Agathyrsos, the Great Archon of the Lugian Federation of the three tribes... The celtic Omanii, the sarmatian Didunii and the germanic Burii, sits on the ancient wooden throne of his ancestors, carved out from a single twisted root of and old oak tree, that was believed to be sacred and magic, because it was planted by the Goddess Druantia herself in the Old Days of the Beginning.
Just a few warriors were in the Great Hall, the Gods didn't looked to kindly on those tribes latelly.
"But this must change..." Agathyrsos thought...
A carnyx sounds from the Guard tower of the gates...
- A messenger Archon... From the King of Carthago...
Agathyrsos read the letter, written on a piece of soft leather than turns towards the messenger.
- You will give your king my greetings, and you will tell him that the Federation of Lugian Tribes will allways wellcome peace and friendship.
As a sign of our respect, we will send to your king this drinking auroch horn, decorated with silver and amber. I have it's pair here... May Gods give him a long and prosperous life and many victories against his enemies... Anytime I will drink from this horn I will drink in his honor.
I will order to my scribes to write a response letter on a piece of the finest mountain goat leather. Go rest now. Our warriors will escort you trough the barbarian lands tommorow.

The messenger came back to Carthago and told, what happened in Lugia and other shires around it. King Bohdar thought for a long while. Then he had call his scriptor and told him:
- Sit down and write!

Bohdar, King of Carthago sends greetings and salutations to Agathyrsos, Great Archon of Lugian Federation and all Lugians.

With great joy we have heard about the fact, that you have accept our proposal for friendship. I also received your gift. It is a pleasure to own him. In return I am sending you three scrolls of original phoenician purpure-color soft. use them for your need.
I hope, that our relations will be always good and i offer you to favour of all gods.

Bohdar.

scriptor wrote all this words to a scroll of egyptian papyrus and looked at king.

- Give it to translate to lugian, latin and greek and send it to their Archon. And now send me my chancellor!

Scriptor make king a bow and go out make his orders.

The Archon of the Lugian tribes stood on his throne, thinking about the latest news. His scouts told him that the barbarians were speaking about a great war fought by his neighbours, the dacians. They started to unite the provinces of the neighbouring tribes nder a single standard. The wolf headed howling dragon, the dacian Draco.
"Those warriors are a force to be reckon... and we share a few drops of the same celtic blood..."
-Scribes! Start writting!

QUOTE:

To Zamolxis, Archon of the proud Dacians, salutations!
As neighbours and fellow warriors we, the Lugians, congratulate you on your great victory. Ares and Heracles had favored you in your battles and your warriors have spilled their blood and the blood of your enemies as a sacrifice in their honor.
As a homage to you, great warrior king, I am sending as a gift, a breasplate of finest auroch leather and a dagger of our finest bronze, together with our offer of our friendship.
It is easier to break 10 arrows one by one, that al of them in a bundle, so let as be a bundle of arrows in the same quiver.

- Send our best scouts to deliver this letter to the dacian fortress in Vrancea as soon as possible.

A tired horsemen bearing the Lugian flag has arrived in the Dacian capital.

His message was red in the council room and his gifts were greatly welcomed. After a short deliberation, the following message was written and handed to the envoy:

To the leaders of the Lugian Federation, salutations !

The Dacians accept your friendly proposals and thank you for your gifts.

The Dacians welcome a brother nation in the north and agree to form an alliance between our people. We shall have peace between us and march together to war if so the Gods will tell us.

In honoring such alliance, please accept the best our lands produce: sweet honey, tasty salt and flavored wine.

May the Gods approve and bless our treaty !

-What took you so long! Agathyrsos asked the tired and dusty scouts. One of them was limping and another had his right arm bandaged with a blood soaked piece of cloth...
-We are sorry master, but we were attacked by a band of barbarians on our way to the dacian capital...We were lucky to be alive. The dacians received us and healed us enough to return home. The priests of Zalmoksha are great healers and wise men. The Dacian kingdom is powerfull and rich and their warriors are well armed and well trained as we have saw during the Dacian Games in Vrancea.
We have returned with good news from their leaders!
-The we shall celebrate! sacrifice a white auroch to the Gods and we shall feast, then we will prepare to meet our new allies to keep our word true and show them that we are worthy allies!

After the battle with the barbarians, the Archon of the Lugians, Agathyrsos, stood in the military camp under a tree.
" A small but strong army..." he tought to himself... "I have no doubt our neighbors have heard about our battles and I think it is the time to send them a messenger..."
He took a piece of sheep skin, carefully worked to be soft and thin... he starts writing himself since the scribes were busy with the supplies for the army...

QUOTE:

To Thorgrim, Archon of the Goths
from Agathyrsos, Archon of the Lugians
Greetings!

I am sending you a message of peace and friendship because you may have heard about our battles with the barbarians. The allied armies of the Lugians and Dacians are not a menace to our neighbours but an guarantee that law, order and wellfare will rule over the provinces around. We have started to bring barbarian provinces under our leadership but we are also offering you our help so yourself could do the same when you think you will be ready. We wish all the tribes around to share with us the peace and prosperity we could achieve together.
We are looking forward to receive your messengers, but they will have to search us in the nearby provinces since we will not be in our capital. I will instruct one of my scouts to escort your messengers with your answer.
May the gods favor you!

A messenger reached the gothic castle
Thorgrim read the message and grabbed a pen and ink
He quickly wrote a few lines and handed the letter to one of his best messenger, he might find Agathyrsos

QUOTE:
Dear Agathyrsos

It pleases me to hear that our neighbors were able to defeat the barbarians
Also we want peace and prosperity for all
My nation is still too weak to defeat the barbarians
We have already tried several times to expel the barbarians, so far without success
wish our nations to live together in peace and friendship

Yours sincerely,
Black Jack