Good Karma: Madeline remembered her lessons from Mr. Sharpe's History Class.

"I....I...underst--" Madeline checked herself as she remembered something important.

Madeline had learned while they traveled the this Caesar's Legion modeled itself after what seemed to be strangely enough--Ancient Rome. How or why she could not guess at all. But she remembered some bits of history from her days of studying in the vault. Maybe it was just one particular lesson she recalled?

She also remembered plenty of Latin thanks to her dedication in the Medical field. Even if she hated Latin lessons.

"Caesarem appello!" she said through her tears. She said it again--ensuring her "Caeserum" had a hard "k" this time--like these men were want to do.

Vulpus and the legionaries around her looked down in amazement, then at each other.

"Nostis Linguam Legionis?" Vulpus said eyeing Madeline suspiciously. Madeline nodded. Then added.

"Linguam Legionis novi et appelationem ad Cesarem peto." [I know the language of the Legion and I demand an appeal to Caesar!]

"Non es civis legionis." [You are no citizen of the legion.] He said still not believing her.

"Linguam tuam loquor. Legem Tuam novi. Ceaser fiat decernere. [I speak your language. I know your law. Let Caesar decide.]

Vulpus smiled in a wicked way and stood.

"Cut her bonds."

The nearby soldiers obeyed without question.

"We will let Caesar decide your fate then. You will have liberty. But you are not free. Keep a watch on her. You will be...guarded while we travel north. Do not do anything foolish. Or you will not live to see Caesar render judgement. Do you understand?

"Sic." Madeline nodded in ascent.