The Forum in Ancient Rome was filled with many stalls filled with various goodies and knick-knacks that any normal-minded person would ask for. Along the walls of square buildings were baskets filled to the brim with olives, grapes, and bread that smelled fresh from the oven. The ambience was loud and filled with the chatter of men discussing politics, women chatting casually with one another, traders auctioning off slaves, and servants bartering with shopkeepers over their wares. It was around 3 PM and the Forum was at its busiest. Everything was going along nicely, until some idiot decided to spice things up and drive over a bunch of Romans with a chariot.

Yep. That man was the physical embodiment of Ancient Carthage. He's a loud man who smells like pork and garlic. He likes to yell a lot, and he drives around in a golden chariot while wailing for blood like a baby boar.

The Romans watched in horror as he made flapjacks out of a slave trader and some poor old old dear doing her grocery shopping. Carthage whipped his two white ponies and sped off in the direction of the Curia Julia (Senate Meeting Place), screaming like a elk being tortured while he ran over another person.

The Romans let out a sigh of relief after the brutally hairy man had left. Three urban cohorts had just begun to peel off the pancake people before being run over by a second chariot. The Romans jumped into various pots and baskets, hiding in terror as Sparta charged through, trampling the urban cohorts while the horses tore through various stalls, wrecking them with the finesse of a rabid howler monkey riding a doberman pinscher under influence.

Sparta rode into the Curia Julia, arriving moments after Carthage had managed to do so. The World Senate had gathered to solve all the Ancient Worlds problems. In on either sides of the rooms, various nations sat on long benches, wearing togas and chattering to their friends, arguing with their rivals, and doing whatever else floated their boat on that particular day.

Sparta hopped out of her chariot and sauntered over to Roman Empire, who was just about to begin.