouldn't attend the crucifixion had the chance to insult the victims and make jokes. The condemned on the other hand, depending on their condition, could reply to it :devil:.
I'm wondering how I would react while I carry the crossbeam. Would I suffer without a word, or would I reply in anger to the provocations of the crowd?
How would I take it, when my executioner is a Woman? Is that playing a role? Placing myself into this situation, this question is not easy. Just try to answer.......
 
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