Celtille ran to find the , Korigen .
Korigen touched a branch of hanging from an oak tree. "The gold needs a memory, child. A Gaul is not a barbarian. A Gaul is: a farmer who grows wheat and raises pigs, an artisan who forges iron, and a warrior who fears neither the Romans nor the sea. Go remember that."
"But father," Celtille replied, looking at the round, fortified village ( oppidum ), "the Romans in their golden lorica segmentata (armor) laugh at our bracae (pants) and our long mustaches. They say we are just barbarians."
Tomorrow was the (the start of the summer season). But the sacred golden torc of her tribe, the Redones , had lost its shine! Without its shine, the druid could not read the omens for the harvest.
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