7 AD
The Egyptian Amulet
Late Afternoon
The tribune splashed water on his face and arms as he stood beside one of the temple’s fountains, along with five or six other travelers who were also washing themselves, before stepping back and catching the rough cloth tossed to him by Gnaeus. Drying himself, he turned and walked back to the large shade tree. Tossing the towel onto the stack of bags and saddle ware lying on the ground, the balding Decimus turned and looked at his friend.
“Do you still have that amulet you found on the bedroom floor last night?”
The wiry old legionnaire nodded and reaching inside his tunic, pulled out something leather and stone and tossed it to Decimus. Holding it up by one hand the tribune inspected it closely, a frown beginning to pull the corners of his lip
