From the dying lips of an old Druid, a prophecy was given to Masada. It was a look into the future of his yet unborn child. "One day your son will become a great leader even someday a king". The child was a son and now nineteen years later he was a man. It was a time of change; the Romans had long gone and the vacuum left behind created chaos. The year was 450AD, the year Britannia became a magnet for those who wished to abandon a war-ravaged Europe...